Another day, a letter arrived, and Li Guanyi set down his battle halberd to read the contents.
"Chen Country's troops are restrained, besieging Yue Qianfeng, Tuyuhun stirs, moving to invade South Chen, extending the battle line, the Dangxiang people and Tuyuhun share a bitter enmity, according to your plan, what should be done at this moment?"
When Changsun Wuchou read this letter, his pupils constricted.
This exchange was no longer about hypothetical situations.
This was the situation in the Western Regions at this moment!
In the tranquil Guan Yi City, far from where people had begun enjoying the cooler weather, the Tuyuhun was mobilizing troops southwards to invade Chen Country's flat inland plains and transform their granaries into their pastures, with the ferocious enmity of the Dangxiang people barely contained.
Ying Country's famous general was balancing the Turkic.
The Seventh Prince of the Turkic had suddenly left the center of the grasslands, his whereabouts unknown.