This time, Bai Bingzhe did not know whether he should scold Shangguan Wuji for not knowing what was good for him or admire his almost stubborn stupidity.
But that was good. Shangguan Wuji had never suffered any setbacks since he led the troops, and it was good to reduce his morale. Otherwise, in the real war in the future, his character would suffer a great loss.
"Then you should get ready. Look at the frightened faces of the Divine Wind Battalion." Bai Bingzhao looked at the dead soldiers of the Divine Wind Battalion.
The pride that had been developed for many years had almost worn down the killing intent and mentality of the true elite soldiers. They would lose morale if they suffered such a little setback.
Shangguan Wuji took two deep breaths to calm himself down.
When he walked to
