Evening.
The enemy army pressed close.
Standing atop the hastily repaired high wall, Zhuo Hu peered into the distance through a telescope.
The vanguard of the Zhu Rong Department had arrived. Nearly two thousand soldiers had set up a temporary camp on the other side of the horizon.
At a glance, the dense mass of tents made one's scalp crawl. Even someone as bold as Zhuo Hu wore an unusually grave expression.
When all was said and done, he was merely the leader of a surface camp. When had he ever experienced a war involving more than a thousand soldiers?
Fortunately, communications were convenient nowadays. Once Golden Fire Camp reported the situation, it could receive tactical guidance from Lengguang Base.
That kept Zhuo Hu from losing his composure and fighting blindly.
At that moment.
Inside the Zhu Rong Department's military camp.
After taking a long detour to finally reunite with the main army, Shen Qianli, who had arrived here, was reporting the situation to Zhang Yugu.
"Department Head, we've reached the vicinity of Golden Fire Camp."
"At present, besides me, Mister Wang Mozhi and Lin Miao are also in the camp."
"We have four mecha available, and nearly two thousand personnel who can be committed to battle."
On the screen, Zhang Yugu nodded.
"For now, the higher-ups haven't made a definite decision regarding this matter."
"Although the Gong Gong Department and Houtu Branch are both on our side, today the Xuanming Branch and Tianhao Department are also voicing their support for the Gou Mang Department."
"That is precisely why Mr. Gao hasn't issued any clear orders for the time being. In the end, I think Mr. Gao can only make a verbal appeal."
"He wouldn't dare actually order the Gou Mang Department to withdraw its troops. After all, the Gou