The hour has passed into the Xu period.
On the guard tower outside the Jin Xia Central Army Tent, Tie Muer held up the Thousand-Mile Mirror, gazing toward the distant Chen Army camp, and said to Yelv Nuku below the guard tower, "Are you ready?"
Under the firelight, Yelv Nuku's expression was particularly grim as he replied, "The orders have been given."
"Good, remember firmly, just keep harassing them in turns, do not launch a reckless attack, make the best use of our cavalry's mobility," said Tie Muer.
Yelv Nuku nodded.
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On the bed, the two of them slept in their clothes. Anticipating a tough battle the next day, Chen Mo naturally couldn't keep indulging indefinitely, so he eventually stopped.
Thud, thud, thud—
At that moment, the ground started to tremble.
Still unaware, Zhi Ning thought Chen Mo was teasing her, grabbed his mischief-making hand, and said, "Enough, that's enough."
Chen Mo's face turned dark as he patted her hand, saying, "It's not me, be quiet."
