At the same time, on the day when the hundreds of thousands of troops from Yunding Mountain marched south,
on the other side, thousands of miles away, outside a discussion hall at the Beiliang Camp at the West Guanxi Daisan Pass, there was the sound of quick footsteps.
"Prince!"
"A letter has arrived from Jingguan City." The voice outside was low.
"Come in!" A majestic voice came from the King of Beiliang inside.
Changshi Yan Sun, responsible for receiving and presenting confidential reports, quickly walked in.
When Yan Sun entered, the hall was full of seated officers, Xiao Zhongtian and a group of his subordinates seemed to have been waiting for the letter, all eyes fixed on Yan Sun as he walked in.
"Reporting to the Prince, our men have sent word over thousands of miles. Over at Yunding Mountain, the army has already left Jingguan City and headed south."
