If you fire more than ten shots in a row, wouldn't it be easy to wipe out ten people?

Thinking about this, the general on the other side felt that he was getting a little carried away. Ever since he realized the power of the Ming Dynasty, he had become more and more daring in his thinking.

Although this is indeed the case.

After a moment of deep thought, Ma Sanbao suddenly slammed his hand on the table and said:

"Alright, since the other side has mobilized 50,000 troops, I cannot underestimate them in the slightest. Here's what I'll do: pass on my order that our Ming army send out 1,000 soldiers."

Upon hearing this, the general on the other side stumbled and almost fell down on his backside.

He thought the Ming general would use all five thousand soldiers, and even go to the Ming crown prince to request more troops from ships.

But to everyone's surprise, he only decided to send a thousand soldiers.

Moreover, it seemed like a great determination had been made, as if a large number of troops had been dispatched.

Those who know him know he sent 1,000 troops, but those who don't might think he sent 100,000.

This left the military commander on the other side speechless, so he said to Ma Sanbao:

"General of the Ming Dynasty, why don't we send all the soldiers? After all, the enemy has 50,000 men. One against ten is already quite formidable. Why fight fifty against one?"

Ma Sanbao nodded and said:

"No need to say more, it's decided. A thousand soldiers is already a lot." The military commander was speechless. He wanted to say something, but felt he couldn't say anything.

Because that would make him seem ignorant.