Zheng Fan wasn't tense, nor did he have a headache. The last time, he only had four hundred barbarian troops on his side, but this time, there were one thousand five hundred riders.
The enemy had learned to be vigilant, but his side had become even more powerful.
Of course, attacking the city was out of the question. Even if Zheng Fan was willing, the Sixth Prince in far-off Yanjing wouldn't possibly agree.
He had painstakingly invested resources for Zheng Fan to raise troops, not for them to become cannon fodder by swarming the city walls.
If they were attacking the imperial capital of Qian State, that would be a different story, but attacking here... Heh. It wasn't worth it.
Moreover, they had all rushed here and had no siege equipment, not even scaling ladders. Were they supposed to start cutting down trees to make them now?
"We should still go for a sneaky play," Zheng Fan said.
Blind Bei nodded.
A sneaky play is the best choice, and it can even be addictive.
