Weizhou Ambush

737 Weizhou Ambush

The next day, before dawn's first light had completely driven away the darkness, the teleportation array in the City Lord's residence began flashing with dazzling radiance.

Zhang Yanbang, Zhang Yanye, and Zhang Yantang stood before the teleportation array, their expressions solemn and resolute.

"Are you all ready?" Zhang Mingshu looked at his three grandsons, his eyes filled with reluctance and worry, though the Life Book within him foretold a smooth road ahead.

"We're ready, Grandfather!" the three answered in unison.

"Then set off." Zhang Mingshu drew a deep breath and waved his hand, activating the teleportation array.

A burst of light flashed, and the three vanished from the array in an instant. When they reappeared, they were already in the army camp on the front line, not far outside Weizhou City.

"Fourth Brother!" Zhang Yanbang spotted Zhang Yanqin at once and called out excitedly.

"Second Brother! You've come." Zhang Yanqin had been waiting there. Seeing them, he smiled in relief. "Come on, I'll take you to meet General Yan."

Zhang Yanqin warmly embraced several of his brothers, then led them through the camp to the gate tower of Weizhou City, where they paid their respects to Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing stood atop the city wall, gazing at the beacon fires and smoke within the city, his brows tightly furrowed as he pondered a way to break the enemy.

"Great General, my younger brothers have arrived." Zhang Yanqin entered the command tent and saluted Yan Tianxing.

"Oh?" Yan Tianxing turned around. When he saw Zhang Yanbang and the other two, a trace of approval flashed in his eyes. "Not bad. Young men of great promise."

"Thank you for your praise, General." Zhang Yanbang and the other two hurriedly saluted.

"No need for such ceremony." Yan Tianxing waved his