The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the surging seawater dark red.
At the junction of crimson and navy blue, a silhouette slowly emerged like the backs of giant beasts surfacing from the abyss.
Ships cast shadows, masts like a forest; although still more than ten miles away, unable to see the details of their flags, the unique silhouette of the Japan-style Tang-style ship tower, appearing at this hour, at this location, could be no other.
"It's the pirates from Japan!"
The sentinel on the coastal lookout tower suddenly shouted hoarsely.
The broken gong-like shout shattered the silence.
"Clang—clang clang—!"
The urgent sound of the gong instantly exploded in the camp.
The Great Xuan troops, barely surviving a bloody battle and having arrived here less than half a day ago, hadn't even exhausted the firewood used for cooking before being forced to drop their tasks, grab their weapons, and rush to the designated defense area.
