Cao Xiong was deep in thought, his fingers unconsciously tapping on the armor on his leg, producing a light "tap tap" sound.
The allied forces of two countries, clearly coming aggressively to attack Ling'an City, he had already prepared to defend Ling'an City to the death.
The city walls were now piled with various defense supplies, including logs, arrows, and tung oil, all readily available.
He also sought help from the court urgently, prepared to hold out until the reinforcements arrived.
Yet unexpectedly, Ala and Meng Country just retreated? Has this battle ended already?
"Impossible!"
Cao Xiong crossed his arms, stroking the stubble at his lips, his voice tinged with frustration.
"Since the two countries have allied, their cavalry is almost at the foot of Ling'an City, how could they suddenly turn around and run? There must be something fishy!"
The scout listened to his muttering, bowing his head, not daring to speak.
