"You don't need to worry about this; I have my own plans."
Chen Sansi ordered, "Tell all the brothers to rest well tonight. Tomorrow, at 5 a.m., we continue our march!"
...
Agate River.
Great Village.
"Snap!"
"Useless trash!"
Prince Yu Wenxin had just finished reading the battle report from Fengshuang City and, in anger, smashed the table in front of him. "Fengshuang City is an important trading place for my barbarian tribes, just gone like that?!
"That Murong Chao and his men, who have fifteen thousand troops, the same as Chen's, how could they not hold out even for a day? Even just one day!
"Murong Chao aside,
"That Duan Zhe, actually took his men and ran away!
"What, not a bit of backbone?!"
"Haha~ With Chen Sansi's bravery, it's normal that a wine sack like Murong Chao couldn't stop him."
Yu Wenjing simply smiled, seemingly unsurprised. "My dear nephew, don't just lose your temper. Think about it, where do you think Hongze Camp is heading next?"
"This..."
