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Bai Ningyu hurried in, striding with large steps, his armor sparkling like silver as he moved, resembling a silver man.
"General." Bai Ningyu solemnly cupped his fists.
He was handsome, and with this silver armor, his solemn demeanor commanded a certain dignity.
Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists: "General Bai, what is the situation?"
In the army, you cannot call someone uncle, only by their title.
Bai Ningyu shook his head and said, "Progress is slow. To become combat-ready, arduous training is still required."
"How much time is needed?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
On the Wuyou Sect's side, news has already been conveyed that the military equipment has been prepared, and they are actively gathering intelligence.
The Da Lie Dynasty and the Da Guang Dynasty are already in the final stages of preparing for war, and the repair of warships is almost complete.
The commencement of battle is not far off.
Meanwhile, this military camp has just been established.
