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Since Zhong Ming was able to say such words, it meant that he had great confidence in his commander's ability.

"That's good!" "Tonight, I will give you an army of 400 thousand. I will also give you the support of two great Magisters. If they can easily invade the city, then this army of 400 thousand will belong to you in the future."

Third Prince patted his shoulder and laughed.

"Good!" Does Your Highness mean what you say? "

Zhong Ming asked excitedly.

"Hehe, how could I, as a noble prince, make such a joke like this? What I say is naturally within the realm of words."

If it were any other person who dared to speak to the Third Prince like that, he would have long ago become angry, but for some reason, when he faced Chong Ming, he was unable to get angry.

"Alright, then please wait for the good news!"

After Zhong Ming had finished speaking, he didn't even bother to greet the third prince. Instead, he stood up and quickly ran outside.

"This boy …"

The Third Prince looked at his departing back and shook his head with a smile.

He didn't know if it was because he had been dealing with someone like the fat commander for a long time, but when he saw someone like Zhong Ming, who was straightforward and had no shrewdness, the third prince was even more happy.

"Hehe, raising a dog can't raise a dog that's too smart."

The third prince muttered to himself as he lay on the back of his chair, humming a small tune as he closed his eyes …

Zhong Ming rushed back to his tent in a flurry of emotions. The moment he opened the door and entered his tent, the silly look on his face immediately disappeared without a trace. Replacing it was a superior's coldness and majesty.

There were quite a few people in the tent. Other than the Gu brothers and Duo Tong, there were also a few people who were already in the upper echelons in the slums.

"Boss."

Seeing that Zhong Ming had returned, everyone hurriedly greeted him.

"Sit down and discuss how we should proceed tonight."

Zhong Ming sat down, staring at his little sister.

As the brain of a slum force, the dual-pupiled warrior was their leader in a sense.

"Brother, what's the situation?"

Duo Tong had long since gotten used to her identity. When she saw everyone looking at her, she immediately asked.

"The 3rd Prince gave an army of 400 thousand to the old headmaster and two great magisters, Dale and Bing, to assist from the side."

Zhong Ming threw out the command medallion.

"Hehe, looks like he is very confident. With such a large sum, he is probably planning to attack the city tonight."

Duo Tong shot a glance at the command token and let out a cold laugh.

"What should we do?"

A trace of awkwardness appeared on Zhong Ming's face.

As a spy on the side of the third prince, it was indeed difficult for him.

If he did not put in a good effort, it would definitely arouse the third prince's suspicions. If he was unlucky, he wouldn't be the only one here, and Duo Tong and all of the brothers in the slums would be there as well.2

However, if the city was successfully breached, there was no way Lin Mo could explain it.

It was impossible to screw over the deity he worshipped no matter how clear he was.

"Idiot, it's not easy for others to do things, what can't we do?"

Duo Tong glanced at his brother and said unhappily.

"Let me ask you, what is the biggest difference between the soldiers under the Third Prince and us?"

"Eh, we are unorthodox?"

Zhong Ming asked tentatively.

Dual-pupiled man immediately covered his forehead with his hands and closed his eyes.

"Of course it's for us to control the overall situation!"

Duo Tong pulled his hand away as the golden gears in his eyes started to spin.

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