"We, the Ten Heavenly Lords of the Sect of Interception, have erected a 'Truce Token' before Sishui Pass by order of His Majesty, the Human Emperor. The fighting at Sishui Pass shall cease for one month. After one month, we shall resume the contest."
This Truce Token was the compensation Styx had given Di Xin back then. There were only three in total, and each one could forcibly halt a war for a month.
A month was nothing to the immortals and gods of the Great Wilderness, but for Sishui Pass, which stood on the verge of collapse, it was more than enough to turn the situation around.
When the news of Wen Zhong's defeat reached Zhaoge, all the officials in the Nine-Chamber Hall grew tense.
Even Di Xin had his brows tightly furrowed. Great Shang was facing three enemies at once, which looked impressive, but in reality, the crisis was severe.
One had to know that Great Shang's enemies were not merely the forces of the Marquis of the East, the Marquis of the South, and the Marquis of the West.
There were also the various Vassal Lords along the Eastern Border, Southern Frontier, and Western Frontier, as well as the Ten Thousand Spirits Tribe.
To say nothing else, in terms of sheer numbers alone, they far outnumbered Great Shang's elite soldiers.
Opening war on three fronts at once had been an act of desperation. A single move could affect the entire situation.
Although the battles along the Eastern Border and Southern Frontier had gone beautifully, they had not actually inflicted any losses on the reinforcements led by the Marquis of the East and the Marquis of the South.
The reason they had not continued their attacks was that they were waiting for the Marquis of the West to