Before dawn on the second day, the whole military camp was already illuminated by fires burning everywhere, and the soldiers rose in batches to wash up and eat, everything was orderly.
Just past 5 AM, the Central Army Tent was also brightly lit, as Hua Ziyang entered with two personal soldiers and saw Shi Yutao and several other deputy generals talking to Xiao Yuansui, who sat at the center of the tent.
Xiao Yuansui's expression was grave, listening to the seven-jumbled advice and obstruction from everyone. He did not open his mouth, but Hua Ziyang, who was always with him and familiar with every expression and movement of his, saw a hint of hesitation and confusion in his deep, solemn eyes almost immediately.
This was a sentiment Hua Ziyang had never seen in Xiao Yuansui's eyes in the past.
At that moment, Shi Yutao was still trying to persuade, "Great General, do not hesitate anymore—as Yu Wenye is wounded, now is the time for us to dispatch troops!"
