"Report!" The shout came from far to near, a soldier ran to the outside of the commander's tent, knelt down on one knee holding a scroll, and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, a war letter has come from the Shang Army."
Jiang Ziya stretched out his hand, and the scroll in the soldier's hands flew into his palm.
Jiang Ziya unrolled the scroll and glanced at it, smiling, he said, "Wen Zhong has sent a war letter, inviting us to battle again tomorrow."
Ji Fa laughed and said, "They must have called for reinforcements!"
Moonlight Bodhisattva chuckled and said, "We of Xi Qi have three War Gods and numerous generals and soldiers like clouds and rain. What can their reinforcements do against us?"
Jiang Ziya stood up, walked forward, placed the scroll in front of Ji Fa, and said, "Please reply, Your Majesty."
"Alright!" Ji Fa picked up the brush, wrote on the scroll, put down the brush, and smiling, said, "Who will go to deliver this war scroll?"
