As Ao Jue's words were spoken, despite maintaining composure, everyone within the tent turned their gaze towards Ao Shang.
Ao Shang's brows furrowed immediately, and he said in a deep voice, "What exactly does the Marshal of the Western Heaven mean by that? As comrades of the Heaven Suppressing Army, who would deliberately make things difficult for Ao Zhan? It's merely that in the midst of a great battle, with Shang River being far away, we have difficulty providing ample grain and armor in a short time. As for the soldiers, Ao Zhan is a newly promoted general, is it reasonable to dispatch all the elite troops and outstanding generals under his command?"
"There's no need for the Commander of Eastern Heaven to rush to an explanation."
