The sky is about to brighten again.

Jadefall Border Army’s number two figure who hadn’t sleep all night, temperament heavy like deep waters, Cheng Yu was still standing in front of the sand table, waiting for new military intelligence and thinking about the battle situation.

Right now, on the sand table in front of him, Jadefall East’s small flag’s positions were already entirely different from the previous day.

There were six small black flags crowded around the entrance of Mountain Sun Passage, these six armies clearly there to prevent Yunqin’s local military from breaking through on a large scale from this location.

Of the original seven small red flags, there were only five left. They were gathered in the intersecting region between treasure bowl hill region and Mountain Sun Path. Meanwhile, there were thirteen small black flags that already formed a half circular stance, the red and black sides clearly about to clash in a decisive battle.

Unknown as to what kind of difficult question he was thinking about, Cheng Yu’s brows furrowed, furrowing tighter and tighter.

The curtains into the camp were opened. The moment wind blew in, Cheng Yu’s face immediately revealed pleasant surprise and respect. He turned around, bowing respectfully...