Mu Shaoling gritted his teeth and said, "That's good. We'll definitely deal with those bastards later."
Yang Chuxia originally felt that victory or defeat was a normal occurrence, so seeing them retreat from Liao City to Ning City didn't seem like a big deal to her. She didn't ask much, but now seeing Mu Shaoling's expression, it seemed something was off.
"How did Uncle get injured?"
"Shot by a sneak attack from behind," Mu Shaoling said. "Two days ago, Great Qi's army attacked Liao City with full force. Uncle Luo had sent the townsfolk out earlier. Who would have known that yesterday news came that all our people exiting the city were captured alive by the Great Qi troops? In the face of already insufficient forces, Uncle Luo sent an Assistant General to rescue them, but it turned out to be a trap."
