Chijia folded his arms across his chest and said, his gaze cold:
"The Land of the Ten Crows only needs to trap them for another half an incense stick, and Northern Emperor City's defensive works and troop formations will be ready."
The Northern Emperor nodded.
"Zhenyue has already mobilized five hundred thousand defenders. They can use the fortifications to sortie against the enemy at any moment."
In their view, although they had only a little over five hundred thousand troops, Northern Emperor City's natural defenses and fortifications made that more than enough to hold the city.
Chijia frowned at the Northern Emperor.
"Lord Northern Emperor, why not let me go down and defend the city alongside General Zhenyue?"
The Northern Emperor frowned and shook his head.
"Do not be impatient."
He continued:
"The time has not yet come. When we need to sortie against them, I will send you down."
Chijia nodded somewhat reluctantly.
"As you command."
The Northern Emperor glanced at Chijia and smiled.
"Rest assured. Xu Taiping and his men will not get through the Land of the Ten Crows so easily."
"Even if they can, it will take them at least an incense stick."
"And their fighting strength will very likely be greatly diminished."
Only then did Chijia nod.
"Indeed, that is-"
Boom...!
Before Chijia could finish, a tremendous explosion suddenly rang out from the projected image before them.
Immediately afterward, an enormous mass of wind and lightning flashed through the dazzling light of the Land of the Ten Crows.
The Northern Emperor froze for a moment at the sight, his face filled with disbelief.
"This army can march at such speed even within the Land of the Ten Crows!"
Chijia shook his head.
"The faster they march through the Land of the Ten Crows, the faster