When everyone saw Zhao Ling coming in, they all saluted her in unison. "We have seen Princess Xuan."
Zhao Ling nodded, without any extra politeness, and asked directly, "How is the situation of the people in Licheng?"
Cao Xun sighed deeply and said in a somber tone. "Actually, after Licheng was attacked by Beidi's army, not many people survived, and most of them were old and weak, women and children. The thirty people who were slaughtered today were all old people, and young children. There are a few young children who are only five or six years old. He Liancheng, what the hell is he doing this for?"
Thinking of the thirty blood-soaked heads hanging above the tower, Cao Xun only felt his blood surging, and he could not wait to rush to He Liancheng immediately and slash the damned general with his blade.
