"We have 800,000 elite armored troops, but we're unable to deploy them effectively,"
Tang Jian muttered softly.
"You're right..." Luo Yong nodded silently in agreement with Tang Jian's remarks, and then he looked at Tang Jian, who was clad in a Taoist robe and holding a White Feather Fan, and asked in a low voice, "So, in your opinion, what should we do next?"
"It's been a month, a whole month,"
"If we keep getting stuck outside Chenguan Prefecture by the Miao Family..."
"We can't even go and trouble the Miao Family of Chenguan Prefecture,"
"Let alone make them feel any sense of urgency,"
...
Luo Yong's words slowly resonated within the Commander's Tent.
And upon hearing these words,
Luo Qingshan couldn't help but slightly squint his eyes,
Apparently pondering how the Luo Family could breach the gates of Chenguan Prefecture.
Still situated beside the stove,
Warming himself and slowly waving his White Feather Fan, the great bluffer Tang Jian,
