All in all, Li Qi had much to ponder that night.
Besides considering his own way forward, he also thought about that squad of soldiers he had encountered before.
What was the deal with that squad?
Were they Tang Kingdom soldiers?
But their banner was clearly a gnarled pine tree, like the flag of Song Kingdom.
After the Li River of Great Deer Kingdom flowed for ten thousand li, it split into two rivers. One emptied into the vast sea, while the other ultimately flowed into Song Kingdom.
The information he knew was that Song Kingdom had fought a war with Tang Kingdom—and lost miserably.
That was perfectly normal. From Li Qi's current understanding, Tang Kingdom was in fact comparable to Wushen Mountain.
Wushen Mountain's actual dominion encompassed the entire southwestern portion of the world, including the Myriad Mountains. It was a major power of note. The Myriad Mountains made up only one-third of Wushen Mountain's territory; farther west lay Annam, Later Le, and even Wushen Mountain itself, all of which covered even greater areas.
Though Song Kingdom called itself a kingdom, compared with Tang Kingdom, it was roughly equivalent to a single county of Tang Kingdom. It was only natural that it had lost.
So... could it be assumed that Song Kingdom was actually under Tang Kingdom's control now? And that Tang Kingdom was using it as a base to spread its influence into the Shaman Path's sphere, gradually drawing even the surrounding Great Deer Kingdom toward the Human Path?
Then, as someone from Wushen Mountain, staying here seemed rather ill-advised. This was the front line in the struggle between the Shaman Path and the Human Path, right in the middle of both sides' chessboard.
Risk? Opportunity?
Better not think about that for now. First, he needed to find