"So they went to attack the Cold Mountain Retreat. I was wondering why some of their men were missing!" Feng Zhengliang said quietly.
"Indeed. You can still withdraw your troops now. Otherwise, don't blame me for setting aside our years of friendship and laying hands on Brother Tiande." Xiao Yicheng looked coldly at the Jade-Eyed Fire Thunder Beast in the air, his expression that of an elder scolding a child, frustrated that iron would not become steel. "You brat, you've been arrogant and willful since childhood, never considering the consequences. Did you really think our Xiao Household would fall into your trap so easily and let you move us around at will?"
"City Lord, they've captured the former city lord and the others!"
"There are plenty of Feng Household branch families there, too..."
"We pulled too many troops here and neglected our defenses!"
The Feng Household's people could not help wavering.
Among the resource sites occupied by the Feng Household, the Cold Mountain Retreat was rather special.
Not only did it produce spirit herbs, it was also a blessed site with excellent feng shui where the Feng Household's branch families were raised and its ancestors buried.
Previously, Feng Tiande and another Feng Household elder had guarded it, with several deathsworn taking turns operating a Yaksha Mecha. With three sources of Foundation Establishment combat power, they could easily have shut the gates and held their ground with the Grand Formation's support.
Had Feng Zhengliang not insisted on pulling troops away to concentrate them here, it could never have fallen so easily.
But that was how warfare worked in this world. Power was highly concentrated in individuals, creating the illusion that all mighty strength resided within oneself. Mobilizing it was exceedingly convenient, and the situation could change in the blink of an