Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

Su Zhan picked up a small stone and threw it at the iron barrel in the camp. Instantly, a crisp sound rang out in the camp, and the two slave traders woke up immediately.

"What's that noise?"

"Are those pigs causing trouble?"

"I'm going to check it out! If anyone dares to cause trouble, I'll give them a good beating!"

"Don't slap them! If you smudge them, they won't sell!"

The slave trader picked up his whip and headed deeper into the camp, leaving one slave trader behind to continue dozing off.

Upon seeing this, Su Zhan immediately drew his knife, crouched low, and reached out towards the remaining slave trader.

The slave trader fell asleep quickly, snoring loudly, completely unaware of Su Zhan's approach.

Su Zhan stealthily crept up behind the slave trader, covered his mouth with his hand, and swiftly slashed across him with his long sword.

"Pfft!"

A flash of blood streaked across the sky, and the slave trader's eyes widened in disbelief before he slowly collapsed.

He died without knowing what had happened, and then he was plunged into darkness.

Su Zhan cleanly and efficiently killed a slave trader and dragged him into the darkness.

Su Zhan then lay in ambush in the shadows, waiting for the slave trader from before to return.

Sure enough, the slave trader returned shortly afterward, muttering to himself.

"Damn it, staying up all night, you deserve a beating!" When the slave trader returned, he didn't see the one Su Zhan had killed and asked in bewilderment, "Huh? Where is he?"

The slave trader walked forward curiously, and Su Zhan, who was lying in ambush, suddenly launched an attack.

Su Zhan swept a gust of wind across the neck of the slave trader, but the slave trader reacted quickly and dodged it.

But Su Zhan's broadsword didn't stop. He unleashed another series of slashes, viciously hacking at the slave trader's wrist, abdomen, and throat.

A series of sharp, slicing sounds rang out, and the knife finally stopped at the slave trader's neck.

"Hehe..."

The slave trader's eyes widened, he clutched his neck, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then lay still.

Su Zhan didn't even glance at him, and walked straight into the camp.

Su Zhan acted swiftly and cleanly, so he didn't alert anyone else in the camp. After entering, he went straight to the slave trader leader's tent.

The slave trader leader was named Wang Hu. He was ruthless and cruel, and had tortured the slaves along the way. Su Zhan had long hated him to the bone. Now that he had a chance to take revenge, Su Zhan was determined to stab him a few more times!

Thinking to himself, Su Zhan continued walking forward. These slave traders were too lax; apart from the guards at the entrance, there was no one patrolling inside. This led Su Zhan directly to the entrance of Wang Hu's tent.

Su Zhan gripped his broadsword, ready to charge in, when he suddenly heard a commotion coming from inside the tent.

"Oh my, little beauty, you're so sexy!"

Wang Hu's voice came through, and Su Zhan frowned. He hadn't expected Wang Hu to still be awake. Since that was the case, there was no way to launch a sneak attack; he would have to confront him head-on!

He had already fought his way here, he couldn't leave empty-handed. Whether it was money or revenge, it was very important to Su Zhan. So Su Zhan took a deep breath and said: Let's do it!

A fierce glint flashed in Su Zhan's eyes. Without further hesitation, he abruptly lifted the curtain and thrust his long sword inside first.

The tent was filled with a decadent atmosphere. Wang Hu was chasing a grassland woman naked. The woman was initially shy, but when she saw Su Zhan, she suddenly became terrified.

Wang Hu was also surprised, and then he recognized Su Zhan.

"It's you!"

Wang Hu glanced at the long sword in Su Zhan's hand and sneered, "Good lad, I sold you too cheaply last time. This time, if you fall into my hands again, I'll definitely sell you for a good price!"

Su Zhan didn't waste any words with him. He gripped his broadsword tightly and unleashed a fierce slash, aiming straight for Wang Hu's face!

A flash of swordplay, and the entire tent was instantly filled with murderous intent.

At this moment, the grassland woman was stunned and stood there without reacting at all.

Wang Hu, as expected of the leader of the slave traders, reacted extremely quickly, suddenly rolling to the side.

Unfortunately, he had expended too much energy on the grassland woman, and his movements were somewhat slow, so he was unable to completely dodge Su Zhan's broadsword.

"Pfft!"

Su Zhan slashed directly into Wang Hu's left arm, the blade penetrating deep into the flesh, almost reaching the bone. Blood spurted out instantly, splattering onto the face of the stunned grassland woman, causing her to let out a piercing scream.

"ah--!"

The grassland woman ran out of the tent in a panic. Su Zhan wanted to kill her too, but this was a critical moment and he couldn't afford to be distracted. He had to deal with Wang Hu first.

"My hand!" At the same time, Wang Hu let out a scream: "You son of a bitch, how dare you hurt me!"

Su Zhan didn't answer him at all. Time was running out. The woman's screams must have attracted the attention of the slave traders nearby. He had to finish this quickly!

Su Zhan's eyes were as cold as frost, and his feet followed quickly. Taking advantage of Wang Hu's unsteady body due to the pain, Su Zhan flipped his wrist and the greatsword instantly changed from slashing to sweeping, which was the Wind-Sweeping Sweep from the Wind-Breaking Formation Blade!

The blade traced an arc, aiming straight for Wang Hu's neck; the target was clear: to take his head.

Wang Hu turned deathly pale with fright, the threat of death instantly unleashing astonishing power within him.

He used his intact right hand to push off the ground, his body leaping backward like a grasshopper, while his legs kicked wildly, trying to force Su Zhan back.

Su Zhan's blade grazed Wang Hu's throat before striking him hard on the calf. The sharp blade instantly sliced ​​through Wang Hu's clothes, leaving a deep gash on his calf.

"ah--!"

Wang Hu screamed again, but without stopping, he scrambled towards the corner of the tent, where his sword was hanging!

How could Su Zhan let him succeed? He took a step forward and charged forward. This time, he poured all his strength into his hand and unleashed a swift and powerful Thunder Strike with his longsword from bottom to top, the tip of the blade aimed straight at Wang Hu's back!

Wang Hu had already lunged into the corner, his fingers just touching the hilt of the knife when a deadly chill ran down his back. He didn't have time to draw his sword and could only fall to the side again.

"Sizzle!"

Although Su Zhan's broadsword failed to pierce Wang Hu's heart, it slashed open the flesh of his back, leaving a long, deep bloodstain running diagonally from his shoulder to his waist, so deep that the bone was visible. Blood gushed out, instantly staining Wang Hu's back red.

"ah--!"

Wang Hu let out a heart-wrenching scream. He had completely lost the ability to resist and was now convulsing in a pool of blood like a dying fish.

Su Zhan exuded murderous intent, holding a large sword in his hand, his eyes showing no emotion. He stomped hard on Wang Hu's back, the immense force causing Wang Hu to let out an even more piercing wail.

"This knife is for the suffering I've endured along the way, and for that kick you gave me back then!"

"No...no! Please spare me, sir! Ah..."

Han Cheng completely ignored Wang Hu's pleas for mercy. Without any hesitation, he swung his long sword straight at Wang Hu's neck and brought it down fiercely!

"Snap!"

The blade pierced the flesh, breaking bones and tendons.

Wang Hu's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt as a head, bearing an expression of resentment, rolled to the ground, instantly staining the tent crimson with blood.

Ignoring Wang Hu's corpse, Su Zhan immediately scanned the tent and instantly spotted the box containing the silver.

At that moment, a look of wild joy flashed in Su Zhan's eyes; this box was his target.

Su Zhan stepped forward and cleaved the lock on the box with a single stroke. Once inside, he found it completely filled with silver.

Without any hesitation, Su Zhan immediately closed the box, then carried it out of the tent and charged towards the outside.