Midnight, the Jibei Army indeed launched the third round of attacks on the city.
The sound of drums was thunderous, the killing cries shook the heavens.
A blaze illuminated the city building of Nanping City.
Zhou Gu stood on the mountaintop, speaking to Su Rong, "I'll go with Ziye, leaving Fen Ling behind to protect you. Tonight's Nanping City is the real danger, there's no other way, we can only resist."
"There is, you take Fen Ling with you, he had brought a big bag of poison powder when he left the capital, deadly upon touch." Su Rong's gaze was icy as she looked at the thick smoke and flames in Nanping City, "Who cares if they are soldiers of Daliang, if they fight against their own people with swords, they deserve to die."
She added, "Especially Zhang Cheng, Zhang Yun."
Zhou Gu turned his head to look at her, saying after a while, "Okay, then I'll leave Ziye behind."
"There's no need, just leave a few undercover guards."
