Chapitre 21: Great war memory (2)

"10,000 troops?" The higher-ups who heard the report whispered to each other, they were considering the enemy's abilities.

"How can we possibly win against an army that is twice our number?" One of the bearded higher-ups was surprised with an anxious face.

Even though they were all elite troops, their opponents were also the same, and the numbers were twice as large, normally they wouldn't have any hope of winning.

"Then what should we do now? Should we retreat or find another path?" the other higher-ups started to feel less confident.

There is no other way, and we can't retreat either, our only chance is to trap them in the valley, we are closer to the valley than them, and as long as we get into the right position, we have a pretty high chance of winning."

The thin-bodied ranker again pointed at the map in his hand, his voice filled with deep conviction, after all, he was one of the strategists.

"What do you mean? You want us to fight them? They outnumber us, and they are also elite troops!"

"That's right, we shouldn't have made such a rash plan."

"We know you are a strategist, but you also have to be aware, our troops are the decisive factor in the victory! If the mission fails, it will have a big impact on all the strategies that have been made from the beginning."

The other higher-ups obviously couldn't accept such a plan, after all, if they could come up with a plan, their enemies could do it too, they are not animals that just rely on body strength.

"I know, but the cliffs along this valley are filled with large rocks and the ground is very fragile, we can use them to ambush the enemy, if it succeeds at least half of the enemy army will fall, and the fact is we don't have to use great force to do so." The skinny high-ranking officer continued trying to defend his plan.

"And one more thing you should know, we have almost no other choice, you already know for sure we are frontline troops, if the front troops retreat, then the other forces will have a big impact, that's the reason why all of our members are elite troops." The skinny higher-up holding the map gave further explanation.

Hearing that the other higher-ups were slightly stunned, they could only clench their fists and their eyes were still filled with doubt.

"Young master, what do you think?" After things had been quiet for a while, one of the higher-ups turned to Yashu with a slightly hesitant voice, then followed by the gazes of the other higher-ups.

The higher-ups knew that Yashu had been appointed general and the real decision was made by him.

"We will do it, there is no reason to retreat, if necessary I can personally slaughter more than a thousand enemy troops." Firm words that seemed arrogant came out of Yashu's mouth, this made the higher-ups swallow hard and be a little scared.

But of course, they think it's not just nonsense, Yashu's achievements have spread to all corners of the country, and slaying a small or large clan alone is something he is used to, even at a very young age, that's why he was appointed as one of the generals by the empire.

"Fine, we understand!" Even the higher-ups didn't object, after all, a general's decision was absolute, and even if they had a thousand reasons to refuse, they wouldn't dare do it.

After the meeting was over, the figure of a black-haired youth came in and poured drinks for the higher-ups, the young man just lowered his head and never raised his head.

Yashu stared at the young man closely, then when the young man poured a drink into his glass, Yashu slightly narrowed his eyes, however, it was only for a moment, and thinking it happened because the young man was nervous among the higher-ups, so Yashu let go of his suspicions and quickly brought the glass containing the drink to his mouth.

The youth nodded and immediately rushed out with a faint smile.

"Wait!" Yashu's deep voice called out, it made the young man bulge and tremble slightly.

However, he also knew Yashu's ability which was above normal humans, so he immediately turned around quickly, hoping Yashu didn't find out anything wrong.

"What about the troops? Have all the troops rested?" Yashu asked in an even voice towards the young man.

"That's right sir, after they finished eating, they immediately fell into a deep sleep."

"Alright, then come closer, I have something I want to leave for all of them." Yashu waved his hand casually as if nothing had happened.

The young man did not dare to refuse and immediately approached, while the higher-ups who saw Yashu's strange behavior could only remain silent while continuing to drink their drinks.

"South!"

A black sword flashed causing a swish of wind, in an instant Yashu's black blade was right in front of the black-haired youth's neck.

The higher-ups inside the tent were dumbfounded by the general's attitude, but the most shocked was of course the black-haired youth, he even thought his death was not negotiable.

"Who sent you?" Yashu asked, her red eyes gleaming sharply, as if ready to cut the young man's neck at any moment.

"Master… What do you mean? I don't understand!" Feeling lost half of his soul, the young man tried to ask with a stammering fear and sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Quick! Check what is going on outside!" Yashu didn't answer, and instead immediately ordered the higher-ups to check the condition of his troops, however, he felt something was strange.

One of the higher-ups immediately woke up from his shock, stood up from his seat, and wanted to immediately go check on the condition of the troops according to orders.

"Dugg... Dugg"

The high-ranking officer suddenly glared and pressed his chest as if it was being stabbed by a thousand needles, "Impossible…!"

"Oaaack!"

While trying to think of what happened, blood first spilled out of his mouth, and he immediately collapsed on the ground writhing in pain, slowly bluish-white foam leaked out of his mouth.

Seeing that, Yashu's eyes bulged with an ugly face, "Poison...!" His mind was churning with anger, at the same time, the higher-ups were also very angry and scared, they all looked at the glass in their own hands, and haven't had the chance to say anything they experienced the same thing as the high ranker who fell the first time.

There was no screaming sound whatsoever as if there was a big rock holding their throats until in the end their mouths were filled with bluish foam and died with blue faces.

Yashu who witnessed that situation even almost forgot what he should do, his face suddenly black and ugly, how could such an incident befall the troops led by him?

Inside the tent, there are 7 officials consisting of 5 men and 2 women.

Of the 7 higher-ups, 5 people had died horribly, and only 2 higher-ups remained, one of them was a skinny man holding a map, and the other was a burly old man with a straight expression as if not surprised by what was happening in front of him.

"Poison! We have been poisoned!" The thin higher-up who was still holding the map in his hand shouted with a pale face from shock, he was one of the higher-ups who had yet to touch a glass of poisoned wine.

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