The Insect Race had already split its forces into three columns, but now two more had appeared. Zhang Fan sat calmly on the Throne, intending to consider the situation from Zhang Hongjun's perspective.
But he no longer knew Zhang Hongjun all that well. Zhang Hongjun had abandoned his Insectoid Race army, and Zhang Fan had no idea what he had used to replace it.
Zhang Fan recalled the Way of Illusion and Reality he had taught him before: how to gauge an enemy's mind and put himself in their shoes. Once he did that, he could naturally see through their intentions.
Zhang Fan closed his eyes and cleared his mind. He forgot about Zhang Hongjun and imagined that he had devised the deployment himself. If he possessed the Time Control Device, if he commanded a powerful army and divided it into five columns, how would he deploy them?
Time ticked away, but Zhang Fan remained calm, his eyes closed. Even the usually composed Shusha began to grow anxious.
Zhang Hongjun had lain low for so long for this very moment. This time, he must have prepared for everything.
An hour later, Zhang Fan slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly at Shusha. "That brat almost fooled me. Order all warships to turn around and attack Zhang Hongjun's Capital Star."
Shusha looked at Zhang Fan in astonishment. "Overlord, there aren't any energy fluctuations coming from Zhang Hongjun's Capital Star. We're attacking there?"
Zhang Fan gently patted Shusha's shoulder. "Make the false seem real and the real seem false. The Primordial Art of War! Hahaha, that brat has gotten pretty good at it."
Almost everyone was stunned when they received Zhang Fan's order. They were to ignore the five columns of warships and the three energy fluctuations and attack Zhang Hongjun's Capital