(Girls' Literature)
Facing Ye Tian's somewhat cold declaration, Mo Tong remained unmoved, as though he had not heard a word.
"The battle is about to begin."
The latter said.
"It will be over soon."
Ye Tian said.
With the sound of a battle horn.
All the soldiers of Dragon Nest Fortress had assembled, waiting for Mo Tong to lead them personally.
Mo Tong sat astride a fine steed, while the soldiers wore helmets and armor, gripping long blades as they awaited his command, ready to charge into battle at any moment.
At this moment, Ye Tian had been assigned the position of second-in-command by Mo Tong.
That was fine. When he had released his aura earlier, quite a few people nearby had recognized him. They had no objections to his position, sparing them much trouble from those unwilling to submit.
"Today's campaign will determine the standing of our Dragon Nest Fortress. I hope you all carve out a bright and star-filled sky with your blades!"
Do not let Mo Tong's appearance as a frail scholar fool anyone.
When he sat atop his fine horse and shouted aloud, his majestic bearing made it obvious at a glance that he was an old general tempered by countless battlefields.
The soldiers were also quite obedient, raising their long blades high in response.
Thus, under Mo Tong's leadership, this army advanced in grand procession toward Nine Ge Fortress.
Ye Tian remained at Mo Tong's side, except what he rode was not a fine steed, but a three-legged toad.
The aura emitted by the toad made Mo Tong's horse beneath him tremble.
Had Mo Tong not forcibly steadied the horse with his aura, it would likely have already thrown him to the ground in a miserable display.
Mo Tong even suspected that Ye Tian had