Everyone spoke only of Slaughterer's peerless military edge, yet in the Qi-Yang War, he had also displayed extraordinary patience, advancing step by step until Yang Jiande had no choice but to leave the city for a decisive battle, gambling on one final throw.
Everyone spoke only of how steady Cao Jie was in warfare, yet here at Sword Peak Mountain, the moment he saw Yu Liyang, he placed a massive wager without the slightest hesitation!
No waiting, no probing—not even a single exchange of words.
He simply kept raising the stakes, raising them, raising them.
As though he were fighting Guiyi City right before his eyes!
How could an absolute main force like the Autumn Killing Army so readily exert itself at Sword Peak Mountain?
Gathering the power of a military formation and employing formation-killing arts were usually means to decide victory.
The soldiers' blood qi and Dao essence were both limited.
Dao essence could be replenished with Dao Essence Stones, and blood qi could be restored with blood qi pills... these were merely matters of resources. But the drained will of the soldiers and the exhaustion left in their bodies were not so easily resolved.
Even a world-class force like the Autumn Killing Army could not wield the power of a military formation for long. After this concentrated assault on Sword Peak Mountain, they would inevitably need to rest and regroup.
The Xia Kingdom's territory was vast, comprising twenty-one prefectures in all. Was it truly worth expending the trump card of a main force like the Autumn Killing Army merely for the perilous passes of Fengjie Prefecture?
How were they supposed to fight through the remaining twenty prefectures afterward?
At the start of a war, was it not supposed to be a time for mutual probing, mutual understanding, for