Several burly generals swore as they walked away.
Prince Jin watched their backs and nodded with satisfaction.
'These are all skilled in leading troops. Settling them means the matter is half done!'
'Excellent!'
He stood by the window for a long time.
The sky remained overcast with dark clouds pressing down.
The air still carried the chill of decay, with everything seemingly lifeless.
Prince Jin clenched his fists, grinding his teeth in thought.
'Soon!'
'Soon things will change!'
First seize military power, then attack the Great Chu.
In spring and summer, with lean times, the starving wolves have been hungry for far too long.
The Chu Dynasty may be strong, with robust soldiers.
Yet the warriors of Western Xia are fierce, each worth ten men in battle.
Moreover, the desperation for survival when facing death is irresistible.
Especially since Fengfeng has already set up everything in Great Chu.
This time.
