Wang Xunzhi was momentarily stuck, because he didn't know what to do either.
Although as a strategist, he should expect the enemy's worst, prepare thoroughly, and consider defeat before victory, when it comes to the point where the plan reveals the dagger, damn it, surrounding one with dozens only to be counter-killed by ten—who can play this kind of game!? Who can play!?
Chen Xuantian shook his head while holding his tea,
"Sigh~ If you hadn't acted so ruthlessly, taking down a few of the Eight Tigers, having them prove their loyalty, maybe there would have been a turnaround. Now, what can be done? Oh, don't you still have five hundred under your command? Given the situation, send everything in."
"Them?"
Wang Xunzhi was taken aback, instinctively glanced to his side.
Chen Xuantian smiled, blowing his tea, sweeping his gaze over the assassins disguised as palace concubines and eunuchs lurking in the surroundings,
