"Our warriors are strong, but they're too undisciplined. Each fights his own battle. They don't know how to work together, and the more of them there are, the more chaotic it gets.
"The Pan Tribesmen are different. They cooperate and form battle formations. One of them can't beat one Black Rock Warrior, and ten of them can't beat five of us. But the more they have, the stronger they become. A thousand of them can fight five thousand of us..."
He Nu thought, No matter what, I have to survive and bring this knowledge back...
Meanwhile, Shao Jun glanced at the scene as he passed on his inspection. His face showed neither grief nor joy. Without disturbing them, he walked on with his attendants.
He had no idea that among the captive slaves he had just swept his gaze over, one had already begun rethinking the tactics used in the Black Rock Mountains...
Had he known, he would have executed that slave without mercy.
But he did not know!
It was like the First Emperor of Qin on his tour of the four seas, his might felt throughout the land. He had not known that among the people welcoming him stood Xiang Yu, who thought, I could take his place, and Liu Bang, who thought, That is what a great man should be!
Yet in this world of the Divine Way, some things could still be sensed through the unseen.
A sense of danger arose in Shao Jun's heart. He could not grasp its source, yet it followed him like a shadow, leaving him increasingly restless and irritable.
"Shao Jun, how good it would have been to sacrifice these slaves to the Pan God. Even if we didn't, we could have made an army of them and taken Black Rock