Cui Changfeng glanced at the fashionably late Chen Ye, guessing inwardly.
During Han Wei's raid earlier, he charged in and out twice before leading his troops to capture Linchuan City. He could be called fiercely valiant indeed.
Now that he has joined the allied forces, however, he is this sluggish and avoids battle.
He must have undergone some psychological changes after receiving his peerage.
After all, coming from a humble background, achieving what he has today is already no small feat, so giving rise to a few thoughts of treasuring one's life is only human nature.
Thinking this way, Cui Changfeng did not feel too much dissatisfaction.
As it happened, he harbored the exact same intentions deep in his own heart.
With this expedition of the allied forces, Xie Xuan'an wanted to seize the opportunity to gather public support and establish his prestige.
The other families only thought about reaping achievements behind Xie Xuan'an and preserving their own strength.
How could he, Cui Changfeng, be any different?
Although Linchuan City had already been captured, the troops in his own hands had also suffered heavy losses.
The meager force he currently commanded was the foundation for his future foothold in Danfeng Prefecture.
If he suffered too many casualties in this battle, he feared that when facing the other families henceforth, even the voice with which he spoke would weaken by three parts.
Therefore, Chen Ye's passive reluctance to fight happened to suit his desires perfectly.
The two men understood each other without a word, achieving an unexpected tacit accord.
"No matter." Cui Changfeng smiled and instructed, "Leave the clearing of the battlefield to you first. Once you've handled things properly here, catch up with us."
"Understood."
Understanding the meaning behind Cui Changfeng's words, Chen Ye smiled knowingly, cupped his fists, and