Ever since that last battle.
The battlefield had been quiet for half a month.
At dusk, Li Wenwu, whom Chen Shouyi hadn't seen since arriving at the battlefield, suddenly came to find him. He looked haggard and pale, clearly injured.
"Zhu Anyu has gone missing."
What?
Chen Shouyi's heart sank.
After arriving at the battlefield, Li Wenwu and Zhu Anyu, the two military legends, had gone deep behind enemy lines on a reconnaissance mission. Being missing was practically synonymous with being dead.
"Maybe... something held him up," Chen Shouyi said, trying to comfort him.
"It's been twelve days!" Li Wenwu shook his head, then relayed another crucial piece of intelligence:
"Not long ago, the God of Light suddenly appeared on the battlefield in the Lucy Nation. After barely ten minutes of fighting, the Lucy Nation's army collapsed... The commander told me to pass this on to you: that savage god is extremely powerful. Don't take any risks. When the time comes... you'll know what to do!"
Li Wenwu's expression was complicated as he spoke. He soon left.
The Great Xia Nation had only a handful of legends, the cream of humanity. Losing even one would be a devastating blow. Everyone on the battlefield, including Li Wenwu, had complete freedom of action and immunity from military law. If a situation became untenable, they could decide for themselves to withdraw.
Not to mention a human powerhouse who rivaled a true god of Weak Divine Power.
Chen Shouyi stood there, momentarily unable to react.
What was that supposed to mean?
Why would they think he'd take a risk?
There were a thousand roads to take... but only one life!
The Country of Radiance.
For several days in a row, people throughout the cities and villages put down their work.
Organized by the priests,