The first day of the battle had ended.
'Am I already so old?'
General Duan thought of his sons and shook his head. His sons were much older than Long Qian Xing, but their achievements couldn't be compared to this young man at all.
People were indeed different.
Bang!
"Father, why did you not continue the battle until the night? If we continue, we might be able to finish them off!" Young Commander Duan barged in, not understanding why his father would stop the battle as the gong sounded.
The two armies both retreated as if they had a tacit agreement that the battle will only occur during the days.
"The night battle will only cause us to be at disadvantage." General Duan looked at his son. "Don't you already notice it too?"
Young Commander Duan's face flushed. "But it's still…"
