Mason was speechless.
Luosong's head was almost splitting, and he quickly intervened to ease the situation: "Come on, what's the harm in trying? It's better to have it than not, right?"
He patted Mason's shoulder and comforted warmly, "Don't worry, when the time comes, you just go all out, and leave the rest to us."
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[On the day of the battle]
After two rounds of cannon fire, the sound of hooves followed closely.
Or rather, the sound of hooves had always been there, just obscured by ridges and masked by the closer sounds of the rebel light cavalry.
Aldame was so frustrated he gnashed his teeth—he had completely deduced the Rebels' setup, but it was already too late.
Having lost control over the two small hills on the west side, he lost the western battlefield's vision and failed to timely observe the Rebels' actions behind the hills.
The Rebels seized upon this gap, using the two small hills as cover to deliver a concealed hook punch to the Twelfth Legion.
