The Lotus Blossom Eye saw through all ten directions. Even inside the airship and aerial war fortress, through thick layers of metal, Zhang Tie had quietly taken in everything outside them as he walked from the airship to the forward base's main hall.
Airships that blotted out the sky and covered the earth...
Great Xia legions parachuting from the airships into the forests...
One war fortress after another rising from the ground, layer upon layer of defensive works...
That was the situation in the sky. On the ground, whether railways or highways, as far as the eye could see, everything had been crammed full by two opposing torrents flowing in opposite directions.
Heading east were civilian vehicles. Even the roofs of trains were crawling with people and piled high with belongings, while those heading west were mostly military vehicles, their train cars heaped with weapons, equipment, and armored military vehicles.
At such a time, those capable of reaching the Western Pacification Protectorate by ground transport were either legions from within the Western Pacification Protectorate itself or legions from the several provinces bordering it. Local legions from more distant provinces—such as those within the Northeast Protectorate—could not realistically arrive by land. First, it was simply impractical; second, there was not enough time; third, the cost of moving an entire legion over hundreds of thousands of kilometers by ground transport was unbearable, and the efficiency was miserably low.
At a time like this, only Great Xia's Four Upper Armies had the capability to deploy completely across a war zone at such speed.
As far as his eye could see, Zhang Tie felt as if he had returned to the Selnes War Zone.
But this was not the Selnes War Zone. This was Great Xia's Western Pacification Protectorate, and the war zone before