Over the next ten-odd days, the western campaign displayed an entirely different kind of brilliance.
The Military School's Nine Palaces Great Formation activated.
Every battle seized the advantage of timing, terrain, and unity from the very first moment.
The twenty-one armies of the western expedition advanced more than a thousand li each day.
Confucian temples rose one after another.
Chang Shiba, the Night Watchman's special envoy, also rose to fame, his mighty reputation spreading far and wide.
His construction of a hundred Confucian temples in a single day was already the stuff of legend. Yet once a temple was built, the Timeless Poem "Ruan Xi Sha" transformed into a misty drizzle and merged into the temple's sacred light, multiplying its power of slaughter tenfold, a hundredfold, and cleansing the devilmen from every hidden corner. That was a godlike method.
As three hundred Confucian temples were completed within ten days, and the Devil Race within ten thousand li of territory was exterminated root and branch, the Holy Hall's iron-blooded methods made the devilmen across the remaining ninety thousand li of devil territory truly feel, for the first time, that the end of days was drawing near.
Amid the triumphant advance on the battlefield, the various armies also left behind a different kind of afterglow.
One army in particular left an afterglow unlike any other: the Great Cang Army.
Wherever the Great Cang Army went, the Demon Army was wiped out, while the common people were comforted. Those injured had their wounds treated by the female soldiers of Hundred Flowers Valley and Cangshan's medical division; those burdened by long-standing illnesses had every trace of their pain swept away; those without food received army rations surrendered by the troops so they could survive.
Never had there been an army like them, one that