"Can't you see it?"
Tang Jian turned his head and looked at Luo Yong next to him, who wore a puzzled expression.
But soon, he remembered.
Apparently, fortune was something only he could see.
The Luo Yong by his side couldn't see it.
"Brother Luo, there's quite a difference between East Earth Town and Huangqu Town. How about we prepare some more?"
"Wait until the troops are well-rested and then choose to attack?"
Tang Jian, wielding the white feather fan in his hand, spoke calmly.
"Alright then..."
Luo Yong nodded, then went back to sitting in the main seat.
The generals inside the tent dispersed from the commander's camp one after another.
They gradually started to prepare for the various matters preceding the assault on East Earth Town.
...
In the blink of an eye, another day had passed.
Luo Yong, stationed outside East Earth Town, was still making preparations before the siege.
Meanwhile, inside the Luo Family Ancestral Land in Qingshi Town.
