Three days later, the news of Xiaqing Pass's fall was urgently dispatched over eight hundred li to the Capital City.
This time, upon hearing the news, Xiao Jun'an did not rage in anger.
But upon seeing the number of Daqian soldiers who had died, his expression briefly showed sorrow, his deep sadness shielded by his lowered dense eyelashes.
Su Yongming, stationed at the Northern Frontier's Tiger's Mouth Pass, must now be facing the Huns' Iron Cavalry at the city's doorstep.
Mo Wanqing had departed three days ago; even with the fastest horses, it would still take two more days to get the weapons into the hands of General Su.
Xiao Jun'an lifted his eyes to sweep over the officials kneeling in the hall, their faces filled with panic and fear.
He waved his hand wearily towards Anjin, who stepped forward: "Court dismissed!"
*
In the inner palace, Weiyang Palace.
