Surrender?
When Zhao Douan's words fell upon everyone's ears, those who heard it were not without surprise.
Soon after, Yuan Feng, with a face like a national character, caught on: "Sir, do you want us to feign surrender?"
Zhao Douan smiled, his gaze calm:
"You all couldn't have anticipated the Divine Mechanism Camp's early arrival. The rebels, with even more limited information, should also be similarly delayed. If so, why not go with the flow?"
"Wonderful!" A military officer clapped his hands in approval:
"With the swift arrival of the Divine Mechanism Camp brothers, it will be difficult to effectively counter the rebels in a short time. By feigning cooperation, we can buy time and postpone the next battle while lulling the enemy into a false sense of security.
When they relax, our two battalions will launch a surprise attack on the rebels! Mr. Zhao's wisdom is unparalleled, I am sincerely impressed!"
