Upon hearing this, Sun Quan's eyelids twitched wildly. "To endure for another month—how can you even say that with a straight face? Tell me, we're facing an army of at least two hundred fifty thousand, counting the barbarians, with fifteen thousand bearing the Three Talents, and there are two Military Spirit Legions; I haven't even counted the Dual Talent Legions yet."
"Tell me, how on earth are we supposed to endure for a month with just our men?"
But upon thinking about this, Sun Quan paused, realizing that they had just fought a skirmish with the Romans half an hour ago.
The opponent then had over two hundred thousand strong, more Three Talents than now, more Military Spirit Legions, more Dual Talents, and we actually survived. Sun Quan couldn't help but admire himself a bit, feeling a sense of innate pride for not only participating in such a large-scale battle but also surviving it.
