"Young master, it's bad news!"
Peng Sihai reported grimly, "News from the military camp says that over a hundred men have fled."
In fact, the number of deserters isn't accurate at all. After Lu Cheng's death, morale in the camp was unsettled, leading to chaos. Even the daily casualties from battles are hard to tally. Nobody knows exactly how many soldiers remain in the camp, just a rough estimate.
Now it's known that several tents are empty and a group of soldiers secretly fled together. The exact number of people who escaped is completely unclear.
That's certainly not a good sign. It must be curbed quickly, or there will be more deserters.
Zheng Chen raised his head with displeasure, "Have Lu Cheng send people to chase down the deserters, and kill them if necessary!"
Peng Sihai helplessly replied, "General Lu is already dead."
That day at the city gate, Lu Cheng was indeed injured. The truly fatal stab came quietly from Zhao Wu's back.
