Finally, they broke through the encirclement and rushed out of the temple.
Under the cover of night, they ran towards the small road outside the city.
Behind them, the shouts of the pursuers grew fainter and fainter, eventually disappearing into the night.
A group of several hundred strong and capable sailors, each one physically robust.
Those who are good at swimming are the elites carefully selected by Tu Rong.
They followed Tu Rong and, under the cover of night, quietly left Java.
They set sail towards Shannan Prefecture.
On the sea, starlight twinkles and waves rise and fall.
The fleet braved the winds and waves, sailing towards new hope.
The dilapidated palace was filled with a suffocatingly low atmosphere.
The King of Java reclines on a jewel-encrusted golden throne.
His face was flabby, and his small eyes burned with rage.
He slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.
The surrounding servants were so frightened that they trembled and dared not utter a sound.
"What a bunch of useless trash! You can't even catch hundreds of traitors. What use are you to me!"
The king's roar echoed through the palace, like that of an enraged beast.
A guard knelt on the ground, trembling with fear.
His body trembled as he stammered, explaining:
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger... those... those traitors... seem... seem to be... led by General Tu Rong..."
"Tu Rong?!"
The king suddenly stood up from his seat.
His obese body trembled, and the fat on his face jiggled along with it.
"That damned traitor! How dare he betray me and side with that Lu Yan!"
"I want him to be torn to pieces!"
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