Longbei Cliff.
Returning once more to Dengquan Slope, Jiang Jiuxiao was filled with emotion.
The last time he had come here with Zhang Guangmu, Bone-Piercing Wulong Steed had still been a wild and unruly horse king, while Zhang Guangmu had only appeared before the public as Young Master Mu, "unschooled in martial ways."
This time, Zhang Guangmu had already become a Transformed Tribulation expert, possessing enough power to easily kill opponents in the Martial Way Third Realm or even the Fourth Realm.
"There are a great many enemy troops from the Country of Sakura, but their behavior is very strange..."
Lu Mohan, riding on horseback, furrowed his brow deeply. "They've stationed their forces to the south, west, and north, surrounding the Lie Wu Battalion from Kunzuo Slope, Yuanzheng Village, and Fengling Township, yet they've left an opening."
The Lie Wu Battalion on Longbei Cliff was the Country of Painting's last remaining force. To many of the Country of Painting's people, it was also their last hope.
If this army were surrounded and destroyed, the Country of Painting would truly become a thing of the past, sinking into a dark age enslaved by the Country of Sakura.
Faced with Lu Mohan's question, neither Zhang Guangmu nor Jiang Jiuxiao was surprised.
Although Lu Mohan was older, he was the type who devoted himself wholeheartedly to martial arts. He studied martial skills single-mindedly and specialized in the Martial Way, knowing almost nothing about other matters. Calling him hopelessly inept at living would not be an exaggeration.
As for military affairs, Lu Mohan knew even less. He had once obtained the title of Martial Marquis Zhongwu entirely through his cultivation in the Fourth Realm and his exceptionally high loyalty.
Jiang Jiuxiao glanced at Zhang Guangmu, then lowered his voice and hurriedly explained to Lu