Floating City No. 2, Central Building.
On the top floor, military bigwigs from the First Column had gathered in the main hall.
Their expressions were extremely complicated. At times, they frowned deeply; at others, they remained silent.
After a long while, Xiao Tianyang asked, "Six minutes remain."
"If we still can't think of a solution, we'll have no choice but to leave it to fate."
Xiao Tianyang did not look at Yue Fei and the others. Instead, his gaze fell upon a group of Confucian-robed scholars.
They were the strategists of the Heavenly Strategy Bureau.
Besides Fa Zheng, Lu Su, Ju Shou, and the others, there were two additional heavyweight figures.
They were Guo Jia, Guo Fengxiao, and Pang Tong, Pang Shiyuan!
"Your Majesty..."
With three minutes left on the countdown, Guo Jia spoke. "If we wish to break this deadlock, we must make God King Bais and the others understand their own predicament."
"There is no road left for retreat. Only by advancing can they seek a sliver of hope."
"However, blindly charging forward will not work either."
"Only the resolve to Break the Cauldrons and Sink the Boats, to stake everything on a single gamble, can turn the tide in a desperate situation."
"That is also one of their few remaining opportunities."
Xiao Tianyang immediately understood Guo Jia's idea.
It had to be said that it was very bold.
At its core lay four words: a grieving army is bound to win.
Since the road ahead was already filled with despair, they might as well ignite hope in the final moments of their lives.
Perhaps Guo Jia's plan would lead to mutual destruction.
But aside from the methods above, did the Heavenly Dao Faction have any other choice?
"Actually, aside from Lord Guo's method, I also have a