My Mind is Made Up

After successfully making contact with the Sky Ox Mercenary Corps, Sikong Jing returned to the Treasure Immortal Tower.

Lang Zhengzhi came forward and asked in confusion, "Young Friend Sikong, why have you come back so quickly? Shouldn't you be discussing the battle plan with Niu Gong and trying your hand at commanding their mercenary corps?"

Even if Sikong Jing wielded troops like a god, he should still familiarize himself with the Sky Ox Mercenary Corps, shouldn't he?

In other words, he needed to drill the troops first.

"There's no need to drill them. I've already looked over the corps' troop types," Sikong Jing replied with a smile.

To him, controlling troops at the Innate Realm only required familiarity with the troop types and the true energy attributes of the soldiers and commanders. Everything else was irrelevant. When the time came, he could directly control them with the Army-Slaying Formation.

Lang Zhengzhi opened his mouth, utterly unable to make sense of Sikong Jing.

From what he knew of Sikong Jing, he did not seem like the sort of person who liked to boast. Where did this confidence come from?

That day, the five decision-makers met Hua Meixi again. The latter asked coldly, "What is Sikong Jing's plan?"

After hearing Lang Zhengzhi's explanation, she could not help but sneer. "How laughable. A million Innate Realm mercenaries want to resist the full might of the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce in the Eastern Plains Northern Lands? This is his so-called confidence?"

"I understand now. You said he is the Invincible Divine General of the Eastern Plains Northern Lands, so you think soldiers can be used to resist powerful experts?"

"Against the Soul-Reversal Realm, perhaps he can still contend. But against the War Martial Realm, do you think that is possible?"

Her words