Upon hearing the urgent report from the border city in the Northern Border.
The formerly confident chief among the Three Clans immediately panicked.
At the Western Borders of the Chu State, Xiang Yan was holding firm, fending off the Qin Army's assault.
Naturally, they were unperturbed; as long as supplies lasted, that would suffice.
But the cities in the northern border of Chu State were under their defense and command; once the Northern Border was breached, it would bode ill for them.
"Speak, what has happened in the Northern Border?"
"Could it be that Qin has mobilized troops from the Northern Border?"
Zhao Wen, who had just been calm, immediately inquired aloud.
"Read it directly—what exactly happened?"
"Quick, read it." The other two shouted at once.
The assembled ministers all fixed their gaze upon him.
