Xun Tianzhang's son thought for a moment and added, "With the Longmu River at its peak flood season, as long as this rain continues for a day, we might have a chance of flooding Longyang City. We could surely eliminate the Jin Army quickly."
Xun Tianzhang coughed a few more times, covering his mouth with a handkerchief to hide the bloodstains from his son. He forced himself to lift his spirits. "Let's win this fast! As long as we can reclaim Yushan Pass, I will die without regrets!"
Xun Tianzhang, aware of his limited time, couldn't help but feel anxious.
"We will!" Xun Tianzhang's son gently patted his father's back, whispering, "Father, take your medicine. Under your leadership, our elite soldiers of Daliang will surely reclaim Yushan Pass!"