Liu Dahei chuckled and pulled Lin Man into the house. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother Lin, let me ask you. Do you think the Great Zhou can still hold on this time?"
Lin Man lowered his head in deep thought. After a while, he said, "It's hard to say. The Great Zhou has an army of 800,000."
Liu Dahei pursed his lips. "So what if it's 800,000? There are strong enemies outside and rebellions inside. They will still die. Furthermore, those generals might have their own selfish motives. Let's not talk about others. Just look at Qi Haoran. Even though he's an official, isn't he mixing with bandits like us in harmony anyway? Although his aim is to capture West Xia's soldiers, if he's patriotic and has loyalty to the Emperor, he should kill us or rat us out to the Imperial Court and get soldiers to surround us. But look, after half a month, it's never crossed his mind to send news to the Imperial Court's army."