Qinzhou, outside the East Gate of Wangshan City.
Xiao Liu, holding the dispatch he just received, hurriedly entered the temporary camp set up on the edge of the woods.
Inside the camp, He Buning was discussing various post-disaster affairs with the surviving officials of Wangshan City.
Seeing Xiao Liu, the voices of discussion among the crowd ceased.
"Lord Governor, Colonel, just received an urgent report, all departments of Yunzhou have counter-attacked, the line at Tianliang City has fallen!"
As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar.
Wangshan City had just suffered such a catastrophe, and now Tianliang City has also fallen. It's hard to believe this wasn't planned.
Although the Governor of Qinzhou, seated at the head, had a higher rank than He Buning, he could only look to He Buning at this moment, waiting for him to make a decision.
