The Ziwei Central Supreme Emperor Banner fluttered atop Sword Peak Mountain.
Higher than the mountain, closer to the heavens.
This banner had once flown over River Viewing Terrace, and now it flew within Xia territory as well.
It gathered within itself... the indelible glorious silhouettes of a great empire's bygone years.
Only such supreme violet could possess such world-dazzling nobility.
With this great banner planted here, not only did the glory of the Qi State now blanket this land, it also truly provided the Qi Army marching south with the support of Great Qi's national fortune.
The banner steadied the rivers and mountains!
The army had marched east all this way, and here, its first step had finally found firm ground.
The surrendered soldiers on the mountain suffered no abuse. Their weapons were merely confiscated, and they were held under guard where they stood.
The mighty army passed beneath Sword Peak Mountain and advanced toward Xiangyou Prefecture at a relatively unhurried pace.
With a glance, Chongxuan Sheng calculated the army's marching speed and told Jiang Wang that they would reach Xiangyou Prefecture exactly three days later—not a moment late, nor a moment early.
The Wind Chaser Army had already spread out across the area, dividing into nine forces to sweep through all of Fengjie Prefecture.
Li Zhengyan alone commanded one force, ranging across the four quarters and specifically gnawing at the hardest bones.
For the Wind Chaser Army, the objective of this campaign was less about storming strongholds and crushing enemies than about honing their edge.
Yu Liyang had fled, Hua Hongzhao had died in battle, and Sword Peak Mountain had fallen... The battles to come in Fengjie Prefecture were destined to be utterly unremarkable.
It could not be denied that the Xia Kingdom had many men of resolve and