Everyone in the tent only understood the reason for Ji Fa's actions after hearing his hoarse, desperate declaration.
Thinking of the current situation, their eyes gradually grew crazed.
One general immediately stepped forward and said, "Young Master is right. Zhang Guifang and the others' behavior is utterly disgusting."
"We simply don't have time to keep dragging things out with them. In this situation, even our Military Formation is somewhat powerless. We might as well burn our boats. Perhaps then we'll have a better chance of winning."
For a time, everyone in the tent voiced their agreement, and the atmosphere suddenly grew noisy.
The corner of Ji Fa's mouth lifted as he raised a hand, signaling for everyone to quiet down. "Since you all know the great responsibility of this mission, go down and make preparations. Let the soldiers eat and drink their fill tonight. Tomorrow, I don't want to see a single deserter."
"Yes!" The generals all voiced their agreement before turning and leaving the main tent.
Lei Zhenzi still wanted to say something, but Ji Fa waved his hand and interrupted him. "Go down and prepare. Remember, keep yourself alive."
Lei Zhenzi nodded helplessly and went down to make preparations as well.
That night, the Western Qi Vanguard Army's camp was bustling with noise and excitement, and the entire camp was filled with the aroma of wine and meat.
On the walls of Sishui Pass, Zhang Guifang stared at the commotion below, his brows tightly furrowed.
"What kind of trick are they playing?"
Mo Lihong, one of the Four Generals of Mo, stepped forward. "General, the Western Qi Vanguard Army's formation is in complete disarray right now, and their Military Formation has already dispersed. Why not let us take our men out and slaughter a wave of them?"
"No,"