Long Yanrui gripped the thick flagpole in one hand and drove it hard into the ground. It sank three feet into the stone, standing firm and steady.
He retreated several steps.
"Brother-in-law, it isn't high enough. Our Icy Spring is huge—four li from end to end. Once a seventy- or eighty-foot flag is planted, at least three feet will be buried below. Can people see it clearly from afar?"
"Has your brain gone dull? Just have your sister freeze a few more large platforms around it. One platform, five steps. Wouldn't seventy or eighty feet become ninety? If that still isn't enough, make the platforms into narrow pillars. Raise them as high as you want and secure everything with ice. Are you still afraid people won't see it?"
"That's true. I'll go call my sister!"
Long Yanrui suddenly realized, shouldered a whole bundle of large flags, and eagerly went to find Long E Ying to get to work.
Liang Qu surveyed and measured the area himself.
After finding a suitable central position, he immediately stomped out a pit with his foot as a marker.
Among the flags Meng Qiang had sent, aside from the smaller seventy- or eighty-foot flags embroidered with the character "Shun," there was also a main banner. Its pole alone was as thick as a man's thigh, measuring exactly fifteen zhang, eight chi, and six cun—more than fifty meters in total.
Like the Subduing Waves Spear, its core was a twenty-forged dark iron rod, covered by an additional layer of highly flexible Treasure Wood. A composite material, it was extremely strong and not easily broken.
A velvet brocade banner was then fitted over the pole, soft and plush to the touch. A soaring Azure Dragon amid auspicious clouds was embroidered in its center with gold thread.
Liang