The art of war was far more than a clash of steel.
A general was far more than someone on a high horse who shouted commands at his troops.
The mark of a good general was the ability to highlight the subordinates' strengths and suppress their weaknesses.
Shi Qingyue had been in a matchmade relationship with Zhou Guiying for years. Although the merman and the nine-tailed fox kept delaying their union, they remained committed to each other.
All Zhang Fengxi did was push them closer toward each other, and at the same time win the war against the Demonic Realm.
It was unknown what Zhou Guiying did to Shi Qingyue, but the discordant tunes he asked for flowed uncontinuously from the tent, disrupting the demonic forces' dynamics and crumbling their resolve bit by bit.
The battle was over in less than three hours, with the remaining demon kings retreating with their tails between their legs.
