"Lord Chunho!"
Chunho turned to see Commander Woojin striding toward him, his usually composed expression marred by concern.
"Commander Woojin," Chunho acknowledged, his tone brisk. "What is it?"
Woojin glanced briefly at Yoon Doowon, his gaze sharp, before turning his full attention to Chunho. "Supreme Commander, the borders are under attack. Reports indicate that the enemy forces are strong and well-coordinated. They're pushing through our defenses faster than we anticipated. If they break through the final lines, they'll be upon Hwang and capital city by nightfall."
Chunho's eyes widened slightly, he sighed angrily as he crossed his arms.
"It can't be helped then.."
Commander Woojin continued, his voice grim. "We need your help, supreme commander. The men are holding, but their morale is wavering. If you can join us on the front lines, we might be able to turn the tide and push them back."
