When Ma Chao returned to Xiliang, Chen Xi also received accurate information from the North. As Guo Jia had predicted, the entire Northern Grasslands had collectively seen snowfall, and the Xianbei people were already showing signs of restlessness.
"It really never ends, does it? This time, we have no choice but to fight." Chen Xi said with some frustration. He had been resting at home for a while, but this matter was significant enough that it pulled him away.
With the suppression of bandits by Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Hua Xiong, and others, the situation in Jizhou had begun to stabilize. At least the depletion rate of Spiritual Capacity was starting to show a slight decline. It was estimated that in a few months, it could be replenished back to Chen Xi's Spiritual Capacity.
"Let's fight. I'm already fed up with these guys from the North." Jia Xu said with a smile, though his words carried an infinite chill.
