Xia Dalian's eyes widened, and her whole body suddenly tingled with numbness. It was only after Sikong Jing's reminder that she felt something was extremely fishy. Logically speaking, out of these one hundred and twenty thousand people, even if no one openly resisted, there should have been someone stirring trouble in secret.
But for a month, the 66th Army had been too smooth, so smooth it was unbelievable.
Suddenly, an image flashed through Xia Dalian's mind. She blurted out, "The strategist of the 66th Army, Zhang Zhun."
Once these words were uttered, the three thousand people hidden in the forest nearly exploded with agitation. Everyone's gaze simultaneously turned towards General Fei.
She had guessed right, the black-armored female warrior on the Black Steed had guessed right.
"Deputy generals, come out with me. Everyone else, immediately block their path; we cannot let these two reach the 66th Castle."
"Otherwise, the entire plan will fall through."