The showdown continues...
A moment later.
"Sir!"
"Retreat!"
Sick Tiger's eyes were blood-red, squeezing out the words through clenched teeth.
The situation had come to this, with a heart set on defeating the enemy, yet lacking the strength to do so, he had no choice but to order a retreat.
The commander's order was immediately relayed down, spreading layer by layer.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
"Break the flag! Destroy the drum!"
Yang Xu led his men, fiercely charging towards the command post, cutting down the flag and destroying the drum.
The flag is the army's eye, the drum is the army's ear, the general is the army's heart.
Acting as one eye, one ear, one heart, what enemy can't be killed? What glory can't be achieved?
Blinded, deaf, and chaotic in heart.
Should advance but don't, should retreat but don't, should sit but don't, should rise but don't, should gather but don't, should suppress but don't.
