The Five Army Camp had no more merits to earn, but they couldn't just do nothing.
Just as he returned to the camp, a low-level military officer suddenly rushed over:
"Commander, the Heir of Prince Heng couldn't withstand the torture and confessed quite a bit."
What? He couldn't hold out and confessed already? Yuan Feng's expression turned strange.
The Qingzhou Army was defeated, you surrendered...
"Bring it here for me to see," even though he felt it might not be significant, Yuan Feng still curiously took the confession of Xu Zudi and quickly skimmed through it.
Then, people around noticed that their Commander suddenly froze, staring intently at certain parts of the confession, unmoving.
"Not good, Mr. Zhao is in danger!" Yuan Feng's face changed, and he urgently looked up: "Quick, retrieve Mr. Zhao!"
...
...
"Prince?" Inside the Qingzhou Army's main camp, a servant left behind in the rear camp was surprised to see Prince Heng rushing over from the front.
