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Suprise Attack
Author: Mamanda
last update2025-12-13 20:42:16

The soldier rubbed his chin. If the boy beside him thought that way, why hadn’t he? Who would care for his wife and children if he died? His own spirit dimmed.

"You’re right. Why didn’t I think that way?" he murmured.

"I’ll be back. My stomach’s upset," Fang An clutched his belly and stood. He had to report back to Zhao Wen.

Without waiting for a response, Fang An ran back to where Zhao Wen was waiting.

"Why are you running like that?" Zhao Wen asked as Fang An crouched beside him. "Did they spot you?"

"No, Uncle. I pretended to have a stomachache so they wouldn’t get suspicious," Fang An chuckled.

"You’re not much different from your father," Zhao Wen shook his head. "So, what did you find out?"

"I learned they won’t attack until our forces run out of food."

"No wonder they didn’t attack earlier today!" Zhao Wen growled, clenching a handful of soil tightly.

"What’s our plan now, Uncle? Do we stick to the original?"

Zhao Wen nodded, eyes still fixed on the enemy camp. Though eager to
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