Zhang Junshu turned back all of a sudden. “Really?”

The colonel affirmed, “Our brothers have memorized the pictures well, we can recognize it even if the ship turns to ash!”

Zhang Junshu inquired again, “How many warships?”

“Just one!”

A cold glint appeared in the general’s eyes. “Good! A grand duke’s airship is almost as valuable as a fleet. Issue the order! Remove the disguises and attack in full force. We shall make that airship stay as revenge for our duke...”

At this point, Zhang Junshu’s voice tapered off, but everyone nearby understood his intentions. Their eyes were filled with tears when they roared in unison, “Yes, Sir!”

The Zhang clan ground forces pressed ahead while its entire fleet turned toward the north.

Ardak’s airship was flying through the dense northern clouds at great speed. Countless giant spider webs would flicker in and out of existence around the vessel, allowing its eight long limbs to glide upon the illusory threads. It was akin to a gigantic spider charging toward its prey at lightning speed.

A lanky arachne stood at the bridge, observing the projection of the imperial fleet in the air in front of him.

Judging from the direction of the imperial fleet, he knew they were targeting...