C300 Relieving enclosure(3)

Duan Chengze hurriedly left the headquarters, the night wind that carried a chill on his body trembled uncontrollably. The aide led the guards and brought their horses over, and then, looking at his pale face, he asked with concern: "Vice military commander, your complexion isn't too good, are you alright?"

Duan Chengze wiped the sweat off his forehead