"Poison them? How are we supposed to poison them?" Xiwat asked, baffled. "You mean we go down there and take control of all those rebel leaders?"
"No, no, no." Zhang Menglong shook his head.
"Then you mean their families? But right now we might not even be able to get back to the capital, there's no way we can get close to their families!"
"Not that either." Zhang Menglong kept shaking his head. "I'm a man of principles, I look down on using cheap tricks like that to threaten people."
Xiwat rolled his eyes. You're planning to poison people and you still claim you're not despicable? Poison is poison; only the targets are different—what's the difference?
"Then what exactly do you mean by poisoning?" Xiwat really couldn't think of anything else.
"Aren't they just relying on numbers?" Zhang Menglong grinned. "How many soldiers does the entire Mansha Kingdom have? If we knock all of them out with poison, wouldn't that solve it?"
