C617 Zhang Liang's Plan

At the Loong family's military camp, a sense of urgency filled the air.

"Report!" a voice called out.

"Enter!" Dung Xiuxian commanded, his brow furrowed in concern. It was late—too late for good news.

"Marshal, our rear guard has been ambushed by the enemy. The losses are devastating," the soldier delivered the grim news.

"What?! An ambush? Again?!" Dung Xiuxian's heart skipped a beat