"When troops meet at a narrow road, the courageous will win?"
He Daoren muttered to himself, looking at the 20,000 troops who were lined up at the foot of the mountain.
He knew that these were Zhuang Yu's guards, made up of elites hand-picked by him after many battles. After 5 years, only now did they take a rough shape. They were called the Xuandu Guards.
However, what was unexpected was that Zhuang Yu had never used this army on the battlefield to date.
This was because he was god-like at using troops, often he didn't need to personally fight the wars. He didn't need to spend much effort to defeat the enemy. Due to his fame, often when the enemy saw his flag, they would flee.
This resulted in people of the world knowing about his close guards, but they never heard about their achievements.
Zhuang Yu wanted to use this elite army here to fight head-on and beat the enemy that outnumbered them 50 to 1.