Zhan Hui looked at Zhan Lan with a complex expression on his face.
This battle they were heading to could also mean never seeing their family again.
Naturally, he knew that their mother, putting on a show of strength, didn't come to see them off, fearing it would seem like a final farewell, full of sadness and grief.
With a slight smile, Zhan Hui took a few steps forward, then turned around, waved his hand back at Zhan Lan, and said, "Let's go!"
Zhan Lan waved her hand and watched the backs of her father and elder brother, then retracted her gaze.
This battle, according to the memories of her past life, was a humiliating one.
A few days later, Western Rong's troops, amounting to three hundred thousand, set off, while the frontier only had two hundred thousand from the Zhan Family Army!
The Zhan Family Army suffered heavy losses in this battle.