"Today, I wish to attack yet not attack, to wage war yet not wage war."
"Over ten thousand troops, in the end, it’s difficult to breach this city, yet, like a sword, it can point straight at Jiang Wanxiang’s brow, they say he’s a heroic ruler, his emotions invisible."
"Unfortunately, emotions unseen, in other words, all emotions rest within, unsaid to others."
"Much thought, worry, vigilance, resentnt, countless emotions."
"And with us besieging the city, slaughtering selectively, the entire city, its people and their lives are changing, overwheld with countless emotional pressures, yet there are many great matters, he must personally decide."
"Old in age, many affairs, a troubled heart."
"Do you think, after this battle, how much longevity he might still possess?"
The Wolf King suddenly clasped his gauntleted hand, extinguishing the fire with his Jin Qi, his lead-gray eyes returned to calm, answering himself: "I hope to at least cut his lifespan in half."
"Errors amid haste."
"Error leads to chaos, who in the world, can be free from mistakes."
"In such chaotic tis, myriad heroes abound, certainly, so will seize the mont of his misstep."
"Jiang Wanxiang’s strategy for pacifying and unifying the world, surely plans for his lifespan, not ten years, but at least eight years. Yet, if he doesn’t live through these years, he will indeed grow anxious."
"The further it goes, the more anxious he becos."
"His life’s goal of conquest nearing failure, how can he not regret, how can he be content, he is bound to make errors between life and unwillingness, until that day."
"Will be where you and I today place this sword."
"Amidst life and death’s vastness, so please sir, and everyone, follow down this path."
Dongfang Chen stood up to salute, softly spoken: "I dare not disobey."
His handso face carried a trace of pride, lightly stroking a few strands of long beard:
"It is ti, to go down and play chess with Mr. Zhuge, to also let the world know this battle, this world, does not only have Taiping Duke’s aspirations, but also the heroic spirit of my lord Divine Martial King."
The Wolf King responded: "It is your heroic spirit."
After two days of surrounding the capital city, all divisions of the army had converged, yet because of Wolf King’s illustrious na, even the city lords lacked the courage to attack him, rely surrounding the roads.
With the Wolf King’s unit as the core, ahead was Ying Country’s domain.
Surrounding were armies from other directions.
Yet at this mont the strategy differed, so resolved to cover him with the army, many tis over, even tenfold the number of the Wolf King, to forcibly smother him.
One person spits, enough to drown him.
Yet so felt, at this ti armies, although many were deployed from each city.
It’s rely more than before.
To balance the Wolf King, at least requires renowned generals, second-line border troopers, plus a massive army, these three requirents must be t simultaneously.
At this mont renowned generals, there are none.
In terms of the army, within the coalition forces, most are city garrisons, battle-hardened.
Though not a rabble, these troops usually guard cities, following the Colonel to suppress civilian rebellions, to quell mountain bandits, they hardly have the qualification to confront the last unit of the Wolf King.
Besides, poor in quality as they are, with enormous numbers, lacking strong generals to lead, it’s just a ss, forcing an engagent, the Wolf King could execute a turning strike, leading his elite, find a gap, break through desperately.
Very likely could lead thousands to break out of the encirclent.
Letting the Wolf King’s solitary force invade, continuously capture cities, pressing right to the capital’s foot, already enough to leave a disgraceful mark in history, should the army retreat to besiege, only to be breached by this old wolf, charging back and forth several tis.
The situation in Ying Country would worsen.
If before it was rely a dagger to the belly, there was still saving.
If the Wolf King repeats this, it’s as if plunging a dagger into soone’s belly, continually stabbing and twisting, shattering their innards, even immortals would say they died swiftly.
Then these generals, city lords, might as well commit suicide in remorse.
In later tis when ntioning the Wolf King’s lone campaign, inevitably would ntion their army toyed like dogs, the Wolf King’s prestige rising, their reputation falling.
Such infamy throughout the ages they cannot bear.
Utterly ashad before ancestors.
One general beca irritable, cursed: "But now, neither attacking nor retreating, should His Majesty later hold us accountable, charging us with negligence, wouldn’t it be dire?"
Another replied: "But if a great defeat occurs, what then?"
"Who would assu responsibility!"
The general hesitated, not volunteering responsibility, only enraged:
"Then you say, what should we do!"
The scholar answered: "In my view, it’s best to seize the mont the Wolf King attacks the city, we charge under cover, military strategy says, crossing the river halfway, strike midstream, thus the Wolf King surely won’t escape."
The earlier speaker sneered: "But if he never attacks the city?"
"Are we to just stalemate with him?"
"The Wolf King army encamped outside the city, soldier’s evil spirit, the Wolf King’s sharpness, alarming His Majesty’s sacred body, what shall we do!"
The scholar hesitated, silent, unable to find a solution.
Jiang Wanxiang, aged and although relying on the Emperor’s Divine Skill, can wield imnse martial power, yet his martial realm, cannot compare to those with pure and profound Qi chanism, of the martial world figures, or the Three Religions.
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