He knows well that the Northern Barbarian army, cut off from supplies, will do everything it can to fight back fiercely. If they take Liangzhou City, all will be peaceful, but if not... amidst the supply crisis, hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry will crumble without a fight.
Even though he ordered the Beiliang Army to weaken a part of the Barbarian forces a few days ago, it can't change the overall situation.
The true decisive battle is approaching!
Wei Jinfeng has not rested for days, always stationed at the head of Liangzhou City. The blood stains on him from that night still linger, as he fought another battle with Wanyan Tianba.
Yet even with his full might, he couldn't kill the opponent.
The power of national fortune, he couldn't break through.
"Father."
Wei Wuque arrived at the head of Liangzhou City swiftly, dust-covered, and bowed in salute upon seeing Wei Jinfeng.
"How is the preparation going?"
Wei Jinfeng asked casually.
"It's ready."
"That's good."
