The Deer Gate Marquis gritted his teeth and used Tongue Blossoms Thunder. "Soldiers, do not panic! Once we repel the barbarians, we will change course for Ganzhou, spend a day regrouping, then resume our advance!"
Fang Yun nodded. The Deer Gate Marquis was no fool; he had already realized that the barbarians would keep launching surprise attacks. Rather than stubbornly march according to their original plan, they were better off resting in a nearby city, then contacting the King of Chu and the court ministers through the Temple of Sages to discuss a better plan-or waiting for reinforcements.
After days of marching and fighting, the soldiers had grown listless. Hearing that they could rest in a nearby city sent their morale soaring.
After a stretch of fierce fighting, the barbarians retreated, leaving behind many corpses of Barbarian Commanders and Barbarian Generals.
The army buried its fallen where they lay, rested briefly, then changed course toward Ganzhou.
By nightfall, the army finally reached the walls of Ganzhou City, within the protection of the Temple of Sages. Everyone relaxed completely. The entire army rested, and some camps even held recreational activities.
The prefect of Ganzhou Prefecture led his officials out to welcome the troops and improve their meals.
Yet everyone seemed to have forgotten that there was a Pearl River Marquis named Zhang Longxiang, forgotten the man left all alone inside his carriage.
Only as the visit drew to a close did the prefect of Ganzhou, who had a close relationship with an old general of the Pearl River Army, say with a smile, "I hear the Pearl River Marquis is also with the army. The city has prepared a banquet for you all. Why not invite him to join us?"
Wei Changxian cut in with a smile. "The Pearl River Marquis