11 AM, Chun Shenjun, Zhan Lang, Xiongba, Sha Pojun, and the others led 3,000 cavalries and rushed out of Mengjin toward Muye.
At nightfall that day, they were already within 10-kilometers of Muye. They set up a camp and settled down for the night.
Surprisingly, Di Chen did not follow them. Instead, he only sent one of his basic generals and 500 Handan cavalries.
Sure enough, the others called his decision cowardly and timid.
Juedai Fenghua was puzzled too, “Why didn’t you follow them? Is there anything wrong?”
Di Chen locked his brows. Then, he spoke in a solemn tone, “I have a bad feeling about this, I have dealt with Qiyue Wuyi quite a number of times already. Do you think that he is such a careless man? Such a big flaw and he did not realize it, giving us the chance to reap the slaves and earn easy battle contribution points? Their own arrogance blinds Chun Shenjun and the others.”
“Then, why did you still send over our troops?” Juedai Fenghua was still puzzled.
