Sword and Shield.
Jingliu and Fu Xuan.
There was no need to say much about Jingliu. Liu Bai knew her inside and out, so she was better than gambling on a new character's combat strength.
As for Fu Xuan...
Liu Bai had actually been pondering a question all along—how to minimize the potential damage the Valkyries might suffer.
Although the Valkyries had Liu Bai's protective hypnosis on them as well, Liu Bai was not Illusion Moon. Let alone splitting his focus a thousand ways, managing four or five at once was already pretty good.
Liu Bai had to look after the Valkyries, along with the frontline and near-frontline fighters at home.
That was more than just battlefield pressure. Simply thinking about it made Liu Bai feel stressed.
Especially since the Valkyries were, at the very least, all familiar with Liu Bai.
Fine, Liu Bai had to admit that he could treat his soldiers like his children, but he was unqualified when it came to treating soldiers like expendable mud.
Or rather, in his view, things had not yet reached the point where cold rationality had to be carried through to the bitter end.
...From a certain perspective, that counted as a form of "rationality" too.
And under that rationale, Liu Bai reached one conclusion—formations.
He was not expecting Fu Xuan to replicate the sort of party-protection abilities she had in the game. It would be enough if she could set up a small defensive formation.
Any improvement in that area was better than none.
It would be even better if she could create a large-scale defensive formation.
Liu Bai only expected the Valkyries to hold off whatever bizarre things might show up.
"Mr. Liu Bai, I'm here."
Mei cautiously pushed the door open and came in.
"Ahem, and I'm here