They had, at most, only 100,000 men. Even if they captured a city in the Xichen Kingdom, how long could they hold it? Even if the Xichen Kingdom had lost 300,000 men, their nation was rich and its army strong. In less than ten days, they could dispatch 500,000 troops to crush them. What good would a temporary occupation be? When the enemy arrived, they wouldn't even be able to outrun them; it would be a sheer waste of lives and resources. It was better to firmly defend Yanshan Pass and Yanshan City.
Yun No. 20 listened and scratched his head; he understood Xiao Yunjing's meaning. Only Feng Zhiqiang stared foolishly as the two spoke in riddles. He didn't ask either. He knew his own limitations; with his pig-like brain, he wouldn't understand even if they explained it.
Sure enough, about two hours later, the city gates opened once more, and a deafening RUMBLE echoed. Under Mr. Xiao's command, cart after cart laden with provisions was transported into the city.
