Zhu Qizhen donned the Emperor's Armor, with a Treasure Sword at his waist. His appearance was remarkably spirited, possessing a handsome visage.
"Your Majesty!"
Wang Zhen rushed to Zhu Qizhen with a joyful expression.
"What brings you here, Wang Dabian?"
Zhu Qizhen was puzzled. Although the Wala army had agreed to let the Great Ming withdraw troops, they still eyed them like tigers, not yet lifting their siege. No one could tell if these barbarians would cause trouble during the withdrawal. He had already discussed this with some of the civil and military officials.
Though withdrawing the troops was a risky move, remaining here until both men and horses were exhausted, leaving them too weak to fight, would make breaking out of the siege nearly impossible.
