North of the city.
Feng Yexuan's team, surprisingly, only brought a few hundred men.
"It is said that the Shanhubang itself has several thousand members, and their leader has recently gathered many surrounding mountain bandits. Their numbers are immeasurable."
Chu Qianli stood on the rooftop of an inn not far from the north of the city, using a telescope to watch the city gate.
Feng Yexuan's team had already assembled, but the Xuan Prince had not yet been seen.
He was probably with the City Lord, still discussing matters.
Such a large-scale mobilization clearly indicated no intention of a surprise attack. Moreover, for Prince Xuan, a surprise attack would be beneath his dignity.
But without a surprise attack, a force of only a few hundred men against tens of thousands of mountain bandits… this scoundrel, was he daring to the point of arrogance, or was he to be admired for his strength?
She knew that Feng Yexuan never fought a battle he wasn't sure of winning.
He only brought a few hundred men because he knew that a few hundred men were sufficient.
Truly, to the extreme of arrogance!
Among all the people she had met in this world, only this fellow dared to act like this.
Suddenly, Chu Qianli's mind stirred, and she couldn't help but look back at the sleeping quarters below.
Inside, there was also a God of War.
However, she had never had the chance to see Prince Jiu on the battlefield.
How would he compare to Feng Yexuan?
"According to my subordinate's estimation, their numbers should be around twelve thousand. However, four to five thousand of them are gathered mountain bandits from the surrounding areas, and they are not necessarily loyal to the Shanhubang."
Birds die for food, and men die for wealth.
They were all desperate, wanting to follow the Shanhubang to make a fortune.
Now that they encountered the legendarily terrifying Prince Xuan, some of the scattered mountain bandits were already having second thoughts.
Twelve thousand men, but the number who would actually join the fight might not be so many.
Chu Qianli nodded, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "What is the connection with the Medicine People Corps?"
"My subordinate has not yet thoroughly investigated this matter. Xi is waiting outside Tiger Mountain with fifty brothers, awaiting your instructions."
"Good. Tonight, while Prince Xuan is fighting them, we will go and break in."
Chu Qianli still hadn't seen Feng Yexuan, feeling a slight disappointment.
Just as she was about to put away the telescope, a slender figure suddenly appeared in her vision…
Her slender fingers tightened slightly, and she couldn't help but hold the telescope steady again, looking intently.
He was still the same him. When he wore armor, that noble kingly aura could still be clearly felt from such a distance.
Prince Xuan had come out.
The crowd stirred, and they all knelt down in batches, shouting, "Greetings, Prince Xuan! Greetings, God of War Prince Xuan!"
Everyone had been anticipating Prince Xuan for a long time and had placed all their hopes on him.
Looking at the tall figure sitting on horseback, whose presence alone inspired a sense of security, Chu Qianli's heart felt a faint pang.
When one is at the top, everyone looks up, but no one knows how heavy and difficult each step is, carrying the hopes of the entire city, even the entire nation.
Cannot fall, cannot fail, cannot retreat!
This was the destiny of Prince Xuan!
Even if he succeeded ninety-nine times, it would be taken for granted.
But if he failed even once, it would crush everyone's hopes.
Carrying such a burden, how tired was he? Perhaps only he himself knew.
Chu Qianli's heart felt inexplicably sour.
The telescope had not yet been put away when another slender figure suddenly entered her line of sight…