The general was just pondering when he saw distant scouts flying back hurriedly.
"Grand Marshal, a hundred miles away, the mouse horde, the mouse horde is coming again!"
"What!" The general was shocked, unable to fathom the mouse horde's return would be so swift.
"How much fire oil and Burning Star Talismans are left in the city?" A Little Flag Master on the city wall immediately inquired.
"Sir, not much at all..." An official responsible for inventory hastily replied.
The shortage of fire oil and talisman paper meant they couldn't set up a fire attack on the same scale as before, making it difficult to drive away the mouse horde again!
Grand Marshal Hu Xuzhi's eyes flickered as he gazed into the dim distance, seemingly searching for the figure of some Great Demon!
Who on earth is the divine figure controlling all this from the shadows.
He slowly raised his hand, about to order the entire army to leave the city and eradicate the mice.
