Outside Qinghua Prefecture City, within the military camp of the Tenglong Guard.
Two soldiers from the Tenglong Guard were reporting to Yang Zhenshan about enemy Cavalry sightings around Guard City.
Upon learning that the enemy Cavalry had not charged into Guard City right away, Yang Zhenshan was already relieved.
As long as the enemy didn't raid Guard City by surprise, there shouldn't be a big problem.
"Three thousand Cavalry, these must be Prince Qing's forces!"
Yang Zhenshan said to the subordinates in the tent.
Xie Yuan laughed and said, "Prince Qing probably wants us to come to his aid, but it seems he's underestimated our Tenglong Guard!"
No sooner had he spoken than a sudden realization struck Yang Zhenshan's heart.
"Wait, you just said Prince Qing wants us to come to his aid!" said Yang Zhenshan with shining eyes.
"Uh, isn't that the case? Otherwise, why would he have his Cavalry raid Guard City?" Xie Yuan asked, confused.
