The wind howled furiously. Above them was a hundred-li canopy of power, with the occasional bird seen flying by.
The light of the Great Sun filtered through the heavy clouds and the canopy of power, spilling down to illuminate the First Fortress of the Qi Kingdom, making it shimmer.
On the fortress wall, the general's expression was incredibly grim. He clutched his long halberd, staring intently at the chariots and carriages before the fortress.
"Sir, what are your orders?" the adjutant asked. "Should we unleash a thunderous assault? Activate the army formation, rain down a million arrows, and kill this man?"
"Are you mad?"
The general glanced sideways and said coldly,
"A Great Virtue of this age isn't so easily killed. Not to mention, he is accompanied by the Ruler of the State of Qin, a Grand Grade expert!"
After a pause, he took a deep breath and continued,
"For now, we'll wait and see... Have the soldiers prepare. All bows drawn!"
