Just as Cao Xiong was tormented to the brink of a mental breakdown and was ready to quit, inside the Turkic tent, the flickering candlelight illuminated Ashina Khan's resolute and profound face.
The tent's curtain hung low, shielding the outside spring breeze and clamor, leaving only a tranquility and strategic planning befitting the overlord of the grasslands.
Ashina sat upright on a throne made of tiger skin, his eyes sharp as he glanced at General Alpi and Princess Yujia below.
His voice was steady and powerful, carrying an undeniable authority.
"Alpi, your unit has been harassing and probing Yong'an City for a month now. Has any of your subordinates seen again that legendary expert who uses peanuts as a weapon?"
Alpi was a renowned brave warrior on the Turkic grassland. His robust figure and the scars on his armor recorded his numerous battles and glory.
Upon hearing this, Alpi frowned slightly, showing a hint of confusion.
