The warships slowly rose into the air, their overwhelming presence bearing down with immense pressure.
Yet in the face of such an offensive, Shui Po Liang Shan remained deathly silent, as though it had not sensed any change in the outside world.
Seeing this, the deputy general at the side said, "Lord Seven Killings, Nine Caves and Eighteen Forts is so quiet. Could there be some problem?"
At those words, Seven Killings looked at Nine Caves and Eighteen Forts before him and replied calmly.
"A man's name is like a tree's shadow. For Jiang Shan to wipe out all the banditry in Great Song in just eighteen years, he is certainly no ordinary man."
"It is just a pity that he is too shortsighted. Otherwise, he would surely have been a promising talent."
"Why do you say that, my lord?"
The deputy general asked curiously. Seven Killings pointed at the mountains before them and said, "The Art of War says: make the empty seem full, and the full seem empty."
"These Nine Caves and Eighteen Forts may appear quiet, but murderous danger lies hidden within."
"If they encountered an ordinary person, they would likely have already charged in with their men."
"They have spent so long meticulously preparing this trap. Even with two hundred thousand troops under my command, I might not be able to break through it in a short time."
"For small-scale military engagements, this approach is indeed effective."
"But what he faces now is an army of two hundred thousand, a force capable of destroying heaven and earth."
"All his preparations are nothing more than a joke."
Hearing this answer, the deputy general immediately praised him. "My lord truly deploys troops like a god. Once this petty bandit den encounters you, it will naturally crumble at the