"We won, we won."
"They couldn't even get close to our walls; they were all driven back."
"The general is truly a deity."
"..."
The garrison on the walls watched as the enemy fled in disarray, not daring to look back, their hearts filled with immense excitement and increased respect for Chen Mo.
Even if a mountain collapsed in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, as if everything was within his grasp.
"Mighty general!"
"Mighty general!"
"Mighty general!"
Gao Zheng was the first to shout, leading the way, then all the soldiers joined in, their voices resounding to the heavens.
With such a leader, how could this battle not be victorious?
Their morale soared, and the worries they had due to the disparity in numbers significantly diminished.
Chen Mo's expression remained steady, but seeing the alliance army flee in panic stirred a ripple deep within his heart, which he quickly buried.
