After taking a sip, Pang Tong wore an intoxicated expression, yet he could not bear to drink more. He carefully capped the wine, hung it from his waist, and secured it tightly, afraid it would fall and spill.
"Lord, since I've drunk your wine, I should do something for you. To be frank, Zhou Yu has already assembled more than fifty thousand Jiangdong naval troops and plans to intercept you at a tributary near Jiangling. Leading them is Gan Ning, Gan Xingba, a fierce Jiangdong general known as the Brocade Sail Pirates."
After Pang Tong finished speaking, Huang Zhong and Dian Wei's expressions instantly turned solemn. More than fifty thousand naval troops—this was no joke.
No matter how brave they were, they were only formidable on land. When it came to naval warfare, they were amateurs.
Besides, how could so few of them possibly deal with more than fifty thousand naval troops?
Jiang Siming looked at Pang Tong and said, "Everyone here is now under your command. It all depends on what you can do."
Pang Tong froze and asked, "Aren't you worried that I'm a spy sent by Sun Quan?"
Jiang Siming smiled. "I have always followed the principle of employing people without suspicion and suspecting no one I employ. Since I trust you, I won't harbor any doubts about you. Not only that, but in the future, I'll give you ample room to display your talents."
Pang Tong fell silent. A few seconds later, the careless look vanished from his eyes. He knelt solemnly before Jiang Siming and kowtowed heavily.
"Pang Tong is willing to swear his life to following you, Lord. I count myself fortunate that, in my lifetime, I finally met a wise ruler!"
Jiang Siming chuckled and helped him up. "Excellent. My great undertaking cannot