As Zhou Yu gave the command, Li Yan and others began to arrange their troops under the silent cover of night, fortunate that these soldiers did not suffer from night blindness, otherwise just forming ranks would have been a hassle.
"How many emotions can your Legion Talent utilize?" Zhou Yu turned to Chen Xi and asked.
"Seven kinds," Chen Xi thought for a moment and replied, "Which one are you using?"
"I'll uplift morale, you ignite the spirit to fight to the death," Zhou Yu told Chen Xi.
"Such mind-contrary emotions, even if I can stir them due to mutual recognition, won't last more than ten breaths," Chen Xi shook his head slightly, honestly, unless absolutely necessary, he was reluctant to use such a method.
After all, this was like forcibly making others fight to the death for yourself due to their recognition of you, philosophically, their will hasn't reached this extent. If used and the situation doesn't turn, these soldiers might feel disgusted.
