"Has the army for the eastern campaign left?" A young man standing on the city tower sighed deeply as he watched Cai Yang lead the troops out of the city, "If Liu Ziyang were so easy to deal with, it would be nice. I wonder how much we'll lose this time?"
After seeing Cai Yang off, the man stood there at the city tower gate for a long time before turning to leave. Though Cai Yang is destined to lose this battle, all current failures are but preparations for turning the tables at the last moment.
Even someone as shrewd as Liu Ye is uncertain about outmaneuvering the youth decisively. If the opponent is prepared, Liu Ye would only secure a small victory at best, which would only make the opponent more serious, and Cao Cao's resources truly cannot compare to Liu Bei's.
