In the Xia Army's central tent, Dou Jiande was strategizing and commanding with an air of certain victory.
"Report! Lord Xia, our vanguard has made contact with the Zheng Army as expected. The Zheng Army was indeed ambushing up ahead, and a battle has ensued!"
Dou Jiande laughed heartily and suddenly stood up. "Good! Send reinforcements immediately! With the Zheng Army's morale low, a spirited charge from our troops should guarantee victory!"
"Report! Lord Xia, the enemy fights fiercely, and the situation has reached a deadlock!"
Dou Jiande was not at all flustered. "No matter! Order them to fight to the death!"
"Report! Lord Xia, the frontline battle is intense. Should we have General Cheng and General Qin send their troops to support?"
Hearing the latest battle report, Dou Jiande hesitated briefly.
He looked at Cheng Zhijie and Qin Shubao, who were beside him.
After Li Mi's defeat and demise, they had fled to his side for a simple reason: they disdained Wang Shichong.
