Urgent reports rang through the command tent one after another.
Emperor Tianwu's expression instantly turned incomparably tense.
Zhang Luan, Song Chenxing, Jian Chengfeng, and the others all hurried over.
"What is going on?" Emperor Tianwu asked.
Song Chenxing's expression was grave. "The Chongshan Army inside the city seems to have mobilized in full force!"
"Not good!" Zhang Luan's face changed drastically. "Quick, pass down the order—the whole army is to prepare for battle!"
Tonight, they had deployed quite a few soldiers to keep watch and had also sent out many scouts, but they had only just arrived today. After marching for days on end, many soldiers had long since been exhausted, so most of the troops were sleeping peacefully tonight.
"Quick! What are you still standing there for? They're trying to fight us in a decisive battle!"
However, no one moved. All of them looked toward Emperor Tianwu.
There was nothing they could do about it. Emperor Tianwu was their lord. Although Zhang Luan's status was high, it was still not high enough for him to make decisions in Emperor Tianwu's stead.
Emperor Tianwu had no time to care about anything else and immediately said, "Pass down the order. Command all soldiers to equip themselves and prepare for battle."
In truth, even without Emperor Tianwu giving the order, many soldiers had already been jolted awake by all the commotion.
One Great Liang soldier after another was startled awake from sleep, reflexively grabbing their weapons and rushing out of their tents.
Of course, this was the reaction of elite soldiers. Great Liang only had a hundred thousand elite soldiers; the rest were ordinary soldiers who had been on the battlefield before, and their reactions were a little slower.
In truth, whether their reactions were fast or slow no longer mattered.
Because