Chen Luo Takes the Field

Inside Changjin City, King Jiangchen issued one military order after another. The generals deployed their forces in orderly fashion as deep, resounding war drums began to beat, and sonorous horns echoed across the sky. Not a single distracting sound could be heard throughout the city, only the clatter of armor being donned. The scattered troops converged from all directions, then hurried toward their assigned positions. In an instant, battle intent surged through all of Changjin City as it prepared to face the White Lotus enemy.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of our army's bearing?" King Jiangchen led Chen Luo toward the city wall and asked him as they passed the marching troops.

Having seen in his previous life that peak army which had established supremacy over the Central Plains and crossed the Yalu River, Chen Luo felt that the troops in Changjin City could barely be called orderly. They were even somewhat inferior to the armies of Dongcang City. Still, in the Nether Land, such an army could be considered a powerful force.

"Not bad!" Chen Luo nodded slightly.

King Jiangchen frowned faintly at Chen Luo's assessment, seemingly unconvinced, but he did not argue.

Soon, King Jiangchen brought Chen Luo to the city wall. The two climbed onto the battlements. The preparations there were no less thorough. Huge crossbows radiating a ghostly glow crouched along the wall like bloodthirsty beasts, each embedded with an enormous arrow over ten feet long. Patterned talismans were engraved along the shafts, Nether Qi coiling around them as a sharp aura shimmered in the air.

"These are Nether-Piercing Arrows!" Seeing Chen Luo's curious gaze fall upon the giant arrows, King Jiangchen hurriedly explained, "Each one is equivalent to a strike from a Third Rank Great Scholar. A volley of ten thousand would be truly