Meng Di sighed: "But if I lose my life, it wouldn't be worth it."

"That depends on how it was lost."

Jia Hu did not rush to take action.

He recognized Meng Di's regimental commander's uniform.

Then, the person in front of him should be the strongest among the enemies.

As for the rest, let the children deal with them themselves.

"Dead is dead, what difference does it make?"

Meng Di was puzzled.

Jia Hu nodded: "Yes."

"Could you give me some advice?"

Meng Di is quite humble.

Jia Hu was a little curious: "Can your people stand you talking so much?"

"That's about right!"

Meng Di smiled and said, "If you are really that strong, you can just attack us directly. There is no need to be sneaky."

According to common sense, Meng Di's statement makes sense.

But the problem is...

"That kid is too steady in his actions. He doesn't want any casualties on our side."

He thought about what Ning Fan had just told him.

Don't act rashly before you understand your opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

To be honest, this explanation conflicts with Jia Hu's character.

Jia Hu doesn't like to hide in the dark and launch sneak attacks.

Moreover, the older I get, the less I like it.

So, when he was discovered by Meng Di, given his strength, it was very easy for him to leave safely.

But he didn't do that.

"Forget about the instructions. After all, we're going to fight hard soon."

Jia Hu smiled and said, "Young man, if you don't make a move, I will make one first."

Meng Di also restrained his smile.

He raised his right hand.

A burst of light appeared in his hand.

Soon, the light gathered and condensed into a long sword over one and a half meters long.

Spirit Servant: Phantom Weapon.