However, this confidence did not last for long.
In less than half an hour, a messenger ran over in a panic. His face was ashen white, as he said, "General, it’s bad. The enemy reinforcements are in the city!"
"What?"
Caogui freaked out; his body trembled, and he nearly lost his footing.
He instantly dashed up and grabbed the collar of the messenger. He scolded, "Bullsh*t. The city gate has two thousand troops defending it, how could it fall so fast? I’ll kill you for faking military intel!" As he spoke, he wanted to pull out the sword at his waist.
Caogui’s actions left the poor messenger petrified. His neck was restrained, so he could not breathe. He felt a shiver run down his spine; this time, he was dead.
"General, general!"
Luckily, a guard rushed over and saved the messenger.
These words alerted Caogui, and he came to his senses. He tried to calm himself down. With a slightly shivering voice, he asked, "How was the city gate broken?"
