The night was deep, and it was the third watch.
The banners fluttered chaotically in the urgent wind.
The Greenboat convoy gathered its sails, lighting no torches, and moved silently through the darkness, churning two lines of muddy waves, and occasionally the smooth backs of River Dolphins surfaced.
Countless Military Men stood on both sides of the large ships, their eyes like sparks, patrolling and on alert.
Upon hearing the sound of the watch, the senior members of the government office stepped onto the prepared gangplanks, one after another, to the leading ship's deck, waiting for the timekeeper to calculate the bearings.
Liang Qu was on this ship, fortunate enough to overhear the plans.
Atop the mast, the timekeeper stood in the gusty wind, shielding a flickering oil lamp with his hands as he looked up, sketching out points in the sky according to the Ocean-leading Star Skills.
After a while.
