Upcoming Battle (2)

"Big boss! Big boss! There's a cloud of dust coming up from the Ninth Milestone! From the way it looks, there should be more than a hundred horsemen is coming at us!" said one of the bandits.

Lang Xue's expression changed as he listened to his subordinate's report. Looking back at the group of experts around him, he pondered.

A few strategies came into his mind, but none of them were good for him right now. Even an idiot could have guessed that the incoming squadron is likely the elites put together from the two convoys.

"Get ready to battle. Split our people into two groups and pincer them from both left and right!" said Lang Xue.

Soon after his strategy was put into action, Shan Xiong Xin's group of 180 elite soldiers came forward. Being able to meet the bandits on his way made him smile as he raised his weapon higher.

"Soldiers! Beware of our enemies' pincer formation! Get ready and charge towards the Ten Miles Plain!" Shan Xiong Xin said.