After a moment of silence, Zhan Qi asked, "Great General, who is this new enemy?"
Instead of answering Zhan Qi directly, Feng Xiyan looked at Tuluo Cheng and asked, "Military Advisor Tuluo, what do you know about the Dizhu Tribe?"
The moment the question fell, Tuluo Cheng's expression turned grim. After thinking about it, his eyes flickered with realization.
"Great General, could it be that the new enemy is…?" He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone knew what he wanted to say.
Feng Xiyan nodded and said, "That's right. Our new enemy is the Dizhu Tribe."
Seeing the disbelief in Tuluo Cheng's face, Feng Xiyan continued, "When this general arrived here a few sichen ago, there was no one around. After searching the area, we only found bloodstains and torn clothes soaked in blood."
"Then… Great General, how do you know the Dizhu Tribe is our enemy?" Zhan Qi asked, confused.
