All in all, however the other side responded had nothing to do with them.
The key lay in the changes on the battlefield—who could react first.
In terms of battlefield experience, Yue Fei, Wang Jian, and Li Mu all admitted that they were no match for Kankuli.
No matter how capable they were, wisdom and talent could make up for experience, but the risk was too great. They did not want to gamble.
Therefore, the best choice was to drag their opponent down to the ground and fight there.
At the very least, they were certain that the combined reaction speed of the three of them would definitely surpass Kankuli's.
Even if it did not, matching him would not be a problem.
As the sun set behind the western hills, the Great Volcano camp was silent, yet waves of wine and roasted meat fragrance drifted down the mountain.
After receiving the intelligence, the spies Kankuli had dispatched immediately returned to Black Rock Hill to report.
Of course, not all of them left. Quite a few spies had volunteered to remain behind.
Yet not long after the departing spies left the camp, Royal Shadow Guards slipped out from behind them.
There was no particularly fierce battle. Everything was so quiet that it sent chills down one's spine.
Among the fallen spies, some had been struck in the vital points by a single blade, some had their throats cut by daggers, and some had died from poison.
They had come with different abilities, but left accompanied only by death.
At the same time, Yue Fei's arrangements had not been in vain.
He had specifically summoned the Royal Shadow Guards from within the kingdom in order to mislead the enemy.
Whether it succeeded or failed, the result did not really matter.
For tonight