Victory (3)

"Are we using the tanks?"

"Yes…"

"It's best to fire a few cannons on the enemy's retreating path and completely crush the enemy's fighting spirit…"

"Alright, you make the arrangements. Don't make any noise!"

Zhao Yu's side was busy preparing, while the Han Army's side was busy partying.

Out of the six hundred regular soldiers, more than five hundred were having fun or resting, leaving only a few dozen people scattered around to patrol the night.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yu had been monitoring the Han Family's Eldest Young Master, Han Yong De, until three in the morning before he turned off the lights and went to sleep.

"On the other side, the four hundred knights of the mercenary group were no better, all indulging in drinking and merriment, similarly going to sleep around 2 am.

Clearly, they did not take this battle seriously, believing that the six hundred regular troops of the Han family were sufficient.