"Jinming, the troops have landed, organize the formation. Once the formation is complete, we will depart together," Zijin Guang instructed Zijin Ming.
"Understood, Guang."
Zijin Ming departed to organize the large contingent.
"Hmm?"
"You all, follow me first."
Zijin Guang, along with Yinjun and a Platinum Warrior, and dozens of Golden Guards, prepared to detach from the troop for reconnaissance.
He noticed flags fluttering in the grass ahead. The sky was gloomy, and heavy rain fell like a curtain, making it hard to see clearly.
Curious, Zijin Guang went ahead to inspect.
At this moment, Tai Zhong, crouched within a berry shrub, felt a jolt in his heart.
Why are only dozens of enemies approaching?
According to Tai Zhong's plan, eliminating hundreds of enemies was not an issue.
Dozens of enemies weren't worth his effort!
Moreover, with such a distance and the rain obscuring visibility, Tai Zhong couldn't assess the opponent's strength without activating the array.
