A hundred miles outside the city, on the peak of a lofty mountain, five flags of five colors were scattered about, forming a small and delicate aura-concealing formation. Leaning against a tall tree, Wu Qi was squinting at the spectacular sight of Great Li's million-strong army storming into the city.
Guigu'zi, Zhang Yi, and Su Qin stood beside him, looking at the city with a mysterious smile and giving off a faint, chilling, murderous air.
Wu Qi and his men had arrived here three days ago. At that time, Great Li's army, divided into a dozen companies, was sweeping across towns in He Province. In Guigu'zi's opinion, it would be a waste of energy for Dong Hai to split up the army and wipe out the enemy. He had proposed to lay an ambush in the city, wait for the enemy to regroup, and then kill them all with one strike.
