Hearing Qin Qishi Shi's acknowledgment, it appeared as if Zhuge's excitement flared anew.
"Your Majesty, perhaps you intend to instead send a squad of elite death‑soldiers disguised as our generals, correct?" he asked, voice quick with eager confirmation.
Before Qin Qishi Shi could reply, Zhuge rushed on, words falling into eager murmurs.
"Brilliant… ah, what a brilliant move," he breathed, eyes shining.
"First you would stage the spectacle, and then make it look as if our generals strode boldly into Fang territory. Make sure the Azure Phoenix sees it, so they believe our command is exposed. Then they'll assume we lack our full strength…"
"Those death‑soldiers you send into the barrier," Zhuge said, eyes gleaming with grim satisfaction, "When they detonate in unison, the shock will not merely bruise flesh; it will tear at a Nascent‑Soul powerhouse. Even someone at Fang Yuan's height will feel the bite of a coordinated, full‑power blast."
