Sitting on the horse, Ximen Yehan narrowed his eyes and stared at the Beimang Camp not far away.
Seeing a group of people filing out of the camp, his face showed an unwavering expression.
Soon, the big horses behind Red Wolf lined up like a fan, forming a semi-surrounding force on Ximen Yehan and his 10,000 horses.[
The two armies faced each other within a stone's throw.
The red wolf was sitting on a tall horse with a bright red coat, with an arrogant expression on his face.
"Ximen Yehan, with only 10,000 troops, you can force me to camp. Are you... are you provoking me?!"
Raising his voice, Red Wolf's tone was domineering and full of sarcasm.
"Wangguan Town is originally our land of Western Chu, and I am the emperor of Western Chu."
Ximen Yehan spoke calmly, using only his inner strength to spread the sound.
"Standing on my land, not to mention just ten thousand soldiers and horses, even if I am alone, I am also standing with my tens of thousands of people in Western Chu!"
His voice became more and more penetrating, with a cold tone and clear timbre.
In this silent night, it becomes even more powerful.
"ha……"
He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then Chilang let out a cold snort from his nose.
"Ximen Yehan, how old do you think this king is, that I will return this Wangguan Town to you with just these few words of yours?!
On our grassland, strength speaks for itself, and only those with strength can call themselves masters!"
"Yeah?!"
Ximen Yehan asked lazily, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.
There was a hint of cunning in that smile.
"Does His Highness Red Wolf mean to fight alone with me, Ximen Yehan, according to the rules on the grassland?!"
"Your Highness, don't fall into the trap!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a lieutenant beside Chi Lang reminded Chi Lang in a low voice.[
"He wants to use provocation to lure you into battle!"
Looking sideways at the deputy general, Chi Lang's face turned cold.