Sneaking Into the City
Just then, Huang Fusong asked, "The plan is good, but how do we spread the message to let the soldiers inside the city know about our strength?"
"Ah... well... what should we do?" Dong Zhuo panicked, sweating profusely. His inner turmoil echoed, "My son-in-law hasn't told me about this yet! What should I say?"
Seeing Dong Zhuo's reaction, Huang Fusong became almost certain.
"This plan is not from Dong Zhuo's thoughts," he secretly contemplated. "If not him, then who could it be?"
As everyone racked their brains, suddenly, Long Chen stood up and said, "I have a good plan to handle this!"
His voice wasn't loud or slow, yet it exuded conviction, surprising even the seasoned generals.
"Just you!? Such big words from someone so young," mocked an old general in the tent.
Upon witnessing this, Wang Yun, irritated, slammed the table and rebuked, "Who are you to speak? This lad is under my care; you have no authority to lecture him!"