One hundred and fifty soldiers were gathering on the battlefield trial grounds. They each carried their shields and spears and seemed to be preparing to repel the attack. On the other hand, the other soldiers did the same. It was as if both sides had to wait for orders to attack. Jiang Kang Hua seemed to be holding his breath, and then he looked at the scene calmly. Until then, he raised his hand, and the sound of the trumpets of other soldiers resounded.
"Fire!" the sound of the rush was shrill. The two camps of soldiers began to attack and defend each other. For then, Jiang Kang Hua looked at the incident in silence. He seemed to be paying attention but doing nothing at all. Just sitting pretty, really sitting and still.