Shen Tang and the others couldn't understand what the Central Allied Army was doing.
Little did they know, even within the Allied Army, not everyone agreed with the plan.
When Lin Su heard the suggestion, he laughed. Not because he was angry, but because it was so stupid it made him laugh. "Forget the fact that Shen Youli is surrounded by heavily armed guards. She's a peerless expert in her own right. How could she suddenly die without warning? And why would she die at a time like this?"
They'd spent over half a year fighting in the Yudi Mountains, then more than a month hunting down the Allied Army's remaining troops. They'd cautiously pushed the front line beyond the Yudi Mountains, only for her to suddenly die of an illness? Even a fool could see that was impossible—unless the Central Allied Army had a reincarnated Emperor Guangwu of Han among its ranks.
Lin Su was more inclined to think the Kang Kingdom was up to some kind of trick.
This was just bait he'd thrown out.
Whether Shen Youli was dead or alive, they could wait three or five months and see.
If she was dead, there was no way the Kang Kingdom would hold out this long without withdrawing its troops. If she was alive, further military action would follow before long. But no one wanted to hear such reasoning, and Lin Su couldn't be bothered to explain. The Central Allied Army had a nearly blind faith in the three ancient plagues, and was willing to ignore all sorts of inconsistencies because of it.
The phantom said, "Perhaps they're hiding something from you, too."
The Allied Army already had a poor opinion of Lin Su and had always questioned his loyalties. It stood to reason they might keep