"An unruly mob." Ying Zheng assessed them calmly, but there was not the slightest trace of disdain in his eyes. "Pass on the order to Bai Qi and Wang Jian. They need not hold their positions and await reinforcements. I grant them the authority to command all military forces in the Eastern Border and decide for themselves when to launch an attack."
"Understood!" A sharp glint flashed through Li Si's eyes as he immediately grasped Ying Zheng's intent—this was releasing the tigers from their cage and using offense in place of defense.
At the same time, far away in the Zhou army's camp, Lei Zhenzi hurried to the main tent after reorganizing the defeated Vanguard Army to report to Ji Fa.
"Those Twelve Golden Men are absolutely not ordinary creations of magic," Lei Zhenzi said, still shaken. "Their strength can shake the star river, and their might far surpasses even our military formations."
"If Your Majesty had not lent us aid in time, I fear our entire army would have been wiped out."
Ji Fa's expression was solemn as he quietly listened to Lei Zhenzi's report, revealing no other emotion.
Inside the tent, the various alliance envoys exchanged glances, and the morale that had been soaring immediately fell by several degrees.
"Everyone, there is no need to worry." Ji Fa suddenly burst into loud laughter, breaking the oppressive atmosphere in the tent. "Ying Zheng possessing such means was indeed beyond our expectations."
"However, those Twelve Golden Men must also have some kind of limitation. Otherwise, how could Dream Spirit Heavenly Venerate have permitted him to bring them onto the battlefield?"
"Judging from today's situation, those Twelve Golden Men should rely on some substance within the Great Qin Zombie Pact to attack. They themselves should be unable to leave Great Qin's