Long Chen responded mysteriously:
"Zilong, take some men to gather part of the grain inside the city as three days' rations.
Burn the rest to ashes!! After that, we'll withdraw immediately!"
Zhao Yun accepted the order and left. Lü Bu stepped forward, puzzled:
"My lord, why don't we take the grain with us instead of burning it all? Isn't that a waste?"
Long Chen shook his head and explained slowly:
"It's not that I don't want to take the grain with us. It's because our army is all cavalry.
Taking the grain would slow down our march."
"Moreover, in this operation, we only need to destroy Sakura Kingdom's supplies."
Lü Bu nodded thoughtfully at Long Chen's words, inwardly impressed by Long Chen's meticulous planning.
Standing atop the city wall, Long Chen held his sword. The wind blew, scattering his long hair as his robe fluttered, exuding an ancient charm.
In the live broadcast room, many female fans were already astonished by Long Chen's appearance.