"In this battle, our five hundred Yanting troops killed over six hundred Zhao soldiers. And not a single one of our Yanting Secret Agents fell; they all withdrew safely," Zhang Ming reported excitedly.
Upon hearing this, a smile spread across Zhao Feng's face. "It seems Yanting's training has paid off."
"Indeed. A complete retreat, with no casualties." Zhao Feng was naturally very satisfied with this result.
"After all, the Yanting Secret Agents have been cultivated with countless of the Lord's resources, tempered with Bone Tempering Powder, and bestowed with a Martial Arts Skill. If they had suffered too many losses in this surprise attack, it would have been a great disappointment to the Lord's expectations," Zhang Ming said with a smile.
"Are Li Mu and Sima Shang settled?" Zhao Feng inquired.
"They have been taken to the stronghold and are under guard. They will be dealt with whenever Your Lordship is available," Zhang Ming replied respectfully.
