What mattered in war was speed!
The moment they received the Imperial Decree, the Zhenhai Army, which had been resting at Dragon Roaming Plain, began operating at breakneck speed like a precision machine.
Officers at every level moved out in an orderly fashion, heading to the Great Zhou War Ministry to collect all manner of official documents, marching passes, provisions, and some expendable military equipment.
Because this expedition by the Zhenhai Army had been classified as the defense of their fief,
the Great Zhou War Ministry provided only a small amount of marching provisions and some expendable military equipment left over from previous wars.
There was nothing else.
Ye Zhen did not care about any of that. What he cared about was setting out as soon as possible and returning to North Sea Commandery in the shortest time.
In just half a day, the Zhenhai Army staff headquarters led by Liu Feng had already produced three marching-route plans and two emergency plans.
While the officers below were running themselves ragged, Marshal Ye appeared rather leisurely by comparison.
Before long, Ye Zhen, who had taken up residence in the Zhenhai Army camp, received the second group of special visitors.
The first special visitor was none other than the Ninth Grand Authority Priest, Hai Fan, the former Water Spirit Hall Master.
Seeing him arrive, Ye Zhen had long since brought out the Water Spirit Hall's hall-protecting treasure, the Primordial Black Dragon Horn.
"Marshal Ye, if this old man had not come, were you planning to carry this treasure off to North Sea?" Hai Fan teased as he accepted the Black Dragon Horn.
"Listen to yourself, Elder Hai. How could I? I could cheat anyone, but I would never cheat you, right? I was just preparing to deliver it to you tonight, but