Gu Jin was unconscious for nearly two days.
Fortunately, he had already arranged everything, allowing the entire Song Army to carry out his strategies methodically.
He was indeed too tired.
The kind of mental and physical exhaustion he endured was something an ordinary person could not withstand.
To persevere, he relied solely on his unparalleled willpower.
Only until this moment—
News from Gubeikou Gate and Juyong Pass began to spread gradually.
...
Liao, main camp of the Liao Army.
Wang Yingchen's face was as gloomy as water, his fingers tightly clutching the emergency military report just delivered, stained with the aura of war flames, his knuckles turning white from the force.
Gubeikou Gate has fallen! Juyong Pass has been breached!
For him, this was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.
The tent was deathly silent, and all the generals and advisors held their breath, not daring to look at the Chancellor's terrible expression.
The air was thick with oppression and panic.
