Chapter 1085 - 387: If We Can’t Hold It, Then Let’s Not Hold It

Fang Qingyu extended his hand towards her: "The map."

Su Wanqing did not hesitate at all, swiftly pulling out a military map covering the entire Arctic Front and part of the inland region.

The map’s material was special, remaining clear even in the snowstorm.

Fang Qingyu took the map and handed it along with a pen to the still-shaken Liu Zhenguo.

"Captain Liu, don’t rush, and don’t be afraid. With me around, everything will be fine."

Fang Qingyu’s words slightly calmed Liu Zhenguo’s tumultuous emotions.

"Now, calm down. Mark as accurately as possible the locations of the ambush you encountered and the main direction of your retreat on this map."

Fang Qingyu pointed at the map.

"Once you have marked it clearly, I will send someone to escort you back to a safe rear area."

Liu Zhenguo took several deep breaths of the cold air, striving to suppress the fear and confusion in his heart,

and tremblingly received the map and pen.

He carefully recalled, tracing with his fingers on the map.

Finally, at an intersection in an Ice Valley about fifty kilometers northeast of the Black Stone Fortress.

He drew a conspicuous red cross.

"Here it is, Colonel Fang, we were ambushed here."

Then, he drew with the pen a crooked but generally southwestern direction arrow towards the Great Wall from the red cross. "We retreated in this direction, running for about an hour and ten minutes..."

Fang Qingyu and the others fixed their gaze on the marked ambush point on the map.

And that retreat route heading southwest.

Su Wanqing frowned slightly, looking at the marks on the map, and said in a deep voice: "I once passed by this location from a distance before; it seemed like an ordinary Ice Valley passage, with no significant signs of a Life Ghost presence."

Fang Qingyu said nothing, merely committing the location and route marked by Liu Zhenguo on the map to memory.

Then he turned to look at the two Peak Martial Artists behind him.

"Zhao Mang, Sun Qi."

The two immediately stepped forward.

"The two of you, escort Captain Liu and his men back immediately to the City of Dawn."

"Then you will temporarily remain in the city on standby to assist with the city’s defense."

"The City of Dawn!?"

Zhao Mang and Sun Qi were surprised when they heard it was the City of Dawn.

They had assumed they would be sending the men back to the nearest Great Wall outpost or Cold Bone Fjord.

They didn’t expect Fang Qingyu to directly designate the City of Dawn, hundreds of kilometers away, as the destination.

"Yes, the City of Dawn."

Fang Qingyu nodded affirmatively, his gaze deep, "It’s safer there, and also more convenient to investigate some things."

He didn’t explain explicitly.

But Zhao Mang and Sun Qi immediately understood Fang Qingyu’s intentions.

"Understood!" The two did not question further, responding in unison.

"Captain Liu, take your men and go with these two brothers."

Fang Qingyu looked at Liu Zhenguo.

"Yes! Thank you, Colonel Fang!"

Liu Zhenguo saluted again.

The soldiers behind him all showed relief at having survived a disaster.

Though unsure why they had appeared here.

Being rescued now was indeed real.

Soon, under the guidance of Zhao Mang and Sun Qi, the remnant troop of hundreds embarked once more towards the City of Dawn.

The snowstorm quickly swallowed their staggering silhouettes.

In place, only Fang Qingyu, Jiang Wei, and Su Wanqing remained.

Su Wanqing looked at the glaring red cross and the peculiar retreat route on the map.

Then raised her head to look at Fang Qingyu.

Her exquisite face carried a trace of understanding and solemnity.

Fang Qingyu’s gaze also settled on Su Wanqing, his eyes exceptionally serious.

"Wanqing, the road ahead... you might not be able to continue with us."

Upon hearing this, Su Wanqing was slightly taken aback.

Then, in those eyes as clear as autumn water,

a myriad of complex emotions quickly flashed.

Understanding, a hint of reluctance.

But more so, the sense of responsibility entrusted by trust.

Only two seconds later.

A gentle smile bloomed on her face.

"Yes." She nodded slightly, her voice crisp and pleasant, without any hesitation or delay, "I understand."

Neither spoke further in detail, but Su Wanqing knew what Fang Qingyu was entrusting her to do.

She had to investigate clearly why those hundreds appeared here.

And this task given to the meticulous, powerful, and absolutely trusted by Fang Qingyu, Su Wanqing.

Was the most suitable person for the job.

Fang Qingyu looked at Su Wanqing’s smile and nodded: "Be careful."

"Don’t worry." Su Wanqing smiled sweetly, carefully putting away the map with key information.

"You all do your best too! I’ll be waiting at the rear for your triumphant return with good news!"

Her gaze swept over Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

With that, Su Wanqing didn’t linger.

Surrounded by a flowing white light, she lightly tapped the icy surface with bare feet.

Her figure floated gracefully up, instantly blending into the vast snowstorm.

Watching Su Wanqing’s figure disappear into the snowstorm’s end.

Fang Qingyu withdrew his gaze.

Then he looked at Jiang Wei, who had been silently accompanying him.

Her flaming red hair like fire, highlighting her fair and beautiful profile.

Those ruby-like clear eyes were now quietly gazing at him.

Fang Qingyu’s lips curved into a faint arc.

The galaxy in his starry eyes slowly flowed, reflecting the snowstorm and her figure.

"Let’s go."

He said softly.

"Mm." Jiang Wei softly responded, the flame in her red pupils slightly brightening.

The two figures, one adorned with starlight, the other with red flame.

Once again transformed into a stream of light tearing through the snowstorm.

Rushing towards the Skeleton King Court in the North.

The snowstorm intensified.