Under the moonlight, a faint smile appeared on Lu Xiao's captivating face, seemingly charming, yet her demeanor held a hint of coolness.
She said, "Young Master—oh no, Prince Han, there's no need for this."
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"That military attire, I originally intended for Prince Qin."
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"No, I should say, regardless of who takes that path, as long as he's attacking Taiyuan, I would offer such a strategy. Because what I want is not to help you, but to use your blade to kill Wang Shaoji."
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"Moreover, I only provided a set of military attire, without truly providing a strategy. If not for Prince Han's cleverness and vigilance, being able to deduce from a set of clothes to reverse the uniforms of the subordinates to impersonate Wang Family's troops to attack Western Turkic reinforcements, causing them to fight amongst themselves, the outcome of this battle would be hard to decide. I'm even less daring to claim credit."
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