Chapter 187: Chapter 125: The Tide Is With Me, Joining Forces Against the Hu (Part 2)

Can only retreat temporarily.

’Defend first, hold the line to have output, these people can’t all be united with the Hu people, fighting to the death for them.

As for the Primordial Martial Arts Hall, Han Wushang’s current condition is still uncertain, without clear news, and has not yet been thoroughly exposed. Before they figure it out, they should not press on forcefully.’

Thoughts were swirling in Chen Ping’s mind.

Gradually, a plan formed in his heart.

The Primordial Martial Arts Hall, after all, is just a martial hall.

It’s not worth the opponent’s full commitment; matters have their priorities, and they should not risk potential damages to remove a dispensable thorn first.

So, there is still some time.

However, judging by the momentum of the Beizhou Barbarians, their ambitions are not small.

Colluding with the government, recruiting local experts, controlling the populace, seizing the city gates, and creating a major spectacle.

Just waiting for the right moment, Xingqing Prefecture can switch sides in the blink of an eye.

To have done so much quietly, this Thirteenth Prince of Beizhou is indeed not simple.

Seeing the situation clearly and understanding his own limitations, Chen Ping sighed and could only retreat quietly.

Another thought flashed in his mind.

If Deputy Magistrate Wu Changxing of Xingqing Prefecture is acting this way, isn’t he restrained since he’s not the Prefect?

The newly appointed Prefect Pei, what is he doing then?

If Prefect Pei is also colluding with the Beizhou Barbarians, Chen Ping would have no choice but to persuade the Primordial Martial Arts Hall members to leave the city and go as far as possible. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

To avoid being captured when others have free hands.

But now, it seems there is still a glimmer of opportunity to break through.

This must be explored.

Avoided a large circle to dodge the sweeping soldiers in armor and withdrew after three streets, seeing no pursuers behind him, Chen Ping just breathed a sigh of relief when there was a bright light ahead.

There were shouts, clashes of weapons, the sound of clothes ripping through the wind, and cries of horror entering his ears.

’This is, near the government office.’

Chen Ping’s gaze swept over the scene before him, and his heart turned cold.

It’s not that he recognized the place; he had rented a room here temporarily for a day.

But in that residential area, the scene was indeed tragic.

In the flames, a group of half-dressed civilians were running around in panic, chased by two eerie ’people,’ moving swiftly like lightning, creating gusts of wind, knocking someone to the ground, then feasting.

Uttering hoarse roars like beasts.

More than ten constables wielding long knives and iron rulers rushed forward.

The faster they charged, the quicker they flew back.

The two humanoid monsters had skin as hard as iron; knives and rulers striking their bodies sounded like scratching an itch, only producing muffled thuds.

Pushed urgently, they clawed and bit back, causing three or four constables to fall injured in a blink of an eye.

The cries around grew louder.

Sword light like a cold moon flashed by, a figure sharply shout out, clothes on both arms burst open, rushing forward quickly, sword light flashed like snow.

Struggling to cut through the neck of the humanoid monster, stuck halfway.

Hit in the chest by a claw from the humanoid monster’s roar, the figure flew backward.

He spat a mouthful of blood, not forgetting to pull his long sword to sever the monster’s head.

Landing unsteadily, nearly losing balance.

"It’s Zhuo Yunfei."

Seeing the two humanoid monsters attacking and gnawing on people, Chen Ping rushed forward without a second thought...

Zhuo Yunfei exchanged injury for a fatal blow, killing one monster while he quietly approached the other from behind, delivering a horizontal slash, and the filthy, grim head was sent flying.

Dirty blood splattered in all directions, exceptionally foul-smelling.

"What is this?"

Chen Ping felt the heavy resistance of his long sword in the flesh, then lowered his head to the humanoid monster’s corpse.

Only to find it was indeed human, but not a living one, but long dead.

The skin was black, clinging to bones, with some parts decaying beyond recognition, seemingly buried in the soil for months.

Yet, in such a state, it could run around like a beast, devouring civilians.

"Brother Tian!?"

From the side came a very low whisper, Zhuo Yunfei rushed forward two steps, looking shocked and pleased.

When Chen Ping turned his head, a trace of barely concealed disappointment appeared on his face.

"Turns out, I mistook you, but haven’t thanked this gentleman yet for the assistance; if delayed further, many more lives could be lost."

Zhuo Yunfei was still the same.

Chen Ping recalled hearing tales of him, as one of the Seven of the Primordial, descending into the red dust for experience, aiming to enhance Martial Arts Swordsmanship.

Yet, after so long, he seemed to have forgotten the red dust experience, instead holding a high position as Chief Constable, thriving and rushing around the city all day, busy extinguishing fires...

Of the three Chief Constables in Xingqing Prefecture, one was killed by him, apart from Zhuo Yunfei, there should also be a round, seasoned character; the government office nearby experiencing monster attacks, yet he hasn’t shown up?

"Just you people?"

Recalling the mass of armored soldiers pursuing him earlier, along with the numerous experts, doing nothing but guarding the Hu people.

Then looked at the dozen or so constables here, busy rescuing.

From time to time, cries echoed in his ears...

For some reason, a tinge of suffocating angst arose in Chen Ping’s heart.

Xingqing Prefecture is indeed sick.