On the cliffs of Dangshan.
Ren Ye, Li Yan, Tang Feng, Liu Ji Shan, Yang Nan, Er Leng, and the Prince-Protection Party's veteran officers, Zhang Gui, Lin Zifu, and the others, were all gazing north, toward the gathering place of the Imperial Court's army.
At that moment, however, all they could see was boundless white mist. Only after You Hour would the mist disperse, and then the Final Battle would begin.
That white mist was like a "wall" separating the Great Qian Dynasty's Star Gate from the Qingliang Prefecture Star Gate. Although the two Star Gates were linked, they were not a single whole, but existed independently. That was why Emperor Jing, who had been born and raised here, had said... Qingliang Prefecture was a Small Secret Realm.
Beyond the white mist lay a broad, open plain, vast and empty, lush with vegetation, like a grassland stretching beyond the horizon.
Once the Imperial Court's army crossed this grassland, they would see Dangshan. Then fifty thousand troops could charge through the Canyon Pass together and strike straight at Qingliang Prefecture.
Yang Nan stopped and gazed at the Qingshan flanking the Canyon Pass entrance, saying softly, "I need four thousand elite veterans, fifty Supernatural Ability Users, and the finest warhorses... to leave the Canyon Pass as a suicide squad to cut off their route."
A suicide squad-the words alone conjured images of a bloody, brutal battlefield...
Ren Ye's brows knitted tightly as he considered whom to send.
"Your Highness, I am willing to lead the troops."
Just then, Er Leng suddenly stepped forward and cupped his hands. "I can select elite veterans from the Personal Guard Battalion."
Ren Ye abruptly turned to look at him, but before he could reply, Zhang Gui, Lin Zifu, and the others from the Prince-Protection Party dropped