"Calling for help?" Zhao Yun lifted a brow and asked.
"That's the only possibility." Fa Zheng replied helplessly, "Neither Kongming nor Sheni Zhengnan would do so without necessity. I'm not good at guessing these things, so I can only assume that it's the other party calling for help."
"Then should we accelerate our march?" Zhao Yun asked cautiously. Honestly, due to the extraordinary mobility of the White Horse Soldiers, Zhao Yun himself was already out of sync with the rear army. If they continued to accelerate, the rear army would probably not arrive before the battle concluded.
"Sometimes the value of reinforcements isn't in saving people but in boosting the morale of a defeated army. As long as we can reach them, it serves as a deterrent to the Huns. Besides, we ourselves aren't under much pressure." Fa Zheng pondered for a moment before deciding to press forward with a swift assault.
