Late that night, Ning Chen led the Ning'an Army out of the city.

The eighty thousand of the Southern Frontier Army were already formed up and ready to march.

No speeches. Ning Chen simply gave the order: "Move out!"

The great army set off for Biluo City.

It was seven days from Qimu City to Biluo City.

Biluo City had only a ten-thousand-man garrison. Nothing to worry about!

The real trouble would be the capital guard in the Nanyue imperial city.

The troops that guard an imperial city are usually the elite.

But Ning Chen wasn't too worried. The Nanyue imperial city had sixty thousand men in the capital guard, but they were spread too thin.

Ning Chen thought of Kang Luo. What was that guy up to right now?

If Kang Luo knew Ning Chen had raided his home base, how would he take it? He'd probably be so mad he'd bring up three pints of blood, right?

And if he knew Ning Chen had raided his home base and carried off his beloved Kang Baobao on top of it, would he drop dead of rage on the spot?

Ning Chen was thinking about Kang Luo, and Kang Luo, at that moment, was arguing with the De Emperor.

Xiangzhou, the city lord's residence. The great hall was brightly lit.

Zhang Tianlun, Zong Sibo, and the brothers Kang Luo and Kang Xiao were all there.

Kang Luo glared at Zhang Tianlun, his face livid.

"Zhang Tianlun, I'll say it one more time. When something doesn't add up, there's always a reason... It's been this long, and Ning Chen's army still hasn't reached Xiangzhou. Does that seem reasonable to you? Something's going on here.

I think Ning Chen must know I've got an army hidden in Xiangzhou. That's why he's marching so slowly, or not moving at all... He isn't advancing and he isn't retreating. He must be waiting for reinforcements.

If we strike first now, we can swallow Ning Chen's hundred and fifty thousand in one gulp... If we wait until he brings up reinforcements, we're the ones who'll be…