At this moment, the Han Army had already been stirred by the news of the Romans passing through the mire, which was good news for the Fifth Lark Legion crouched outside the Han Army's camp.
No one knew the Fifth Lark was ambushed outside the Han camp. Not entering the camp, but waiting for the Han Army to come out to launch a surprise attack, would be more effective—incredibly effective, to be precise.
Prepared with armor and weapons, the silent Han soldiers took up their arms and gathered under the leadership of their corporals, decurions, and bozhangs, then were commanded by their generals and commanders-in-chief.
When Zhuge Liang set out with the troops, a faint trace of worry appeared on his face; for some reason, he felt he had overlooked something.
