บท 487: The Price to Pay

Shangguan Jianyi looked into the distance at the aftermath of the naval battle. It was a weird and terrible scene: a fire was blazing on the surface of the lake and dozens of warships were engulfed by the flames. They looked like sacrificial offerings made of paper when seen from afar. The terrible cries of his soldiers, as they were attacked with fire and water, were frighteningly heart-wrenching.

"So, this is the Dragon King's secret weapon?" asked Shangguan Jianyi. He was nonchalant about the huge loss suffered by his navy; he had merely lost a few dozen warships, and even the oarsmen and soldiers on those vessels were mostly freshly supplied by the four nations on the north coast of the Xiaoyao Lake.