This battle placed immense pressure on Lin Zongyue. The Golden Tent Khanate had plotted for so long and left Great Zhou scarcely any time to react. At present, Lin Zongyue could only use the forces Great Zhou currently possessed to resist them.
Seeing Su Xin arrive, Lin Zongyue asked in a deep voice, "Has everything on the Dugu Clan's side been arranged?"
Su Xin nodded. "Everything has been taken care of. How is the battle going?"
Frowning, Lin Zongyue shook his head. "Not well. You have seen Great Zhou's True Martial Realm experts. Their strengths have basically all been figured out by the enemy.
"Furthermore, the Golden Tent Khanate brought Zhan Wuer over. We can no longer gain the upper hand and can only remain locked in a stalemate."
"What about the other places?" Su Xin asked.
Lin Zongyue frowned. "We hold the advantage elsewhere, but I feel that the Golden Tent Khanate has not deployed its full strength. That is why I am puzzled—where exactly do they intend to send their forces?
"This is the foremost front line of the entire Northern Frontier. If they do not throw all their strength into breaking through here, where else do they plan to break through?"
Su Xin had never been skilled in military deployments, so he offered no opinion on that point. He merely said, "When I attended the Saber-Seizing Assembly, I saw quite a few Yang Spirit Realm martial artists from the Eight Imperial Clans. There were even some Yang Spirit Realm martial artists who were not from the Eight Imperial Clans, yet not a single one of them can be seen here."
Lin Zongyue nodded. "That is what worries me as well. But throughout Beiyuan Circuit, I have tightly guarded every place bordering the Northern Frontier. Where else could