The filthy earth had heard more unyielding calls to arms than the clear sky.
Smiley gritted his teeth and stared at the mud before him. His breath exhaled golden blood that flowed into the earth. His mouth was caked with dust, and his face was filled with unwilling hatred.
He had been beaten into the mortal realm.
He had studied "Art of War Theory" as well. Like the Eighteen Combat Arts, Radiance's Art of War Theory had no entry requirements, and anyone could learn it. He had learned the complete text at a second-rate military academy in the Summer Dusk District.
The thirty-six chapters of Art of War Theory mainly described how to coordinate and make use of different terrains, troop types, and weather conditions. It was hailed as the greatest military text in the world, one in which "no battle fought beneath the sun counts as anything new." But warfare was a contest between people. Thus, no matter how good a student's theoretical grades were, on the battlefield, they might still be inferior to a squad leader who had spent ten years fighting there.
But no matter how one put it, the Art of War was used to command large armies. Tactics like the combined attacks of Cha Huan, Yu Ke, and Xie Chenyuan were something Smiley had never heard of! What kind of Art of War was this? What exactly had Cha Huan taught them? Adaptation wasn't the same as making things up! Was it really all right to teach things so recklessly!?
Smiley's guess was correct. This really was the educational result of Cha Huan's adaptation of the Art of War.
In fact, Radiance had no such thing as combined-attack tactics. Before firearms appeared, those in the Pinnacle Realm were Terrestrial Immortals. No matter how many people