Pei Donglai's words caused the room to fall into a momentary silence. The generals instantly felt the difficulty of the upcoming battle.
When Yanhuo Yaonie saw the situation, he directly asked to lead, "Lord, I'm willing to lead the troops to attack Lion City."
"Say what you need!"
Pei Donglai's words were logical; Ouyang Shuo would never believe that they could take down Lion City with only a single navy squadron and two thousand soldiers. If he believed they had such ability, he would not be confident but arrogant.
However, no matter how Ouyang Shuo looked at him, Yanhuo Yaonie was not an arrogant person. To Yanhuo Yaonie, this battle could allow him to shoot to fame, so he definitely would not act rashly.
"I have two tough asks." Yanhuo Yaonie said, "Firstly, I hope that the cannons of the squadron can be assigned to me. Secondly, I hope to have the help of five hundred Divine Martial Guards."
