Soon, Layman Yue flew over at top speed, his voice booming, "The Grand Princess, Cha Mo, and the others—they've all left!"
BOOM—
The news struck like a bolt from the blue, right into the command tent.
At that moment, the Silver Phoenix's body trembled, flames of rage erupting from her phoenix-like eyes.
She understood now.
'They were using a feint, putting on an act to cover the withdrawal of their main force.'
'And judging by the paths they took, they were almost certainly heading for Fang Yang's third army!'
In an instant, the Silver Phoenix pieced it all together. Her voice was a shriek. "Move out! Move out immediately and reinforce Fang Yang!"
Hearing her, Layman Yue looked as if he had been struck by lightning. His body convulsed, and he repeated her orders in a piercing tone.
It was urgent. Incredibly urgent.
The situation was more desperate than they could have ever imagined.
If things were really as they suspected, could Fang Yang and his men possibly hold on?!
