Upon hearing Zhu Ning's words, Yun Lintian hurriedly approached the table and examined the map. From the looks of it, there was a meager chance that Zhao Long's troops would encounter an enemy. It was clear that Yun Yi had planned an escape route for Zhao Long and the elite soldiers.
Yun Yi looked at Zhu Ning and bowed his head respectfully. "Please forgive me for my selfishness."
Zhu Ning hurriedly helped Yun Yi up and said. "What are you saying? I am nothing but an old man with one foot in the grave. Death means nothing to me. On the contrary, General, I feel sorry for you. You are still young."
Yun Yi took a deep breath and spoke solemnly. "I want to pave the way for the Second Prince. The Yun Dynasty may fall, but His Highness must survive."
Zhu Ning nodded solemnly. "Yes. As long as His Highness can survive this catastrophe, the Yun Dynasty will surely regain its glory."
