Li Shuhu remained silent, his brow furrowed, filled with worry.
Without the support from Qian Country, it means Liangzhou is isolated.
Even though over the years, his father's command has gathered some loyalists from the Jianghu, including some Third Grade and Second Grade experts, they ultimately cannot withstand the Barbarian Lion Army, which boasts two grandmasters.
Though his father strategizes adeptly and his elder brother has trained the light cavalry, Liangzhou lacks a grandmaster.
And grandmasters on the battlefield definitely have the power to change the tide of battle!
"Worried about Liangzhou?"
Chen Tang noticed Li Shuhu's unusual expression and asked.
Li Shuhu sighed, "The alien race from the barbarian land worships beasts as totems, inherently cruel and bloodthirsty. Whenever they reach a city, if there's any resistance, they will massacre the city, burning, killing, and looting. Once Liangzhou falls, many will surely perish."
