She was told not to act rashly, not to confront the opponent head-on, not to... In short, a whole pile of things was said.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was highly skeptical; was it her previous performance that was not brave enough or not ruthless enough that led them to think she was weak?
What she didn't know was that Vice General Lin was projecting the anxiety of an old father, worrying that no matter how formidable his daughter was, she might still get hurt, or face some accident. That's why he nagged on and on, until Cheng Xiaoxiao's ears could no longer endure it.
In the meantime, the troops had already assembled, including the lightly wounded, totaling three hundred and fifty-two people.
Thanks to the battle just now, twenty-something warhorses had been seized, bringing the total number to forty steeds. The Grassland Tribe's horses looked rather commendable.
