[The author is working hard. It's late again today—another hour. Brothers, come back tomorrow. Sorry, please understand!]
On the surging Cang River, more than a dozen enormous ships sailed steadily through the waters, riding the wind and waves toward the ferry crossing by Cangshui City.
Rows upon rows of armored soldiers stood aboard every ship, their faces resolute and unwavering. Their weapons gleamed coldly, while blue flags, as deep as ocean waves, fluttered from the prows, displaying their full majesty.
On the leading vessel, a group of people stood at the very front of the deck, gazing toward Cangshui City amid an oppressive atmosphere.
"Prince, they... they!"
One of the generals stared at the walls of Cangshui City, his expression as ugly as if he had eaten shit. His face twisted with rage as fury burned in his eyes. He looked toward Xing Wang, Huangfu Wuliang, who stood at the front, wanting to speak, yet found himself momentarily speechless.
"Silence!"
Xing Wang Huangfu Wuliang of Great Feng spoke calmly. His tone was gentle and his voice was not loud, yet it spread throughout the Great Feng fleet and entered everyone's ears.
Silence!
That authoritative voice echoed across the river, and even the raging waters of the Cang River could not drown it out.
After those words, the agitated soldiers and generals on every ship gradually settled down. Yet as they looked at the people along the riverbank occupied by Dagan, their eyes remained wide with fury and indignation.
"Does Venerable Yanjin wish to make a move as well?"
At the prow, Huangfu Wuliang glanced to the side. The generals and officials were all boiling with rage. Even Venerable Yanjin, who had been sitting with his eyes closed in thought, raised his head. Firelight wreathed his body, and his aura was