Soon, Tuoba Zhu led the cavalry of the first battalion safely through Shishan.
"General, the Prince and his men have already passed through." A personal soldier came to Tie Muer and reported.
"I think the Prince is overthinking it." The general who suggested the ambush earlier said.
"Perhaps he was spooked by the Chen Army these days." Tie Muer sighed and then said, "But it's not wrong to be cautious. Let the main army pass."
"Understood."
...
"Their main force has entered." Xia Zhining squatted behind a large stone, clutching the sword at her waist, speaking in a deep voice.
From afar, the cries of men and horses echoed, as imposing as a mountain, the flags blocking the sun, the cold glint of steel—although this Jin Xia Army had suffered successive defeats, their combat strength was still formidable.
