AhJing stood behind Yan Xun, his heart about to leap out from his chest as he muttered in his soul, Your Majesty, we are in their territory, could you speak one or two sentences less?
The battle raged on. By midnight, the Quan Rong army broke through from the northwest. Zhuge Yue and Yan Xun began their crazed chase again. After chasing for a good four hours, Yan Xun's left shoulder was shot by an arrow again, while Zhuge Yue was hurt on his shoulder too. At this very moment, there was a rolling of horses' hooves from the southwestern. Before they could send scouts out, the intruding group had already begun fighting with the Quan Rong people.