"Captain Xu, the current situation is very urgent. The Grand General at the frontier cannot enter, and our supplies are running low. If this continues, our army will collapse without even being attacked," said a man in his thirties, with a scar on his face. This was General Zhao Zhuo from the army.
"Hmm, I know, but the current problem is that Director Gu is still in enemy hands. Without Ancient Celestial Dragon's command, the soldiers' morale is greatly diminished, and even if we go to war, we have no confidence,"
said an elder, whose beard was a little white, as he paced back and forth helplessly.
"Then Captain Xu, what should we do next?" Zhao Zhuo asked.
"Well, we need to come up with a foolproof plan. Otherwise, if we fail to rescue the General of the Ancient Celestial Dragon National Defense Army, we'll only harm him," Captain Xu said, still calm and thorough in his thinking.
