A few days later, the emperor in Chang'an received a report from the front.

I saw in the report that Zhao Chen used a sled to keep the army moving forward.

The emperor was also extremely shocked.

At the same time, he is more confident that Zhao Chen will lead the army to the border front.

"His Royal Highness the King of Han is really a great talent. If we encounter this situation, we will probably have to wait until the snow melts." Fang Xuanling said with the emperor cupping their hands, with a look on his face.

Fang Xuanling thought that if she had encountered this kind of thing, she would definitely be helpless.

But in Zhao Chen's eyes, such a difficulty seems to be nothing more than a trivial matter.

Not even a day was lost.

The army can set off again.

Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter completed!