C382 The next Day

"Young master, General Zhang Liao has returned to the camp."

Without Pang Yu's report, a light Horseshoe came from afar.

I let out a breath into the hot sun.

Zhang Liao had already dismounted from his horse: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Is it going well?" I asked, looking up.

"Yes." He nodded, "The rebel army did not stop this subordinate