The second method was rather troublesome. The four states had expended great effort here, setting up an enormous number of isolation formations. Some formation cores lay underground, while others were hidden within mountains. Clearing them would definitely not be simple.
Zhao Fu summoned people to investigate how long it would take to break these formations. Upon learning that it would take three to four months, he could only choose the first method. If the entire army marched at full speed, crossing two regions would take no more than a month.
These four states had truly put in some effort to resist Great Qin, but it was all futile. A trace of coldness surfaced in Zhao Fu's eyes. Once he conquered the four states, he would deal with them properly.
However, not long after they began moving, fierce winds suddenly rose along Great Qin's northern coast, creating waves of small tsunamis. Some sea beasts, affected by something unknown, actually began coming ashore to attack fishermen. Although the response had been timely, quite a few people were still killed or injured.
This made Zhao Fu frown. From the looks of it, these all seemed man-made, because true natural disasters would not appear in such numbers at once, and their power was relatively weak. Real natural disasters were beyond the ability of human strength to withstand.
Furthermore, forces attacked Great Qin from the south, east, and west. They were forces made up of system factions and players, divided into hundreds of thousands of small squads. There were not many people in each squad, and they did not attack cities directly; they simply harassed Great Qin incessantly.
This was truly disgusting, like a swarm of flies buzzing around one's head. The civil officials had already been dispatched, while all remaining soldiers stationed behind were