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Lin Feng furrowed his brow, lost in thought as he carefully considered what Lu An had just said. After a moment, he slowly nodded, acknowledging that Lu An's words did hold a certain degree of reason.
Then, Lin Feng raised his head and directed his gaze at Lu An, asking, "So what do you think we should do?"
Lu An pondered for a moment before responding, "I believe we should take all these people back to the Wu Kingdom and force them to work as laborers. This way, we can make use of their manpower while preventing them from causing any more trouble."
However, Lin Feng waved his hand dismissively, rejecting the suggestion. He said in a deep voice, "There's no need for that. For those who are unwilling to follow us to the Wu Kingdom, we can simply let them leave on their own."
Clearly, Lin Feng had his own plans and ideas regarding this matter. His true intention behind this action was to create chaos and trouble for Jing Kingdom's rear lines. By doing so, he aimed to restrain Jing Kingdom and compel them to withdraw their troops. If these people could spread the news, it would perfectly align with his initial intentions.
Lin Feng instructed everyone to act according to his plan. Once everyone had left, only Lu Yong and Lin Feng remained in the large tent.
Lu Yong stood quietly, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng as he thoughtfully spoke up, "Nephew, how did you know they would charge towards my camp this morning? That was truly unexpected!"
Lin Feng smiled slightly, a glimmer of wisdom flashing in his eyes as he replied leisurely, "Uncle, think about it. Last night they launched a surprise attack on our camp under the cover of darkness and even set fire to so much of our supplies. This caused us significant losses."
"Given their arrogant nature, once they return to the city, they will undoubtedly boast about their achievements in this operation. Moreover, the people of Jing Kingdom have always looked down on our Wu Kingdom army, viewing us as weak and easily bullied like sheep."
"So when this news reaches Hulanmu's ears, he will certainly not miss such an excellent opportunity to attack."
At this point, Lin Feng paused briefly before adding, "If Hulanmu could just wait a few more days until our supplies are completely exhausted before launching an offensive, we might truly find ourselves in a desperate situation."
Listening to Lin Feng's analysis, Lu Yong nodded repeatedly in agreement. If he were in Hulanmu's position, he too would undoubtedly choose to launch an attack without hesitation. After all, opportunities on the battlefield are often fleeting; if one fails to seize such a rare chance in time, there may never be another opportunity for a comeback.
At that moment, Lu Yong seemed to suddenly remember something and asked again, "Nephew, there is one thing your uncle doesn't quite understand. When you fought Hulanmu today and ultimately killed him, what exactly was the situation like?"
Faced with Lu Yong's inquiry, Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face. He scratched his head and said, "Oh, uncle, to be honest, I just randomly blocked a strike. I never expected it would turn out like this."
Lu Yong approached with an imposing demeanor and raised his foot to deliver a sharp kick. He glared with wide eyes and shouted furiously, "Who do you think you're fooling? That move you just made was so fast that even I couldn't see it clearly!"
However, Lin Feng stood there like a statue, seemingly unaffected by Lu Yong's reprimand. His expression was blank, and his gaze was vacant, as if the entire world had nothing to do with him.
Seeing this, Lu Yong helplessly shook his head and sighed, "Alright, alright. Looking at you like this, if you truly have the ability to protect yourself, that would be quite good enough."
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