The beacon fire was quickly ignited, and the sentry suddenly pulled out an amplification talisman and shouted towards the camp.
The soldiers from the side camp were immediately mobilized, one beacon after another was lit, and one amplification talisman after another was thrown into the sky.
They rushed to find their weapons and then hurriedly assembled.
"What's the situation, how many troops are here?!"
General Peng Yule, guarding the granary, walked out of the command tent in terror and asked the orderly kneeling on one knee before him.
"General Peng, according to the frontline report, there is a large mass of iron cavalry from the east, estimated to be no less than eight thousand!"
The orderly's face showed signs of collapse.
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, Peng Yule felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, making him shiver to the core.
