Zhongzhou City. City Lord's Mansion.
Fierce Tiger General Xu Da sat high upon the commander's chair, listening as his subordinate generals reported on the war situation and enemy movements.
"Red Demon General Cai Yong leads fifty thousand Panshi troops in a fierce assault against our left flank. Their offensive is like the tide, unceasing day and night. The left wall is fractured and unmaintainable; I fear the left city wall cannot last much longer."
"The Flying General leads the twenty thousand Fierce Tiger troops under his command in a fierce assault against our right flank. They come and go without a trace, and aided by divine artifacts such as the Lu Ban Chariot, our losses are heavy and the walls show numerous cracks and grooves. Whenever anyone goes to maintain and patch them, they are shot with sharp arrows; I fear the city wall cannot last much longer either."
"Flying General Li Mingyuan leads thirty thousand elite cavalry in a scorched-earth strategy, making Zhongzhou City a truly isolated city."
Xu Da frowned deeply. Clearly, the news reported by the generals could hardly be considered good.
Moreover, the situation was already quite severe. Should Zhongzhou fall, the Peacock Iron Cavalry could drive straight in across flat terrain, leaving no natural barriers to block them and no strongholds to defend, all the way to the emperor's feet at Tiandu.
"The Lu Ban Chariot." Xu Da raised his eyes to scan the room, speaking aloud, "Don't we also have them? Why aren't they distributed to the various armies for use?"
"The general is unaware," Armaments Camp manager Hu Qing stepped forward to report. "When the Old Duke was here, he maintained a close relationship with the Gongshu Clan, and the clan wholeheartedly assisted our army in manufacturing military equipment, dispatching personnel to guide