Death River Channel, latter half.
Two great armies had gathered here, yet neither made a move.
They were Zhou Yu's Divine Fire Legion and Guan Yu's Azure Dragon Legion.
"According to the scouts' reports, the Dwarves and Goblins are preparing to build a fortification at the mouth of the channel."
Mounted on the Dragon Scale Horse King, Guan Yu said gravely, "If we act immediately, we can at least drive them back."
"But once their defenses are established, we will have to pay a greater price to complete the mission."
"Perhaps there is no need..."
Zhou Yu looked up at the sky and said softly, "I agree with you, but now is not the best time to strike."
"With General Guan's unmatched valor, we could certainly lead our forces to crush the enemy head-on."
"But the cost would be too great."
He turned and asked, "What do you think would happen if our two legions were reduced to remnants?"
Guan Yu frowned slightly and remained silent.
Yet he already had the answer in his heart.
Zhou Yu had no intention of forcing him to say it. "Most of the Legion Commanders in the Heavenly Martial Dynasty have only recently risen to their positions."
"Yet the results of their first battles have all been astonishing."
"Our battlefield conditions may be harsher, but will those who know nothing of the matter care about such details?"
His gaze gradually turned resolute. "General Guan, I have a plan. Hear me out..."
Zhou Yu's idea was actually very simple.
Within the Heavenly Martial Dynasty, quite a few newcomers had become Legion Commanders.
Li Jing, Yang Su, Wei Qing, Cao Cao, Sun Jian, Xue Rengui, Zhuge Liang, and the others had even risen directly to become commanders.
And aside from newly formed armies, which legion among