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“Did you encounter Cloud Poison on your way down?” Su Ruolan asked.
“No. We just followed the rope you left behind,” Fengshan replied, shaking his head.
Qin Zhi Han inquired about the situation and learned that the Government Army still had about 1,500 men. He pointed to the First Battalion and said to everyone, “This time, our main purpose for returning is to rescue people. The Yan Tribe has sworn to protect our secrets at all costs, and those remaining at Y Base are the old, weak, sick, and disabled. Shouldn’t we go save them? They have shown us such kindness; shouldn’t we also demonstrate our resolve? We will not turn back until we rescue them.”
“We will not turn back!” The soldiers of the First Battalion were invigorated, raising their right hands and shouting.
“I’ll go with you. If we encounter Cloud Poison again, I can handle it,” Su Ruolan volunteered.
“Alright, then let’s go together.” Qin Zhi Han nodded in agreement as he saw Su Ruolan’s eager and bright face looking at him.
“You’ve been seriously injured; you shouldn’t go. Just tell me the location,” Qin Zhi Han said to Fengshan.
“I’m fine; I must go. The secret path where the clan leader and the others are located is very hidden. Without my guidance, you won’t be able to find it,” Fengshan insisted stubbornly.
“Alright, brother, let’s go.” Qin Zhi Han patted Fengshan on the shoulder, and the group quickly made their way back to Y Base.
This return was faster than the last time; the path was clear and unobstructed. Following the ropes along the cliff, they climbed swiftly and skillfully like agile gorillas. When they returned to the clan’s secret path, it was indeed very concealed. This was different from the broad path they had taken with a thousand people before; it was almost a secret passed down through generations in the Yan Tribe. However, in this life-and-death situation, they couldn’t afford to worry about that.
When Qin Zhi Han and his group emerged from the secret path and saw Y Base engulfed in flames, they could hardly believe their eyes. The ground was littered with corpses in horrific states of death—clearly a massacre that ignited everyone’s fury.
All the soldiers of the First Battalion trembled with anger, unable to believe that the innocent civilians who had previously brought them food and water now lay on the ground, wide-eyed and helpless, silently protesting against this unjust world.
"First, save the people," Qin Zhi Han said through gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
Fengshan looked at the soldiers of the First Battalion with gratitude and quickly led everyone to the hiding place of the Y Clan Leader.
"Who?" a hoarse voice asked warily.
"It's me, Fengshan," he replied, raising his voice slightly.
"Fengshan? Why are you back?" White-Bearded Elder stepped out from the shadows, anger evident in his tone. "Did I not tell you not to return?"
"I brought Captain Qin and the others back. Please let them help everyone escape," Fengshan explained.
"Help? What help? Why did you bring them here? Get out!" White-Haired Clan Elder suddenly exploded in anger.
"What happened?" Fengshan asked, puzzled by White-Bearded Elder's reaction.
"You all should leave. We cannot go anymore. The Clan Leader has already gone to save everyone. Old Yan and I will stay here with him," White-Bearded Elder sighed.
"What? The Clan Leader is gone?" Fengshan was shocked, tears streaming down his face. That dear friend and brother had left just like that.
Qin Zhi Han and the others were equally stunned upon hearing this news.
"I regret it so much. If I hadn't allowed that group of Huaxia Army to come in, we wouldn't have attracted you and those demons with the Second Company, and my Yan Tribe wouldn't be facing such a disaster now. I am a sinner of the Yan Tribe." The once open-minded White-Haired Clan Elder suddenly became incredibly somber, as if a tuft of white hair had transformed into a full head of silver.
"Fengshan, you should leave quickly. The remaining tribesmen still need you. We have all decided not to leave anymore; we will stay here with the clan leader. This is our ancestral heritage, the root of our Yan Tribe," the White-Haired Clan Leader said coldly, looking at Qin Zhi Han and the others.
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