Sure enough!
That night, after Xu Ziling—the young marshal and commander of the vanguard—had finished discussing their plans for attacking the city with his generals and strategists in his tent, they still hadn't come up with a single effective way to break through the enemy's defenses. The others had no choice but to disperse. Irritated, Xu Ziling went out beneath the moon to patrol the heavily guarded central camp, its campfires blazing bright. When he reached an unoccupied rise inside the camp, Shi Feixuan suddenly appeared before him.
Who knew how she had slipped in without making a sound and waited for him there? In any case, Xu Ziling was genuinely startled.
Of course, since he knew she had come with ill intent, he was more alarmed than surprised. He certainly wasn't pleased to see her.
"Huh?!"
"So it's Fairy Shi..."
"You really know how to surprise people!"
Beneath the moonlight, Xu Ziling looked at the elusive Shi Feixuan, the nun from Cihang who had dared to trespass alone into his central camp. Remembering how she had repeatedly used superior numbers against him and his two companions in Luoyang, he was about to say something when a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. Then he changed tack and asked with a teasing air:
"But..."
"This is the camp of our Twin Dragons Army. Nearly sixty thousand brave, battle-tested soldiers are stationed across the front, middle, and rear camps. Aren't you afraid I'll shout for help and make sure you can't leave?"
Xu Ziling wasn't joking. He really was tempted to call for help!
Though he had gained all sorts of benefits from the Heirloom Seal of the Realm and the Evil Emperor's Relic, and had even killed Mao Zao, the "Scorched Earth for a Thousand Li,"