Yan Province, Azure Scale Sect.
The atmosphere throughout the entire sect was grave.
Inside the main peak's council hall, Teng Zijing sat high in the seat of honor, his expression somber. The elders of every peak sat in order on either side below, all wearing serious expressions.
"The news has been confirmed. The barbarian army is moving south and crossing the East Sea. Yan Province will become the greatest battlefield of this war." Teng Zijing's voice was low, laced with concern.
"These northern barbarians really think highly of us. Do they truly take Yan Province's martial path for a soft persimmon to be squeezed?" The Blazing Sun Peak elder had a fiery temper. He slammed his palm onto the table, fury blazing in his eyes.
"The barbarians moving south has long been a foregone conclusion. I just never expected their target to be Yan Province. After several major wars over these past years, Yan Province's military supplies have been depleted too severely. If our martial sects alone are to withstand the barbarian counterattack, we will be somewhat stretched thin. They came prepared, so they must have been plotting this for a long time." The Clear Wind Peak elder furrowed his brow and analyzed the situation calmly.
Another elder nodded slightly. His gaze swept over the crowd before turning to Teng Zijing. "Zijing, although the barbarian army's target in this campaign is the Dragon Whale Army, we martial artists will not retreat even half a step before the barbarians. But does Commander Fang have any new arrangements?"
Teng Zijing nodded faintly and looked around. "We have just received word that three hundred thousand Dragon Guards from Central Province will be deployed to Quanlin Mountain. That will be the first line of defense against the barbarian army."
The Grand Elder nodded at