章節 1257: So What If They All Died?

He was not sure if Ming Fucheng had gone crazy because of him in recent days, but he had been sending troops to provoke the Zhanling Military Camp frequently.

In just a few days, there were no less than 30 battles.

He had suffered significant losses on his side, but Ming Fucheng fared even worse. Over twice as many soldiers had died. Was he not taking the lives of the soldiers in his camp seriously?

"Are they trying to crush the Zhanling Military with that little military strength?"

Even if that were true, it would depend on his ability to do so. Despite having fewer troops than the Yueming Empire, Zhanling Military Camp's combat strength far outweighed that of the Yueming Military Camp.

If that was Ming Fucheng's plan, he had miscalculated.