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Fang Zhixing mused, "Sun Gongchang has fed the infantry demon meat, the number unknown. We'd better conserve our energy; we might have to fight consecutive battles soon."

Xigou thought that made sense.

After all, if the infantry were entirely Luo Kezhao's men, and his subordinates were in trouble, why should others clean up his mess?

If there was going to be a fierce battle, it should be Luo Kezhao who fought desperately first.

A good while passed, and the lengthy battle finally ended slowly.

Sometime later, someone beat the drums outside the town, signaling for assembly.

Fang Zhixing immediately headed to the gathering spot.

He didn't walk fast.

By the time he arrived, most of the infantry, archers, government officials, and people from the Iron Casting Hall had already returned.

Luo Kezhao stood under a large tree, his face dark as thunder, an indescribable gloom emanating from his expression.