Five days later, outside Yanzhou City.
Riding on horseback, Xiang Rong gazed at the not-so-grand city before him, lost in thought.
He was quite curious about how Ruan Shantao's disciple intended to deal with him. He had just led his army across the riverbank where defenses were easiest to set up, and through the forest where ambushes could be most easily arranged… From beginning to end, he hadn't seen any signs of preparation, as if the resistance of Yanzhou City was non-existent.
This wasn't the style Ruan Shantao would teach. If it were his old friend, he would certainly rely on the environment to set up multiple lines of defense, to kill as many of Xiang Rong's prairie armored warriors as possible, dragging them out in the countryside of Yanzhou. Ruan Shantao would especially focus on guarding against and suppressing Xiang Rong himself and the fierce generals he brought along.
