Just as Zhou Rong racked his brains over how the white-robed man would ignite this fire from within their naval army, an unfamiliar general lit a flame on the deck right before his eyes.
The moment the flame touched Yin Zhen, it suddenly turned crimson.
"Buzz!"
In an instant.
Zhou Rong felt his mind ringing, and the scene before his eyes froze.
Everything that had happened throughout the Battle of Chibi began flashing through his mind like a horse viewing flowers.
From the first clash between the two armies, when the enemy deployed the Dragon King Sacrifice grand array and forced the great ships to a halt, leaving them no choice but to link their ships with iron chains; then, working with Sima Yao to stage a feigned surrender and a self-inflicted ruse to lower his guard. Their true goal had been to race for Fuyu Prefecture and burn the grain supplies, then send troops out through Ziwu Valley to feign an attack on the capital, making everyone believe Chen Sanshi was making a desperate gamble—and had lost.
But from beginning to end, Chen Sanshi had only one objective...
To do everything possible to draw the bandits of Mangshan Prefecture into the imperial army, then light this fire from within the Water Control Grand Array.
If there was no demand.
Then create demand!
If the ships were too scattered to burn, then churn rivers and overturn seas, forcing them to link their ships with iron chains; if their troops had sufficient provisions, then burn their grain and force them to transfer supplies from Mangshan Prefecture.
Each link locked seamlessly into the next.
It looked complicated, yet it had all been inevitable!
Because...
Zhou Rong had no choice but to walk the road the white-robed man had laid out for him.