In the Ning Army's camp, Bai Yian was observing the movements of the Chu Army with his subordinates.
By now, the knight who had gone to issue a challenge had been back for quite some time, yet there was still no reaction from the Chus' camp after most of an hour had passed.
Seeing this, one of the Ning Army's generals could not help but speak out, "Commander, it seems the Chu people are unwilling to fight."
"Yes, Commander, the Chu thieves seem to want to avoid battle."
"If the Chu thieves won't fight, what shall we do, launch a hard attack?"
Listening to the clamor around him, Bai Yian also felt some irritation and snorted coldly.
"Enough!"
The sudden outburst silenced everyone, and they turned to look at their commander, none daring to make another sound.
As the Commander, and having approached a series of victories in recent days, Bai Yian's authority had already reached a peak within the army.
No one dared to touch a hair on the head of such a figure when he was angry.
