In the military camp of the North Border, a messenger ran in flustered and said to Pang Yuande, "General, this is bad! The Golden Khanate's army of more than a hundred thousand has advanced to the front lines, and the Vanguard Camp can no longer hold them off!"
At this moment, there was not a hint of panic on Pang Yuande's face. He said faintly, "If they can't hold them off, what's the use of holding? To die for nothing?"
The messenger was stunned. How could the Great General say something like this?
Pang Yuande snorted coldly and continued, "The external threats have not been completely eliminated yet, and now the Imperial Court has put all its efforts into fighting amongst ourselves. What's the meaning of this?
Now that the defense line of the North Border is empty, the Golden Khanate has come knocking on our door. With what shall we resist? Are we supposed to fill the gaps with human lives?