Duan Jiangwei's idea was direct and hit the mark precisely, but unfortunately, just as his words fell and the people at the scene began to act, a sudden order arrived from Fengyou Town.
"The Strategic Department has issued an order to attack. All regiments are required to move immediately and launch a full-scale offensive on western Yin City!" Lu Chuxue relayed the message she had just received.
Duan Jiangwei's breath caught. Why did Wang Chen's order have to arrive at this exact moment?
He frowned at the dozens of people on the ground. The members of the Duan Regiment had cautiously begun cutting away their frozen clothes. By the time the truth came to light, it would probably be too late...
"Minister Wang Chen's order is for all regiments to move immediately, with every member heading to the First Battlefield," Lu Chuxue reminded him softly.
"The Tianyang Regiment?" Duan Jiangwei asked.
"They're preparing to depart." Lu Chuxue answered respectfully. "It's a mandatory urgent order. And because General Chu Han launched his attack ahead of schedule, camps everywhere have begun moving early. The moment supplies are distributed, they must depart immediately. There can be no further delay."
"Understood." Duan Jiangwei sighed with some reluctance, then ordered his adjutant, "Take all the clothing cut off these people and gather the entire regiment. Prepare to depart."
"And these people?" the adjutant asked instinctively.
"Leave them to fate." Duan Jiangwei spoke with chilling coldness, not a trace of emotion in his eyes.
The dozens of people on the ground were critically injured and fighting for their lives. It was already a miracle that they had made it here. Even if they were taken along, the bumps and jolts of military travel would make treatment impossible.
Duan Jiangwei had no excess kindness to spare for