Narrowing his eyes, the soldier tried to get a closer look. When he saw the Feng Army's flags, his eyes lit up.
Turning to the comrade beside him, he pointed at the approaching troops and said, "Brother, look over there!"
Following his gaze, the other soldier also saw the Feng Army's flags. Recognizing the man leading the small troops, he said, "Isn't that Vice General Ye from the support division? Why is he here?"
When the first soldier heard this, realization flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed excitedly, "They must be here to deliver supplies! Brother, I will go report to General Mo!"
Without waiting for a response, he rushed toward the garrison.
At the same time, seated on his warhorse, Ye Xiaofan looked at the tall city wall in the distance.
As sweat slid down his chin and soaked into his armor, he turned to the exhausted soldiers behind him and said, "Brothers, the city gate is already in sight. Let's pick up the pace so we can rest properly tonight."
