When the men who entered were dragged out, most were already tangled into a ball. The unluckiest one had somehow been bound with rope, with several others tied to him.
Needless to say, these tangled fellows had failed yet again. Liao Jun could no longer stand the sight. If the army could not get through and gave the enemy enough time to wait for reinforcements, they would be punished. Although Spirit General Realm experts like them would not be killed, their fate would still be unpleasant.
Remembering the Demon Spirit Masters' cruel methods, even Liao Jun and the others shuddered all over.
"Do any of you have a good plan? We can't keep wasting time here." Liao Jun was so anxious it was as though his head were on fire, and the others were much the same. If the war went badly, they were the only ones who could be made to carry the blame.
Liao Jun flew into a rage. "What, not one of you has a good idea? What exactly do I keep you around for?" He thundered inside the camp, and not a single soldier nearby dared approach.
Sometimes, however, things took an unexpected turn. Just as Liao Jun was raging, a soldier suddenly came in from outside and said, "Greetings, General. Greetings, my lords. I have a plan that should resolve our current predicament." Judging by the insignia on his uniform, he was one of the men assigned to miscellaneous chores in the army.
His strength was unimpressive; he had only just reached the Spirit Blood Realm. Normally, a general like Liao Jun would never have paid any attention to such a soldier. Now, however, he had become their last lifeline.
"Tell me. What's your plan? As long as it works, I won't stint on your