After Hu Lie was defeated at the palace gate, he led his rebel army out through the West City Gate and headed west.
Xu Zhongping led the Black Armor Army in pursuit, and they clashed several times along the way.
Hu Lie was not eager to fight, preferring to sacrifice troops and escape rather than engage in a decisive battle against the Black Armor Army.
"Great General, something's not right."
Song Yingzhong tightened the reins and halted his horse.
Both sides had just been through a skirmish, and now, as they passed by a stream, Xu Zhongping allowed the troops to rest for a moment, drink some water, and have a bite to eat.
Yun Chaomu asked, "Old Song, do you feel Hu Lie is fleeing too quickly?"
Song Yingzhong replied, "Their forces are twice ours, and their combat strength isn't too weak. With Hu Lie's nature, he shouldn't have retreated so easily."
Yun Chaomu nodded, "Indeed, not a bit of bloodlust; is this really Hu Lie? Could it be an impostor?"
