As long as they crossed the Wang River and captured Jade Plate City, Situ Yi's new dynasty would inevitably dissipate like smoke. Afterwards, with the loss of the Wang River as a natural barrier and buffer zone, the wild people would be left with only two choices: either pack up their belongings and return to the snow plains laden with spoils, or engage in a head-on, bloody battle with the Yan Army on the eastern bank of the Wang River.
"It looks like they're about to cross the Wang River," Jin Shuke said.
"Doesn't that mean we're completely out of trouble then?"
Jin Shuke shook his head. "When hunting a wolf, it's not over until it has drawn its last breath."
Life itself is a profound study, and Jin Shuke, having grown up in the desert and originating from a penal tribe, had a deep understanding of it. Many of his philosophies and experiences were rooted in life.
Most importantly, he knew that if this war proceeded too smoothly, his own General might genuinely be in trouble.
