Bang!
Lu Yang arrived at the main tent early and heard the sound of someone slapping the table, followed by Jiang Yuanlong's angry roar.
"Thirty-eight days, dragged on for thirty-eight days. You bunch of fools, now that the Dajue Temple has come up on its own, are you all happy?"
"Lord Jiang, why the rush? The Dajue Temple hasn't arrived yet, has it? We have 180,000 soldiers. At worst, let's first give up Hongguan, avoid the fierce attack, and then regroup at night to take it back, isn't that doable?"
"It's easy for you to say. Are you going to lead the vanguard from Bashang for the counterattack tomorrow night?"
"Hongguan is Jiangxia's territory, why should I, from Bashang, lead the vanguard?"
"You..."
"Lord Jiang, the urgent task is to withdraw the troops. There's only two hours of daylight; the Dajue Temple can't go far. As long as we retreat to a safe area, it will be fine. Brother Xiang makes sense; let's first give up Hongguan and take it back at night."
