The matter became even clearer. The messenger they had bribed before had either defected or been played for a fool, which was why they were now caught in such a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.
At this moment, the group behind Wang Xu had already fallen into disorder. None of them possessed Wang Xu's martial arts or confidence. Faced with the black mass of soldiers and the bright torches, the pressure was overwhelming. Quite a few of them truly intended to surrender without resistance.
Given the current situation, stubbornly resisting would only lead down a dead end. On the other hand, cooperating with these people might let them preserve their lives. After all, although they harbored ulterior motives and had come to Lingwu City with another mission, they had not yet made it an established fact. It did not count as some grave crime.
"Elder Brother, how about... how about we surrender? They have too many people, and they're soldiers!"
One of the underlings quietly stepped forward and spoke. He had once been one of Wang Xu's most trusted and favored subordinates. The two shared the same ambition: to break free of the bandit class and claw their way into the ranks of the nobility.
In the past, this fellow had always supported him. He strictly carried out his orders and charged at the forefront, possessing no small amount of ambition and ability.
Yet now, it seemed that he was still only an ordinary man. Faced with such a situation, he was instantly beaten back to his original form.
What ambition? What aspirations? It was all bullshit. None of it outweighed staying alive.
Wang Xu gave a cold smile, his eyes utterly ruthless. He suddenly circulated his true qi and condensed it in his palm. His right hand became