Changes Across the Nine Provinces

Lakes and mountains lay bathed in light, while the army's camps stretched in an unbroken chain. A few warhorses drank and grazed by the lakeshore, and all was peaceful, with no sign of war.

Zhao Yang strolled along the shore with several branch leaders of the Martial Forest Alliance.

Zhao Yang had only just arrived. With the Martial Forest Alliance under siege, the leaders of every branch had now gathered here in person to hold the line.

After their string of defeats, Great Qian's forces in Jing Province had also surfaced one after another. Everyone here had no choice but to treat the situation with utmost caution.

After some polite small talk, Zhou Yi cautiously asked, "I heard that Jing Province City has already fallen successfully, and Fang Xuan's army has fully moved into the city. Is that true?"

Walking with his hands behind his back, Zhao Yang nodded. "That is indeed the case. The reason I came to the front personally this time is precisely because of this. It concerns the survival of our Martial Forest Alliance. This may be our last and greatest opportunity!"

Branch leader Liu Qi was feeling exceedingly conflicted. When the Shark Gang had suddenly attacked from west of the Martial Forest Alliance, his hall had been the first to fall.

Although several halls had now been taken, and he was not the only one to lose his hall, the weight in his heart was especially heavy among the entire Martial Forest Alliance. Perhaps his emotions were running high at that moment as he promised in a deep, resolute voice, "Alliance Leader, rest assured. I have assembled every brother from my hall. This time, I will surely cooperate with all my strength and redeem myself through merit!"

Zhao Yang stopped amid the grass that submerged