"Luo Yuan's incompetence has put our army in a situation of being attacked from both front and rear. Even death cannot atone for such a grave mistake. I hereby request to resign from the position of Central Marshal, leaving my fate to the Lord!"
The allied forces from the towns of Wuchuan and Jinshan hadn't yet left sight before the commanders of the Central and Rear Armies arrived ahead.
Luo Yuan, honest as ever, immediately kneeled before Xia Hong upon reaching the city wall, pleading guilty, his face full of shame and self-blame, not even daring to lift his head.
Naturally, Xia Hong's expression was far from pleasant.
Fifty thousand troops had slipped away right under his nose, and Luo Yuan was completely unaware. For a chief commander, this was an almost fatal mistake.
