Fu Qingyang gave Wanyan Batian a long, deep look, then turned and transformed into a streak of sword light, flying back to Summer's Edge City.
No words were needed. As a level-eight Mechanist, he had already understood the meaning behind Wanyan Batian's expression.
Descending from the city wall, Fu Qingyang looked around, summoned a Centurion directing civilian laborers to clean up the battlefield, and said coldly:
"Pass down my order. All first-rate experts and Grandmaster-level experts in the army are to assemble at the training ground."
Without waiting for the Centurion's acknowledgment, he transformed into sword light again and flew toward the barracks.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiahou Aotian and the others had gathered in the marshal's quarters. The teammates had just finished a hard-fought battle and were about to rest when soldiers sent by Fu Qingyang summoned them.
Seeing Fu Qingyang seated solemnly at the table, the five bewildered people exchanged glances before sitting down as well, their expressions turning grave.
Xiahou Aotian muttered:
"What's going on? I just saw a large force assembling at the training ground. Are you planning to leave the city and raid the enemy camp?"
Fu Qingyang got straight to the point. "I visited the Northern Dynasty camp. Tuoba Guanghe and the Great Gate Army aren't there."
Magic Eye and the others' expressions changed.
Zhao Chenghuang said in a low voice, "Tuoba Guanghe did not participate in the siege tonight."
Ling Jun raised his brows, realizing it. "Fuck, did he go after our home base?!"
Magic Eye sprang to his feet, fists clenched, and shouted:
"Fall back and defend the capital!"
"If anyone retreats, it will be me." Though Fu Qingyang's expression was grave, his voice remained calm and steady, his emotions composed, displaying the bearing of a great commander. "I'll lead