Northern Qi would’ve broken through Eastern Wu’s first line of defense if not for the old general’s sudden arrival. As it was, they could only face the new threat headon. Nan Xun wouldn’t give up until Eastern Wu paid for their atrocities. That was his promise to Jun Huang.

As he’d predicted, the vanguards ignored the old general’s advice and insisted on chasing after the Northern Qi army, falling right into Northern Qi’s trap. No one survived the ambush.

Eastern Wu might appear to have won on paper - exchanging three thousand lives for five thousand of their enemies, but the old general knew he was the one who lost. Nan Xun had a keen understanding of psychology. Both of them were competent leaders. Neither could get careless in their clash.

Nan Xun’s second in command took a swig of his wine and spat at the soil, gritting his teeth as he said, “Didn’t expect someone like the old general to be serving Eastern Wu. What a waste....