"Alright, stop just focusing on scolding people. It's normal for you to lose five times in a row."
No matter how much Zhang Shicun scolded, it couldn't change the fact that they had lost five games in a row. Xu Fan interrupted him directly.
"No! Brother Xu Fan! How can you say that!"
"We..."
Hearing Xu Fan's words, Zhang Shicun couldn't help but feel a bit unhappy.
Could it be that he also looked down upon his own soldiers?
Subconsciously, he wanted to continue, to prove to Xu Fan that none of his soldiers were weaklings.
But before he could give an order, Xu Fan interrupted him again.
"Zhang Shicun, it's not that I look down on your men; it's that the other side is up to something, do you understand?"
"This..."
"Brother Xu Fan, what do you mean by that?"
Hearing Xu Fan's explanation, Zhang Shicun was completely puzzled.
Not to mention anything else, just in the last round, it was normal for his men to lose.
There was no sign of trickery at all.
"..."
