On the plains of the Far North, roughly twenty kilometers from Icecrown Wall, the two-million-strong army led by the Governor's Residence had already encamped and erected a temporary fortress comparable in size to a city.
On the top floor of the castle at its center, Luo Yuanji was reading three intelligence reports that had just been delivered.
As he read, he suddenly laughed. "Heh, a child after all. She knows nothing about managing people. Even if she looks down on them, she shouldn't show it in public."
After mocking Leng Xiyue, Luo Yuanji pressed a button on his desk. Before long, five people in heavy armor came upstairs and knelt on one knee before him.
"Lord Governor."
Luo Yuanji gestured for them to rise, then handed them the three reports. "These are the enemy's latest operational arrangements. Three trusted Soul Douluos have corroborated them, so I consider them highly reliable. Take a look and see how we should respond."
They passed the reports around, then exchanged doubtful looks. Finally, a general wearing golden armor, clearly their leader, stepped forward. "Well, Lord Governor, isn't the enemy's plan rather childish? I worry this might be some conspiracy, or perhaps their Lure the Tiger Away from the Mountain."
"What, does Marshal Xu believe this intelligence came from an unreliable source?" Luo Yuanji glanced at the man leading them. He was still smiling, but there seemed to be a blade hidden behind that smile.
"...Of course I wouldn't dare question your intelligence network, Lord Governor. If the enemy has truly deployed this way, our chances of victory exceed ninety percent. Extreme Ice City isn't a strategic chokepoint to begin with, but its tens of thousands of garrison troops could use its defensive lines to form a barrier that wouldn't be so easy to take.