Nangong Yan became even more excited and slapped his hand again, saying, "Why didn't you say that earlier?"
"Hey, I'm also made of flesh; my arm is really hurting," Ye Chen rubbed his arm.
"But can we really handle them?" Ouyang Yue asked doubtfully.
Now they had only about seven or eight hundred people at their disposal.
Ye Chen smiled, "That's enough. Pan Jianglong definitely won't bring all his men to bear. He'll surely be careless this time. Besides, if we can't defeat them, we'll just leave."
Shao Hengjiang and Nangong Yao both agreed. Since they were here waiting for the enemy to attack, why not set a trap? Maybe they would succeed.
Nangong Yao asked Shao Hengjiang, "Is it feasible?"
"It should be. Our men won't arrive for another three days. Since that's the case, let's design a trap to see if we can deal them a heavy blow, which would also help us eliminate Pan Jianglong."
