Qiu Liju, that sixth brother, is a jinx!

The current situation in Youzhou is like being on a powder keg, with sparks flying everywhere.

Trying to put out fires everywhere will only be futile.

Now, all we can do is hold onto this powder keg and fight a decisive battle against the approaching imperial army and Youzhou army.

"Everyone!"

Zhang Chun shouted, "Why don't they dare to come directly to Ji County to fight us, but instead send troops to attack us from all sides?"

"That's because they fear our military strength in Ji County, which has caused us to panic!"

"The more critical the moment, the more we must remain calm and not fall into their trap or lose our composure."

"If we win this final battle, we will not only get back everything we lost before, but we will also gain even more!"

Zhang Chun's words were like a bottle of poison, temporarily quenching the thirst of the people in the tent.

Murong Mohuba also slowly woke up, and upon hearing Zhang Chun's seductive words, he was also invigorated:

"That's right, what you eat of me you must spit out, what you take of me you must return!"

"I will tear Yuwen Yong apart by five horses for betraying me."

Dun Ta also said, "Strategist, one piece of bad news after another is affecting the morale of the army. We must boost morale and cheer for the decisive battle!"

"The Emperor, King Qiuliju, and Khan Murong!"

A sinister glint flashed in Zhang Chun's eyes. He raised his voice and swept his gaze across the crowd, "That's right, now we not only need to boost morale, but also retaliate in kind!"

"We will each send out 10,000 men, day and night, to attack Ji County!"

"Take Ji County, and massacre the city for three days!"