"Indeed, even with our two Military Spirit Legions, it's absolutely impossible to swiftly kill the Northern Huns Chanyu who is protected by the Northern Huns Guards in a short time. Once we fail to execute them quickly, we'll be mired in the trouble of a decisive battle, and the Huns won't show tolerance under such circumstances." Yu Jin, rarely speaking at length, made Wei Yan glance at him in surprise.
"It seems this is a feigned attack." Wei Yan fixed his gaze on the opposing horde of Miscellaneous Hun troops returning fire with arrows, but with their weak force of retaliation, it seemed unlikely that the enemy could break through the camp's perimeter defenses.
"Perhaps." Zhuge Liang shook his head, not directly denying Wei Yan's words. He could guarantee that another direction of the camp would soon be under attack, but the main assault was presumably right in front of him.
