Dusk came rather early in this deep mountain. Wu Qi was standing on a lofty mountain to the east of the vast flat land, peering at the westering sun that slowly submerged under the horizon. The land before him was enveloped in a curtain of darkness. Torches and lanterns were being lit in the campsite. Troops of soldiers were seen marching in a neat and orderly parade everywhere, putting up high vigilance and keeping a close watch over their campsite.