The moment the question was asked, everyone was silent.
It was no longer the question whether they were willing or not but whether they still had their conscience or not.
Song Yun Xiang looked at these old fritters and wanted to sneer. After spending so much time in the battlefield, would their brain turn into a puddle of water?
"You should also know that in the situation where both armies are in a mess like this, the best option for us is to retreat and reorganize the soldiers." Song Yun Xiang's tone was flat and cold.
He has always been the rational type of person and would not let his emotional matters affected his judgement on the important issue. It was also because of this that many commanders feared and respected him.
