Afterward, Chen Xi and Ju Shou chatted casually about matters unrelated to the military situation. Ju Shou always found Chen Xi's certainty somewhat incomprehensible, but in the end, he habitually settled on the thought he had considered before—young and frivolous.
As the sun was about to set, Chen Xi looked at the clouds on the horizon and smiled. Their Soldiers of Mount Tai, after all, were protected by the city walls, while the external military camps, no matter how well set up, were bound to have oversights, such as right now.
"Rumble~" Thunder roared, and lightning wrapped around the dark clouds. Chen Xi used a dark cloud to push the rain clouds over here, but as he pushed, lightning began to strike, indicating it would likely pour before the clouds even arrived.