They didn't know how long it would take, as each passing second felt like an eternity. Their backs were drenched in sweat, and their nerves were tense.
While they were waiting, Gao Yan had already received the report and was currently fighting against the Tatar soldiers. As dawn arrived, the Tatars had lost half of their soldiers and could only retreat.
At the same time, the Tartar soldiers who went to attack the villages were intercepted by Lei Fu. Caught off guard, the Tatars were almost wiped out by his soldiers.
Suffering a crushing defeat, the Tartar could only retreat. They thought the situation was already bad enough. But when they returned to the camp, they realized that their supplies were gone.
"Damn it! They actually stole our grain!" the Tatar Commander shouted in rage.
When he saw the kneeling soldiers, he kicked them. "Useless!"
