Although Mo Li was clad in full armor with a spear in hand, he had no intention of personally taking action today. There was no need, nor did he wish to bear that risk.
There was no need because so long as his scheme succeeded and everything proceeded according to the steps he had envisioned, the Divine Might Army might still remain after tonight, but it would surely suffer devastating losses and a severe decline in strength. Recovering to its former state in a short time would be impossible. That would already be enough to account for himself before Commander Bai—a considerable achievement.
He did not wish to bear the risk because once he acted, he might provoke the hostility of the other guard generals, even the Five Holy Emissaries. There was every chance he would be pinned down and unable to leave the barracks. If he was kept behind then, it would undoubtedly be a dead end.
Thus, tonight, he would merely serve as the force propelling a conspiracy. At the critical moment, he would withdraw and flee a thousand li away. As for the result, he had no need to see it for himself. Commander Bai would have people to ascertain the Divine Might Army's losses.
On the other side, several people in whom Mo Li and Commander Bai's envoy had placed high hopes indeed followed Mo Li's instructions. They went separately to the camps of their respective units to mobilize elite troops, then quietly led them toward the camps of other guards, intending to launch surprise attacks.
Yet just as these men arrived at the various camps, before they could begin their assault, countless sparks suddenly flared within the tents that had been pitch-black moments before. At the same time, a fully armed army, brimming with Killing