The archery team headed into the Songlu Ridge. No one knew why they headed in, but at the same time, no one knew why was it that after they entered, they did not come out. That was because the two groups of infantry that were sent in to look for them vanished as well.
Route, defeat, annihilation, disappearance… The news came back one after another as Yan Xun's expression turned darker. Those generals who were sitting around the table were also sitting on pins and needles. It was then that an old general cautiously asked, "Just wondering…should we concentrate our troops into one single place? Splitting them into so many groups seems too risky."
"What a joke!" AhJing was present as well, although his position was obviously not as high as Cheng Yuan's. Sitting far off in the crowd, he coldly retorted, "The enemy was only 300 strong. We have gathered 100,000 to fend them off. With such a huge difference in strength, why should we concentrate our forces?"
