The urgent reports echoed throughout the large tent.
Emperor Tianwu's expression immediately became extremely tense.
Zhang Luan, Song Chenxing, Jian Chengfeng, and others hurriedly rushed in.
"What's going on?" Emperor Tianwu asked.
Song Chenxing's expression was grave, "It seems the Chongshan Army inside the city is fully mobilizing!"
"Not good!" Zhang Luan's face changed dramatically, "Quick, order the entire army to prepare for battle!"
They had stationed many night watch soldiers tonight and dispatched numerous scouts, but having just arrived today after continuous marching, many soldiers were already exhausted, so most of them were sleeping peacefully tonight.
"Quick! Why are you still standing there? They are going to engage us in a decisive battle!"
Yet none moved; they all looked towards Emperor Tianwu.
There was no other way; Emperor Tianwu was their lord, and although Zhang Luan held a high position, it wasn't enough to take decisions on behalf of Emperor Tianwu.
