"Just as expected." Yun Yun, hidden within the clouds and mist, revealed an expression that said she had anticipated this long ago.
Unlike the cat race, which had dispersed into hundred-person squads as soon as they entered the battlefield, the thousand-plus members of the Huang Clan had stayed together after entering the battlefield, without splitting up.
In Yun Yun's eyes, this was a self-preservation strategy adopted because the other side knew its forces were insufficient.
But would it work?
Very soon, the movements of the thousand Huang Clan members were noticed by the cat race's scouts stationed everywhere, and Yun Yun's beloved disciple Yanran began deploying a plan to encircle and wipe out the Huang Clan.
Meanwhile, not long after the Huang Clan entered the battlefield, they seemed unaware of the watchful eyes around them and actually began resting on the spot.
Their slack appearance made them seem less like they had come to fight a war and more like they were on an outing.
However, the more the Huang Clan behaved like this, the happier Yun Yun's side became.
As Yun Yun's beloved disciple, although Yanran was confident of winning this battle, she did not dare relax in the slightest. Despite the intelligence portraying the Huang Clan as lax and undisciplined—
—even if there was the slightest possibility that they were plotting against her side, she did not dare be careless.
This battle concerned the honor of the cat race. She could only win, not lose, and had to proceed steadily and cautiously.
Normally, with the Huang Clan gathered together in a group of barely a thousand people, the cat race only needed to mobilize a large force to encircle and eliminate them.
But Yanran understood the principle that even a lion used its full strength to catch a