"Somebody!"

Kang Luo called out toward the door of the tent.

An officer came in at the call.

The man was one of his trusted people.

Kang Luo gave his order. "Send word to our man on the Great Xuan's side. Tomorrow night, at the hour of the Tiger, he is to open the city gate on time and let us in."

"Tell him that if he does not do as I have told him, the evidence against him will appear on the Great Xuan emperor's dragon desk."

The officer bowed. "Yes. This officer obeys the command!"

Kang Luo narrowed his eyes, and the light in them flickered.

What Fang Zhengqing wanted was for him to join with Wei Feng and wipe out Ning Chen and his men and horses.

Childish!

The Ning'an Army — the name alone told you it was Ning Chen's own guard.

Five thousand men had been enough to take Jianxuan Pass. What they could do in a fight was not hard to imagine.

On top of that, Ning Chen had Tong Yuanzhou's twenty thousand men and horses beside him.

Go at them head-on, and even a win would be a ruinous victory.

Better to attack Tong Yuanzhou.

Tong Yuanzhou's men were bold and fine fighters, certainly, but Ning Chen had taken twenty thousand of them away, and his own fifty thousand were enough to deal with what was left.

And with Fang Zhengqing helping in secret, taking the Great Xuan's frontier fort was comparatively easy.

Most important of all, he had to get Jianxuan Pass back.

Only by taking the Great Xuan's frontier fort would he have the standing to bargain with Ning Chen and trade it for Jianxuan Pass.

The next day.

Inside the Great Xuan's camp, Fang Zhengqing looked at Kang Luo's secret letter, his face dark.

Kang Luo had refused his proposal.

"The idiot."

Fang Zhengqing swore in a rage.

All he needed was for the man to join with Wei Feng, wipe out Ning Chen and his men and horses, and then have Wei Feng trick the Ning'an Army into opening…