Fang Dongming fell into a long silence before uttering, "Can I… meet your commander?" He revealed a self-mockery smile as he spoke, "One million troops, buried in this mountain… at least…I have to know who exactly defeated us, don't I?"
The young general from Great Xia thought for a moment and then nodded, "May I ask who you are?" he asked.
"I am Fang Dongming! I am the head general here." A hint of humiliation flashed through Fang Dongming's eyes.
The defeat was thorough, even to the point where the enemy didn't even know who he was…it was a sad joke. Even now, Fang Dongming still felt like he was in a dream. He still couldn't believe that the army of one million he was leading lost without even fighting.
"So, it's General Fang. I've heard of you. Please wait for a moment." Saying so, the young general from the Great Xia immediately ordered someone to summon Zhang Rong. Then he added, "However, these men... must surrender their weapons immediately."
