Yelv Han's expression grew increasingly grim, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, yet he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, we must hold our ground!"
As he spoke, his tone paused slightly.
He took a deep breath to steady his emotions before continuing, "The Emperor's secret envoy arrived this morning, saying an envoy has already been sent to Western Xia."
"Although Empress Dowager Liang hasn't given a clear response, she surely understands the principle of 'with the lips gone, the teeth will be cold.'"
"We just need to keep dragging this out!"
"As long as Western Xia makes a move, these Song dogs will definitely retreat!"
"These people have such formidable fighting power."
"I reckon they must be the elite of the Great Song."
"They absolutely will not let Western Xia attack their rear!"
As he spoke the final words, perhaps to comfort himself, he repeated, "They certainly will!"
Seeing this, Xiao Woli La naturally fell into silence as well.
