The Giant Spirit Ancestral Land

That night, the bright moon hung high, and the stars glittered brilliantly.

After secretly cutting off the Giant Spirit Society's outer sentries ahead of time, one squad after another quietly gathered at the foot of the mountain.

Beside an inconspicuous lake, Chen Tai watched the moon's reflection in the water and waited in silence for a moment. Then he suddenly looked across the lake.

"Are all the squads in position?"

Across the lake, streaks of light crisscrossed and gradually outlined the figure of a burly officer.

"Commander of the Prefecture Garrison, all squads are in position.

"They've now reached their designated attack positions."

Chen Tai's expression remained unchanged as he gave another order.

"Send another order to the commanders of each squad. Reiterate their respective attack objectives.

"Also..."

He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold.

"Anyone who fails to complete their objective will be dealt with according to military law!"

To be dealt with according to military law meant that anyone who failed to complete their objective would be executed!

No excuses would be entertained. Only the outcome mattered.

He was forcing the various forces under his command to fight with everything they had.

But Chen Tai dared to issue such an order because the Prefectural Governor, a Great Being of the Jie Realm, stood behind him. He had the confidence to follow through: if he said he would kill someone, he would kill them afterward. He wouldn't show anyone the slightest leniency.

There would be no haggling over it.

At his words, the burly officer drew a discreet breath.

"Understood."

Then, right in front of Chen Tai, he took out a message talisman and began operating it. With so many squads, he couldn't personally run over and notify each one.

He could only use the message talisman.

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