"Sanhe City very likely concealed the main force of the Devil Race's Creation Realm experts. More likely still, it was the Devil Race's preset battlefield!" Ye Zhen, who had abruptly appeared inside the central command tent, pointed directly at Sanhe City within Devil Race territory on the Military Spirit Map.
"Marshal Ye's calculations are divinely precise. This old man has truly had his eyes opened today." Yu Zhongwen did not follow Ye Zhen's lead, instead flattering him first.
Ye Zhen shot Yu Zhongwen a glance. "Elder Yu, there's no point in hiding it like this. I refuse to believe you hadn't thought of this move."
Yu Zhongwen nodded very seriously. "This tactic, this old man used once long ago. But this time, I truly never expected it to be used on that youngster."
Ye Zhen nodded. "Let's not talk about that. The battles to come will be the most important."
"Indeed." Yu Zhongwen nodded again.
"Elder Yu, on the battlefield, what I like most and hope to be most is a commander who is purely focused on winning. Do you understand?"
Yu Zhongwen pondered for a while before answering solemnly, "I understand. I also believe I will certainly be one."
Hearing this, Ye Zhen no longer dwelled on the subject and began discussing the war itself.
Most of the battle reports Ye Zhen had given Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun were true. Four of them, however, were false.
The Devil Race cities and strongholds involved in those four false reports were all places Ye Zhen and Yu Zhongwen suspected might contain the Devil Race's preset battlefield.
Ye Zhen had not deceived Demon Emperor Seventh Crown Prince Cong Yun. On the second day after he entered the Eastern Expeditionary Army's camp as an envoy, Ye Zhen had commanded the