"Do you look down on me?" Hook's face turned cold as he questioned discontentedly.
Luo Zheng nodded in gratitude, glanced at everyone, and said coldly, "Brothers, the enemy has ambushed us again and again. While it's still dark, I want to strike back. What do you all think?"
"No need to say more, just give the order." The Scholar and others responded without hesitation. The repeated attacks had caused them great hardship, and they were holding a grudge, eager to retaliate.
Luo Zheng pointed at the lightning in the sky and said, "Brothers, this stormy night is absolutely unsuitable for using guns because of the risk of lightning strikes. So, I need a team, not too many people, without guns, using bows and arrows. Scholar, select the best archers from each group, five people per team will do. Hook, you select thirty of your best shooters to make a fifty-man team."
