"Two people?" Scarlet Flame was stunned. She suspected she had misheard, and her voice rose several notches.
"Have you lost your mind? Just the two of us, charging into a camp guarded by three hundred thousand Sirius Empire troops? That's suicide! No matter how strong you are, your True Essence will eventually run dry. Once we're surrounded, we'll be exhausted to death."
"The first battle will be the decisive battle, and the decisive battle will be the final battle." A light called absolute confidence gleamed in Lin Ming's eyes, the powerful assurance born from his own strength.
"We don't need to win the entire war, nor do we need to kill all three hundred thousand of them. We only need to carry out a precise decapitation strike. To catch bandits, capture their leader first; to shoot a man, shoot his horse first.
"As long as we can eliminate their commander-in-chief, leaving them leaderless and crippling their command structure, their army will naturally collapse without a fight and become a scattered mess. Then you can lead our army in pursuit. We'll win a great victory and reclaim the lost territory without breaking a sweat."
He paused, looking at Scarlet Flame's bright yet hesitant eyes. A slightly provocative smile curled across his lips as he taunted her.
"What? The mighty Scarlet Flame, a Tenth Tier powerhouse and a renowned titled general—don't tell me you don't even have the nerve to enter a dragon's pool and tiger's den with me? If you're scared, you don't have to come. I can go alone and still bring back their commander's head."
Provoked by his words, Scarlet Flame immediately felt her blood boil, and a faint blush rose to her pretty face. She gritted her teeth, a flash of ruthlessness and resolve appearing in her eyes.