Zhou Lan still maintained her heroic and impressive demeanor, even though she was covered in blood, it couldn't hide her energetic, vigorous spirit.
At this moment, Zhou Lan was carefully taking care of her warhorse, for a cavalry, the warhorse was undoubtedly the most important partner on the battlefield.
Zhou Lan's warhorse had also been carefully raised by her for many years, their bond was incredibly deep.
Recently, they had faced life and death together, fought desperately among mountains of corpses and seas of blood, making their already deep relationship even more intense.
Yang Mingzhi came to Zhou Lan, gave a salute with fist and palm together, "General!"
Zhou Lan, while wiping the blood off the horse's back, turned to look at Yang Mingzhi and smiled, "I just received a military order from the main camp, the Marquis ordered us to advance east, to meet up with the Eastern Army, prepare yourself, tomorrow morning, we depart!"
