It was like purgatory. After all, not everyone possessed the formidable strength of Zhao Feng, who was capable of breaking down city gates single-handedly. He was truly an exception.
「Xianyang.」
Within the Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng stood before a map in the rear hall. With his hands clasped behind his back, he stared at Wu'an City with a grave expression.
"Pang Xuan's speed in returning to reinforce his position was much faster than I had anticipated," Ying Zheng said slowly.
"Wearied soldiers are not a concern," Yu Liao said with a smile. "Wu'an City is not a major military stronghold, either. The General will surely breach it. Once this battle is won and Pang Xuan is crushed, our forces can march directly on the Zhao Capital, Handan."
