CHAPTER 230 SHATTER THE ENEMIES INTO PIECES (PART TWO)

If Rocky's analysis of the situation was correct and if the remaining two troops of the Black Army

continued to go down as the others had, then the Black Army would undoubtedly lose. With his lone

troop remaining, he was going to end up surrounded by the White Army's troops. And no matter how

healthy and well-rested they were, they won't be able to withstand the numbers. After all, even a fierce

tiger would find itself hard-pressed to defend against a circling pack of wolves. But of course, now that

Rocky knew where the wind lay, he could take steps to prevent it from happening.

'It seems that we actually have to take action now. We must find a way to salvage the situation, ' Rocky

thought to himself. As he thought this, his face was stony and grim. He couldn't help putting on a stern

expression. Confident in his choice of action, he summoned his troop.

As the troop had rested for a full two hours, everyone was still eager and high-spirited. They were

hungry for battle, ready to shatter their enemies into pieces.

"Brothers, now is the time for you to show your full strength. We're going to war, and we are going to

teach the White Army a lesson it won't forget. Do you know what I've heard? I received word of the

White Army saying that they will completely defeat the soldiers of the Black Army. And they have plans

to humiliate us by having us tear off our pants in surrender. They're despicably arrogant!" Rocky's

words echoed over his troops. They were purposeful; he aimed to drive a raging strength to his men.

He could not allow his troops to appear weak, or they would not be able to push forward as ferociously

as possible in the coming battles.

And his words had their full effect: his soldiers became infuriated. Livid at the alleged bold-faced

remarks made by the White Army, the soldiers of Rocky's troop were eager to show them true defeat.

"If the White Army despises us so much, then we had better teach them a lesson that will really make

them mad!"

"We're going to beat them so hard that their mothers won't even recognize them!"

"Ha-ha, I guess those guys haven't realized how pathetic they are. How dare they think we'll tear our

pants off for them to surrender?! These bastards are really tired of living, aren't they?"

Seeing that the morale among the soldiers was at its peak, Rocky nodded with satisfaction. When

marching and in combat, the morale of soldiers was the most essential factor. A thousand listless

soldiers would never beat five hundred spirited ones, with morale and energy high. There were

numerous precedents of a small, dedicated troop defeating what seemed like an insurmountable

number of enemies. Morale and passion was the key to military victory, and it was part of true

gamesmanship and tradecraft. If a troop's soldiers were brave and bold with no fear of death, they

could resist any violent attack to the end.

Now that he could see that his soldiers were full of passion and vigor, Rocky knew that it was the best

time to launch an attack against the White Army. He began to arrange and mobilize his troop. First, he

set three hundred soldiers out to lie in ambush on a nearby slope. Then, he scattered another two

hundred soldiers to secret places in the woods and asked them to hide their tracks.

Afterwards, Rocky turned away and began to prepare his battle plan.

All the way at the White Army's camp, their six troops were also in high spirits. The ranks of soldiers

were spread out through the whole training ground where they began to eagerly search for the traces

of the Black Army's three remaining troops, including Rocky's. Bolstered by their success and

determined to defeat their enemies, they were ready to capture all the remaining Black Army troops in

a single swoop.

But one thing remained on their minds. According to the rules of the contest, the troop of the army that

received the most military flags would be rewarded with a primary Dark Heaven Egg. So although the

White Army's troops were united at the moment, each one secretly hoped that their own troop would be

the one to find the Black Army's three troops first and seize their military flags. This way, they were

more likely to win when it came to the final calculation of who had more flags.

As it stood, three White Army troops had already obtained one more military flag each, while the other

three had none. Those who had the captured flags wanted more, so as to have a better chance of

winning the primary Dark Heaven Egg. And the troops that had not yet captured a single military flag holds text © rights.

also wanted at least one, so as not to lose face when the contest finally ended and the flags were

counted. In a way, the number of captured flags displayed the troop's strength.

The White Army troop led by Flank had two military flags. As long as his troop could capture one more

flag, Flank knew that they would be able to stand above the rest of the White Army's troops.

'That's odd. I haven't seen Rocky's troop since the contest began. Is it possible that he is so afraid of

me that he has hidden himself like a yellow-bellied coward?' Flank wondered, somewhat amazed at the

audacity. He had hoped to take the opportunity to teach Rocky a lesson. However, he had yet to even

glimpse Rocky's troop, let alone find a chance to severely punish him.

While Flank was still wondering where Rocky had gone, a figure suddenly materialized in front of his

troop, appearing as suddenly and quietly as a gust of wind.

"You?!" Flank was aghast and speechless in shock at the sight of the figure in front of him. He glowered

at it, eyes blazing in sheer malice.

Speak of the devil: it was Rocky himself, the same man that had haunted Flank's mind just now,

appearing as though he was a devil summoned.