The soldiers had just finished dinner when Mr. Xu, Deputy General Wang, and the six chiliarchs finally received the news.
The eight of them quickly made their way to the main tent.
In the tent.
Li Xiao sat in front of the desk with a serious expression.
Xiao Yang stood on the ground, his face filled with joy.
He really did not expect the surprise to come so suddenly.
Li Xiao had just told him that tonight was the time for them to evacuate.
He was finally going to leave, to escape from this icy and snowy border.
After a while, the important figures in the army arrived one after another.
When everyone had arrived, Li Xiao did not say anything else and immediately told them the situation.
"There are a total of 600 sets of cotton-padded clothes."
"We'll move after midnight. After we reach Hanshan Town, we'll retreat in three groups."
"Xiao Yang, lead 1,500 people to the northwest…"
