So, faced with these hundred interfaces constantly fast-forwarding like a movie, regardless of our cultivation level, at most we could follow the developments of a dozen or so interfaces. Even then, we could not hear the commanders' conversations, and could only judge their strategies from the formations and troop movements visible on the surface.
Of course, to make the overall battle situation within each interface clear, every war, great or small, was marked wherever the Seer went, showing where both sides were and what movements they made. Once everything was laid bare, the spectators naturally began eagerly guessing and discussing the variables involved.
There were naturally bets on this sand-table military exercise as well. However, as the City Lord of Sky City, I could not participate. Quite a few members of the women's legion had placed wagers, though, so I supposed that counted as my corrupting their morals.
I did not follow many of the battles. Aside from Ling Tian's, I also watched Zhao Jing's. As for the other disciples, I had no intention of paying attention to them. This competition was merely meant to give them a direct understanding of warfare; the outcome itself did not matter.
Take Shen Jinzhao, for example. Although this fellow had quite the protagonist's bearing and genuinely possessed tremendous rallying power, asking him to arrange troops and play all those intricate little tricks was practically torture. Thus, less than an hour after entering the interface, the faction he joined had launched a war under the force of his powerful ability to unite people, directly smashing through the enemy's city defenses. Like a prairie fire, it burned all the way toward the enemy capital.
These small interface worlds came from different eras. Some were in the age of cold weapons, some were modern, and others