The first glimmer of dawn appeared in the east as squads of soldiers left the Northern Garrison Army camp and headed west.
Amid the gleam of blades and armor, the banners of the Mo Blade Army, Distant Might Army, and Might-Shaking Army stretched into an unbroken expanse, moving slowly onward.
Within the three armies, numerous auxiliary soldiers and laborers followed along, hauling provisions and military supplies in ox carts.
Li Qingxian rode the Bronze Mechanism Horse and gazed toward the Great River.
High above the Great River, flashes of light and shadow occasionally flickered. They were the glow of spells.
When two armies went to war, reconnaissance came first.
Before every great battle, both sides were certain to contend in the skies.
The Demon Race excelled at aerial scouting with bird demons, while the Human Race excelled at magical attacks and illusions. The Demon Race would likewise dispatch shamans and employ special demon arts to confuse the Human Race.
Before a battle began, neither side could usually grasp the full picture from a glance at the skies. They could only uncover enemy movements in limited areas.
Beyond-Rank treasures capable of observing the entire battlefield were few and far between. Heaven's Mandate Sect alone possessed the Eight Trigrams Starwatching Tower and the Heavenly Outer Lamp, yet had never lent them to the River Guard Army. During the Revolt of the Various Kings, however, they had helped Emperor Taining slaughter the various kings.
Mana surged within Li Qingxian's eyes as his Spirit Eye observed the world.
Streams of visible Momentum Configuration Clouds and auras scattered through the high skies.
Though the Demon Race's racial fortune and powerful forces obscured vast amounts of information, Li Qingxian could still use his Spirit Eye to observe tiny clues, threads and traces.
Zhou Hen rode closer