'I'm not exactly in an advantageous position.' Long Qian Xing mulled to himself for a moment before chuckling. Since he was not in a good position, why not make a move first so that he would be in a position to oversee the others?
That would be the best plan. Long Qian Xing quickly gave his order to Long Xu and the other 1000 men commander whom he had selected. They would relay his message to the soldiers later.
"Is everyone ready?"
"Yes, Master."
"You're still too slow." Long Qian Xing wore his armor and took his sword. "Next time, we'll have emergency drill training."
Long Xu was speechless. He was sure that they all had prepared themselves within the time it needed to brew tea, but it was still not enough? Just how fast did Long Qian Xing wanted them to be?
Long Qian Xing walked out of his tent, now fully donned in his armor. He looked at the soldiers in front of him that had already cleaned up their tents and everything.
