"Rest well first. We're going to fight, but there's no rush to send out the troops immediately," Bai Qingyan finished speaking, and Wei Zhong left the courtyard with the servants carrying the sedan chair. "Go back and rest for a while."
After last night's battle, Bai Qingjue and the soldiers traveled day and night to get here, and going into combat now, tired and weary, might not end in victory.
It's better to let the soldiers eat and drink well and rest for half a day. When night falls, we can suddenly launch an attack on the Xiping army. Right now, the Zhou soldiers are filled with anger and boiling with blood for revenge, naturally brimming with fighting spirit.
Bai Qingjue rushed over as fast as he could upon hearing his eldest sister was attacked. Seeing her arm and leg injured, along with some superficial wounds, he sighed in relief, though his heart was still burning with anger.
