"The enemy has exactly 41,982 players… 41,983 if you count their ruler. This means they outnumber us 10,000 to 1," Yuan said to the others.
"Nearly forty-two thousand, huh? This is going to be rough even for us." Shi Lang wiped the invisible sweat off his forehead.
"Is this really doable?" Wang Bingbing looked at Yuan, who wore a confident smile on his face.
"I doubt he arranged this match just so we could lose our debut match…" Wu Zao said.
"So, what's the plan?"
Yuan then said, "It's quite simple. We will wait for our opponents to move first and respond accordingly. As mentioned before, they will most likely toy with us a little instead of trying to crush us as fast as possible."
"I will stay back here to protect our ruler while the rest of you will confront the opponent."
"Huh? You're going to stay back while we fight them?" Shi Lang looked at him with wide eyes.
