"Go and inform all the generals and strategists to come to the next tent for a meeting in fifteen minutes," Rong Rui said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Your Highness." Chen Jian withdrew.
Tianmo Kingdom's army camp.
"Your Highness, why are we suddenly retreating? We're about to push into the defensive line," said General Li, the straightforward man standing second from the left.
Mo Beichen sat in the chair without saying a word.
Seeing this, the strategist walked to the center, clasped his hands and begged for forgiveness, "Your Highness, please forgive me. It was my incompetence that I failed to notice in time. If it weren't for you, our army would have suffered heavy losses today."
Mo Beichen gave him a cold look. "You're incompetent."
The strategist noticed that Mo Beichen was angry and hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy.
"What...what's going on? Is there an ambush?" another general asked, puzzled.
Seeing that Mo Beichen had no intention of speaking, the strategist said guiltily, "I only wanted to take back the city. It was Your Highness who first noticed something was wrong. Although the Tianlang Kingdom is fighting with us, it is also luring us step by step into the interior of the defensive line. I guess there is an ambush inside the defensive line."
The general didn't believe it. "How could that be? The terrain over there is flat, and you can see everything at a glance. How could there be an ambush?"
"Yes, the third line of defense. I oversaw its construction. No one knows the terrain there better than me, so there's definitely no ambush."
Seeing that they were arguing, Mo Beichen coughed, and everyone immediately held their breath.
Mo Beichen's icy voice rang out, "There was indeed no ambush, but there was a sleeping potion."
"Drugs? How could that be? We didn't feel anything at all, nothing happened."
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