"Wu Think Tank, what should we do now? Currently, I only have less than fifty thousand troops left, and this Wei City is nothing but ruins, with no defenses to rely on. Prince Pingxi will definitely counter-attack from Yong City. How should I defend against the enemy?"
The great fire in the city had already been put out by Jiang Xiaobai. Prince Zhen Nan stood in the military camp, looking at the thick smoke still drifting over the sky of Wei City, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. He had originally thought this battle could be a case of winning more with less, achieving a beautiful victory, but who would have expected such a painful price?
If Prince Pingxi were to lead his troops to attack, with his current forces, Prince Zhen Nan feared he would have no choice but to withdraw from Wei City. Looking at the ruins and the billowing dust before him, Prince Zhen Nan was filled with countless emotions. Is such a Wei City the one he needs?
Evidently not.
