Various Factions

Thirty miles north of Nanyan City.

In a secluded valley, hundreds of thousands of troops had set up camp. These were the forces that had successfully put down the Night Locust Rebellion.

They belonged to the Nanyan Prefecture garrison and were under Chen Tai's direct command.

At that moment, tents stood shoulder to shoulder, while squads of soldiers patrolled back and forth. The entire camp was steeped in a grim, bloodlust-filled air.

Inside the central command tent, Chen Tai stood with his back to the entrance, gazing up at a map of Nanyan Prefecture hanging on the wall.

One spot had been circled in vivid red, making it stand out at a glance.

Anyone familiar with the terrain around Nanyan City could tell immediately what that place was: the Ancestral Land of the Juling Society, the region's foremost sect.

It was famous far and wide.

Tap, tap! Tap, tap!

Footsteps sounded, and a swarthy, burly officer strode into the central command tent.

Chen Tai didn't turn around, as if he already knew who had arrived. He asked directly,

"Have all the various forces in the prefectural capital that are helping us with this operation been assigned their roles?"

To wipe out a behemoth like the Juling Society, the army under his command alone would never be enough. After all, they had many experts, each highly capable of breaking through enemy lines.

They would need to mobilize the other forces under the government's command and have them cooperate as well.

At this, the burly officer Kuiwu nodded slightly.

"They've all been assigned."

Chen Tai gave a small nod, then asked, "What about the reserve forces?"

This operation was of the utmost importance. They had to ensure nothing could go wrong.

That was why they needed reserve forces to reinforce them and