A chance for victory

For a long moment, Bai Yun and the rest of the team stood silent. Finally, Bai Yun spoke. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter how much their lives are worth. When death comes, you are all the same."

"Exactly my point." Huang Yao replied with a smile.

"And my point is that we can't defend. We have pickaxes, hoes and kitchen knives. Even if, by some miracle, we reach the nanites, we have nothing to harm it with. No great walls of rock and metal to block them. No army to deter them. No formations to defend and nothing to set up."

When Bai Yun spoke the team went silent once again.

"Come to think of it didn't there used to be a formation here somewhere." Huang Yao said.

"What." Bai Yun was surprised.

"That's right, the Ming clan's old formation. Where did it go?" Snake said.

"What are you talking about?" Bai Yun asked.