Tall mountains and dense forests lay beneath drifting rosy clouds; a great river surged through white mist. Qing Ying crossed the sky without disturbing the lands below, while lofty towers rose above an ancient city, peaceful and serene.
This was the ordinary state of this region in this age.
Mountains looked like mountains, waters like waters, and cities like cities.
"My lord, the Chu River marks the boundary of Jiangnan, and Soaring Prefecture is its northern gateway, under Huzhou's jurisdiction," Zhang Tao said. "Shall we first visit Prefect Song at the Huzhou Prefectural Office three hundred li away, or go straight to the Mystic Insight Sect?"
Lin Xiaosu said, "Everyone in the enlightened realm or above, assemble!"
With a swish, a hundred enlightened realm cultivators appeared before him, including all the squad captains from the other forty-nine warships.
Lin Xiaosu said, "Officers, I know that under General Mad Wolf's training, you have all become battlefield warriors capable of taking on a hundred men, believing that as long as enemies remain, the killing never stops. But war is an art. On this expedition to Jiangnan, I will let you truly experience the art of combat and learn that warfare follows no fixed rules."
Everyone looked at Mad Wolf at once.
Mad Wolf frowned slightly.
She liked the first few things Lin Xiaosu had said.
But why did she dislike the rest?
What did he mean by truly experiencing the art of combat?
Although she did not understand what art was, she understood his meaning well enough: he was saying her past battles had been crude and unsightly.
Lin Xiaosu seemed to sense her displeasure and turned his gaze toward her as well. "Mad Wolf, don't rush to voice your opinion. First, follow the course I set and execute three battle orders