After the tigers bearing dragon momentum configuration took shape, many little stories unfolded throughout Taigu City.
Some people made inexplicable breakthroughs after receiving a few words of kindly encouragement.
Some thought someone looked suspicious, glanced their way a few times, spotted something amiss, and reported it to their superior, only to discover a traitor in their midst.
Some chatted with others and, in the midst of conversation, suddenly understood the troubles weighing on their hearts, as though they had become entirely different people.
Others stood on the city walls, watching the demons approach in the distance. They were afraid at first, but after looking at the peculiar General's Wall and then at the smiling generals, they suddenly felt that the Demon Race did not seem so frightening after all.
All manner of subtle changes spread through Taigu City.
These tiny things gathered together, seemingly becoming a surging torrent that washed all of Taigu City anew.
The Northern Garrison Army's main camp.
Army Inspector Cha Fuli stood on the reviewing platform in red armor.
On the vast parade ground before the platform, the army stood in formation.
Then, at Cha Fuli's command, six full armies, together with auxiliary troops and civilian laborers numbering more than two hundred thousand in total, left camp and marched west.
Two tall, powerful horses stood amid the central army, carrying Cha Fuli and Jie Anhuai.
"Army Inspector, now that the troops have marched out, shouldn't you tell me our purpose?" Jie Anhuai transmitted privately.
"Your uncle didn't tell you?"
"I asked. He told me to figure it out myself, and if I couldn't, never to return to the Divine Capital, or its people would toy with me until I died."
"What have you figured out?"
"You ordered the six armies to head west of the River