Pursuing the Great Qin Army

"He did what others couldn't! He thought what others wouldn't! Worthy of the Huan King, worthy of the foremost Otherworlder! He really did act without a single scruple!"

Lu Hong, the fourth-rank General Who Pacified the West, wore a strange expression. Whether he was cursing in anger or sighing in admiration, he said, "Does he think we have no Loose Immortal to hold the line?"

Ren He, the third-rank General of the Far East, glanced at Lu Hong, then turned to Han Xin and urged solemnly, "My lord, think twice! A gentleman doesn't stand beneath a crumbling wall. The Huan King has dared to defy the world and use a Loose Immortal on the battlefield first. If we withdraw, the fault won't be yours. Even His Majesty won't blame you!"

"Hahaha..."

Ren He had barely finished speaking when Han Xin, whose face had been full of anger, suddenly burst out laughing.

"General?!"

Lu Hong, Ren He, and the other generals looked at Han Xin with worry and confusion.

"Sound the gong. Withdraw the troops!"

Han Xin's laughter stopped. His face darkened, and he gave the order sternly.

The generals around him froze. For a moment, no one answered.

The Peerless Martial Marquis changes his tune fast. Has anger driven him mad?

"It's fine! This makes things interesting! I expected as much. If a mere Huai River could turn back the Huan Kingdom's elite troops led by the Huan King himself, then I'd be surprised—and disappointed!"

Seeing the generals' expressions, Han Xin smiled and waved a hand dismissively. Then he shook his head with a rueful smile. "Of course, I truly didn't expect the Huan King to use a Loose Immortal. I did foresee him putting special troops aboard tower ships and driving them through as the vanguard. If a mere