Behind the desk, King Chong, Chu Yan, had a gloomy face, holding a letter from Lu Sheng in his hand.
The letter was almost wrung into a twist by Chu Yan.
After a long time, Chu Yan said dejectedly, "There are no reinforcements at all. The matter of reinforcements was something I deceived you about..."
"What?!"
Upon hearing this, the study was in uproar, faces showing shock. Although they didn't dare to say anything, in their hearts, they wished they could curse King Chong's mother.
With Lu Sheng's reinforcements, they could still fight.
Without them, they were certain to lose.
If we had known this, we would have run away long ago.
"Prince, without reinforcements, how can we withstand the Chen Army? Including logistics, there are less than five thousand troops in the city, certainly no match for the Chen Army," a general said destitutely, still with a trace of sobbing in his voice.
"Your Highness, why don't we surrender?" an official boldly suggested.
