The arrival of Ah Jiu greatly boosted the morale of Bei camp. The city, which had resisted repeated sieges, finally broke its stalemate: the gates were breached.
Entering Lan City, just two hundred miles ahead lay Shu Prefectural City. Back in the day, he and Wufu had engaged in a stone gambling match within it; yet time flies, and things change.
"While the morale is at its peak, do not stop. Rest for a day and continue the assault." Ah Jiu looked coldly at the generals.
"Yes."
Ah Jiu waved his hand, dismissing the crowd. Yuan Ye stepped forward and said, "My lord, please relocate to the City Lord's mansion for recuperation."
He observed Ah Jiu's sunken cheeks, bloodshot eyes, and the unkempt beard which hadn't been attended to for a long time, causing a stab of pain in his heart.
