A moment later.

A man wearing a dark-colored outfit with cloud and bat patterns underneath, a golden spider pattern belt around his waist, and a full head of black hair hidden under a fox fur hat, and wearing a silver wolf fur coat on top, slowly stepped down the wooden stairs.

"call--"

Qin Ze let out a soft breath, paused for a few moments, and then walked towards the port under the protection of the soldiers.

Walking across the cratered beach and onto the gravel ground, the scattered corpses had turned cold. The smell of gunpowder and blood mingled together, filling Qin Ze's nostrils, but he was already used to it and didn't even frown.

The ground, soaked with blood, was damp. The soldiers cleared a path for him to walk on. Qin Ze looked around and saw that the dock fortifications had been bombed beyond recognition, and there was no enemy soldier left standing.

He ventured deeper into the enemy's lair, and under the guidance of the soldiers who had taken over the port, he soon arrived at the entrance to the enemy's command center.

The command room was a mess. Although the bodies had been dragged away, there was still a lot of blood on the floor. Boxes and cabinets had been turned over, and soldiers had searched almost every corner.

"Did you find it?" Qin Ze asked.

"Found it, Your Majesty!" As he spoke, a soldier approached carrying an object.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ze stood at the door and did not go in.

The soldier respectfully handed it over, and Qin Ze casually took it. Under the bright moonlight, he slowly unrolled the map in his hand.

After a dozen or so breaths, he closed the map and looked in a certain direction.

Moonlight streamed down, a gentle night breeze stirred, causing the silvery-white fur on his wolf-fur coat to sway. Qin Ze stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly:

"It's not that far."