On the northern frontier, the Imperial Ark lay protected within layer upon layer of flying vessels. Xi Emperor stood upon the imperial throne platform, watching the offensive of the army ahead.
Military advances had gone very smoothly of late. Nearly every few days brought another breakthrough, carrying them another step closer to Glory Capital. They had also discovered that the enemy's morale had visibly declined. If not for the Upper Layer's strength remaining unshaken, their gains might have been even greater.
The army's upper ranks believed that Yao Zhenjun's fleet had played an enormous role in this.
Because this small fleet had penetrated deep into the northern frontier's interior and posed an immense threat to the flanks of Lie King's army, he had been forced to divert part of his forces to encircle and intercept it. Since this incident had exposed the unreliability of the eastern line's defenses, he had no choice but to draw yet another portion of his troops to reinforce that front, lest something similar happen again.
This was no simple matter of redeploying troops. All manner of manpower and resources had to be committed, and it was bound to affect the overall arrangements made before. Yet there was no choice but to do so. This had already caused a certain loosening in what had originally been a solid defense along the main front.
More importantly, Xi Emperor had personally proposed and devised this tactical arrangement. Now that it had indeed borne fruit, it could be called one of his proudest strokes.
Song, the military adviser, said at his side, "Your Majesty, if all continues smoothly, we will reach Glory Capital within two or three months."
Xi Emperor said, "I do not doubt that we can reach Glory Capital. But the six sects behind Lie King will