The cold wind brushed through the treetops, the valley was silent.
Fight or not, fight or not?! This was the three words that kept swirling in Fatty's mind.
Choosing to fight or not to fight may mean life or death for the warriors following him north.
In his previous plan, his intention was to hit the enemy hard, forcing the opposing Commander into making a wrong judgment about their strength. But he never dreamed that the opposing Commander would deploy the elite "Blade" Special Forces Camp right away!
This is a cunning Commander, calm and cautious.
When he sent a regiment to move west, he simultaneously used his best camp to chase and collide with Baz's platoon. A methodical planner, once he makes a move, he leaves no retreat for others.
If it was just an ordinary camp, Fatty had full confidence in wiping out the enemy! Even if the opponent was the second-ranked Armored Division of the Jiepeng Royal First Guard, he had no fear.
