Moreover, the enemy's Martial Sovereign won't just watch you slaughtering within the military array.

Once you're held up by the array and attacked by the enemy Martial Sovereign, only death awaits anyone of the same realm.

That's why the Tenth Flying General, Chen Baiyu, suffered such a crushing defeat.

"Gu Sha, tonight at midnight, arrange for thirty thousand soldiers to sleep at the same time. Leave the sentry duties entirely to Chen Baiyu."

Xia Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at the Gu Sha Grand General, speaking.

Gu Sha was stunned for a moment, somewhat puzzled, "All thirty thousand are to sleep at the same time, and it must be at midnight?"

"Yes, don't ask for specifics. Just follow my arrangements."

Xia Feng nodded, not explaining much to Gu Sha.

As the Emperor's Son, Gu Sha dared not question further, assuming Xia Feng had his own considerations, so he nodded in response.

After Gu Sha left the military tent, Xia Feng looked up at Chen Baiyu.

Feeling Xia Feng's gaze, Chen Baiyu awkwardly raised his head to look at Xia Feng.

"Discouraged to this extent after losing one battle? With such mental resilience, how did you become a Martial Sovereign of Lingxiao Pavilion?"

Xia Feng spoke bluntly, looking into Chen Baiyu's eyes with an expressionless face.

"The Emperor's Son's reprimand is right."

Chen Baiyu was silent, then bowed his head in response.

But rather than reflecting, it seemed more like he was just going through the motions.

The Celestial Martial Grand General broke through the giant city of Spirit City, leaving only a thousand of his thirty thousand soldiers alive, and even he himself was severely wounded by the Celestial Martial Grand General.

Chen Baiyu had never suffered such a terrible loss on the battlefield.

But the Celestial Martial Grand General accomplished just that.

At the time, he was standing on Spirit City, viciously trampling Chen Baiyu's battle flag underfoot.

Chen Baiyu clutched his chest, blood spouting from his mouth, not daring to look back, only focusing on fleeing forward.

The wails of those soldiers echoed in his ears, his trusted aides and brothers' heads dropping one by one.

Yet he continued fleeing, not daring to remain on the battlefield.

It wasn't that he didn't value camaraderie and justice, but Chen Baiyu understood what it meant for the Martial Sovereign of Lingxiao Pavilion to be captured by the Martial Sovereign of Teng Jiu Building.

He barely escaped to Hong City, and in just these seven days was reduced to a mere thousand survivors by the Celestial Martial Grand General.

If he hadn't been on the front lines himself, with these thousand brothers by his side, Chen Baiyu would have already sent an urgent letter to the Imperial Capital, proactively resigning from his position as the Tenth Flying General of Lingxiao Pavilion.

If Xia Feng hadn't come this time, he was already prepared to die on the battlefield with these thousand comrades.

The Martial Sovereign of Lingxiao Pavilion, the leader of the Tenth Flying Army, Chen Baiyu, would never be one to live ignobly!

Almost all fifty thousand brothers are dead, yet a general like him survived; it's truly a disgrace.

So, words like Xia Feng's attempt at provocation were something he had long seen through and become immune to.

"A hopeless waste."

Xia Feng was silent for several seconds, then stood up and left the military camp with the Ten Great Saintesses, leaving Chen Baiyu alone.

Upon reaching the tent's exit, Xia Feng halted.

He turned his head and left a sentence behind.

"Many generals lose battles, but for the nation and the people, they remain heroes."

"But those who never recover after the battle and only seek death forever remain the Empire's disgrace; don't think you can be exempt just because you're a Martial Sovereign of Lingxiao Pavilion."

After speaking, Xia Feng turned and left without lingering a second longer.

The Empire's disgrace... haha.

Chen Baiyu watched Xia Feng's departing figure, unable to suppress a bitter laugh.

What would this imperial young lord, who never experienced war, know of its harshness?

He knew Xia Feng was exceptionally gifted and high in realm, but this was war.

War, where two armies battle, a place of life and death struggles.

By tomorrow, under Xia Feng's command, when Gu Sha's thirty thousand strong army is slaughtered, leaving their helmets and armor scattered, this pampered imperial son will have nothing more to say.

Chen Baiyu slowly rose, expression indifferent as he walked out, beginning to arrange for the remaining armored warriors to strengthen Hong City's defenses.

The Gu Sha Grand General returned to the camp and relayed Xia Feng's order to his subordinate leaders.

Many in the Gu Sha Army couldn't understand why everyone had to sleep at midnight, but a military order was as unyielding as a mountain; they had no choice but to comply.

Night fell.

Midnight arrived, and the thirty thousand Gu Sha soldiers simultaneously lay down to sleep.

Meanwhile, Xia Feng sat atop the City Lord's Mansion, hanging a leg down as he gazed at the bright moon in the sky.

"The time has come."

Xia Feng nodded slightly, beginning to sit cross-legged gradually, under the protection of ten women, as he fell asleep.

At this moment, the Dream Realm Pearl within Xia Feng's body faintly emitted a golden glow.

The entire pearl spun wildly, as if overextending itself.

Xia Feng silently chanted in his heart, pulling the thirty thousand soldiers into this dream realm together.

Gradually, countless slumbering soldiers dreamed of a scenario.

The emperor's son they saw by day was now clad in golden armor, standing before them, his eyes scanning all present.

The Dream Realm Pearl could bring ten people into sleep and gain cultivation feedback.

But without feedback for cultivation, Xia Feng discovered he could pull in tens of thousands to sleep simultaneously.

Although these dreams were vague, and no cultivation feedback could be gained after waking, the training and military strategy mastered within the dream were all real.

This was analogous to how Xia Naiwu and Huang Xiaoqian previously trained in dreams with Xia Feng; they couldn't gain feedback for cultivation, yet could unleash the momentum of a Martial Emperor within the realm of a Martial Venerable.

Thus, throughout the day, Xia Feng was continually pondering ways to defeat the Celestial Martial Grand General.

Ultimately, he found a method within the dream realm.

"War is a significant matter of the state, a place of life and death, a path of survival and destruction, one cannot afford not to ascertain!"

Suddenly, Xia Feng, standing before the thirty thousand soldiers, spoke forcefully.

His voice resonated in the sky, like thunder from the heavens.

All thirty thousand soldiers felt their attention instantly captured, and they sat on the ground, listening as Xia Feng expounded on military strategy.

For three hundred years, Xia Feng deconstructed the Art of War from his past life, intricately imparting it into the minds of these soldiers.

Once everyone absorbed and understood it, Xia Feng began organizing the thirty thousand soldiers into groups, conducting practical combat drills.

In this dream realm, although the sense of pain was real, people could not truly die.

Any armored warrior defeated in a skirmish with opponents would revitalize shortly after.

Trickery, feigned moves, ambushes, deploying two forces to trap…

For thousands of years, Xia Feng continuously trained the crowd.

Gradually, these warriors experienced a qualitative transformation in their momentum.

Fighting alongside their comrades for thousands of years, their level of coordination reached its peak.

It was almost at the point where a mere look between them was enough to convey mutual understanding of the next move.

Coupled with Xia Feng's drills, these warriors slowly became seasoned, battle-hardened troops.

Death wasn't terrifying, because they could empower themselves by dying, gaining more extensive experience, understanding under what circumstances they could turn the tide and defeat their enemies.

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