In the barracks of Great Xia, Wu Shenghou sat in the seat of honor and commanded, "Spread the order. Continue attacking the city tomorrow. Increase the power, use the scaling ladders, and attack the city in groups. Attack simultaneously with the strength of three barracks and maintain it. Don't let them have the opportunity to even breathe."
"Yes!" Immediately, a commander accepted the command to notify the rest.
"That Poison Warrior has already arrived in Liao City, right?" Wu Shenghou asked again.
"According to the description from the scouts, it should be him," a commander answered with his fists cupped. A few other officers appeared pretty uneasy when the Poison Warrior was mentioned.
After all, nobody would wish to meet someone like that on the battlefield. It would be too gloomy to be poisoned to death even before having the chance to unsheathe their blades.
Luckily, everyone was prepared this time.
