Wang Canjun responded and left.
Zhang Tao glanced one last time in the direction of Wannian City before lowering the tent flap.
Inside the tent, the torches continued to crackle and burn.
On that huge cowhide map, a small black flag, like a venomous snake, was coiled between Wannian City and the entrance to Ziwu Valley.
The small red flag representing their side stood alone in the open ground, with no support in front or behind.
This game has reached the middle stage.
Zhang Tao sat back in the main seat, picked up the tea that had long since gone cold, and drank it all in one gulp.
The tea is bitter, but my heart is even more bitter.
But he cannot fall.
The lives and fortunes of these 20,000 soldiers, and the honor and survival of the Henan army, all rested on his shoulders.
"Send orders to all camps," he finally instructed his personal guards, "I will personally inspect the camps tonight."
Amid the clanging of armor, Zhang Tao rose again, strode out of the central command tent, and disappeared into the lights and darkness of the camp.
......
South of Wannian City, Yang Chao's camp.
Before the joy of victory had completely faded, Yang Chao was plunged into new anxieties.
The power of the firearms shocked him and made him even more wary of Zhao Muyun.
That earth-shattering explosion and those thick, unquenchable flames—if used against oneself…
“General, Zhang Tao has fortified his position with deep trenches and high walls, adopting a defensive posture. It seems he is afraid,” Yang Hong said. “But our supplies are running low, and a prolonged stalemate would be disadvantageous. Should we follow General Zhao’s advice and wait for an opportunity to move towards Henan to seek sustenance from the enemy?”
Yang Chao pondered, "Henan is Zhang Tao and Li Jingang's territory, and they are unfamiliar with the area."
"Zhao Muyun sent us there, probably intending for us to fight Li Jingang's main force to a standstill. He promised to provide more supplies of food, weapons, and especially firearms, but so far only this little bit has arrived..."
As he hesitated, his personal guard suddenly rushed into the tent, his voice trembling with excitement: "My lord! My lord! The commander... the commander has arrived!"
What?
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