After Ye Yunfeng returned to the Southwest with King Yan Nan, he quickly led three thousand soldiers to garrison in Du State.
Every day from dawn till dusk, when they weren't running drills, they were reinforcing the defenses from every direction.
Ye Yunfeng stood on high ground, surveying his surroundings. He took everything in, committing it to memory, and repeatedly pondered where the defensive lines were weak and if there were ways to improve them.
"There's no such thing as a small matter in border defense," Ye Yunfeng said. "Du State may not be Long City or Xia City, but it's still a key strategic point, so we can't afford to be careless. Besides, the Nanhu just suffered a defeat not long ago. Who knows what they might be up to? It's best to be cautious."
A soldier hesitated. "The Nanhu suffered a major defeat at Long City. They only managed to secure peace talks after paying a painful price in reparations. Surely they wouldn't dare to come back so soon, right?"
