As soon as Su Rong descended from the city wall, she saw Ning Ze below, gazing at the city gate trembling violently under the bombardment. He seemed flustered.
She called out to him, "Ning Ze."
Ning Ze turned around with bloodshot eyes, "Princess, it's too dangerous for you to go out and fight."
He feared for Su Rong's safety.
She placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, "Don't worry, I still want to live. You just focus on overseeing the backline."
Ning Ze gritted his teeth and nodded. He knew he would only be a burden if he went out to fight. His modest martial arts skills were not of any great use. Even Zhang Mao and Jiang Zhu were stronger than him. During the defense of Nanping City, he had been saved several times, and now he could only focus on what he did best.
He stomped his feet and then ran away immediately.
Ye Guixue quickly descended from the city wall and said to Su Rong, "Gather all the guards, we need to discuss our strategy quickly."
