Late at night, three huge campfires were lit in the valley. Since the valley was already exposed, there was no worry about being discovered. The campfire illuminated the valley entrance, and the Hook Tribe's armed personnel were racing against time to repair fortifications, sweating profusely. For survival and to protect their tribe and families, no one complained at all, everyone worked full force, not even mentioning rest.
Luo Zheng saw the army's morale was usable, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting around the campfire with Hook, chatting about the situation of the war, Lan Xue was present, Captain Li and core officers like Shadow were also there. Everyone spoke freely, expressing their opinions and solutions, while Hook continuously translated for his subordinates to widen their vision and understanding. Time slipped away unknowingly.
