Ling Xiaozui sighed.
This matter was a huge headache for the two experts.
After a few attempts, nothing was found.
They could only confirm that the other party had other motives.
What was it?
They were clueless. Everything was the same as before they came into contact with the Four Seasons Tower.
Ling Xiaozui sighed and said, "When we recover in a few days … one of us will stay behind while the other goes in alone to investigate. The enemy is out in the open while we're in the dark. We have to find a way to improve the situation."
Dugu Chou did not speak, only nodding slowly.
Ling Xiaozui said, "The Four Seasons Tower's arrangement is completely illogical, but there's a terrifying motive hidden within this illogic! I'm afraid this is related to something even greater … "
Dugu Chou lifted his head slowly, his eyes gleaming with a sharp sword intent as he uttered word by word, "No matter what the motive is, they won't succeed!"
…
Compared to Ling Xiaozui and the others who were in dire straits, the Empire of Yutang had nothing to worry about now. The internal and external troubles were all gone, and the situation was unprecedented.
The four borders were well-trained and had a high morale. They trained their troops continuously and looked intimidating. Fang Qingtian was no longer weak, but he was in high spirits as if he had been reborn. Staying in the Board of Military every day, he did not speak or move, but it was enough to pacify the people.
Qiu Jianhan and Leng Daoyin were both energetic and physically fit, but they were old and could no longer rely on their muscles and bones. After Yun Yang's cheat, their bodies seemed to be rejuvenated despite their age, as if they were a dozen years younger. Their energy was unprecedentedly exuberant, to the point of eagerness. They had requested to head to the frontline a few times to swap the two marshals back so that the two old men could have a second spring and write a new legend in the history of the war.
In spite of this, Yutang, from the emperor himself down, be it the military or political parties, were all speechless, unable to respond for a long time.
What are you two old things up to?
Do you know what you two are talking about? What do you want?
If you two are so capable, why don't you just go to heaven?
Yutang had Tie Zheng in the north, Leng Shan in the south, Fu Baoguo in the east, and Wang Yunzhu in the west. Each one of them was a veteran marshal! Including Sun Zihu and the others, they were all capable generals who could take charge.
Every one of their subordinates was a warrior who had been through hundreds of battles, an elite troop.
However, the more elite the army was, the more it meant that these people had their own personalities, and the harder it was to control them. They only believed in their superiors. Logically speaking, with the western border as an example, Sun Zihu would only listen to Wang Yunzhu. If Leng Daoyin and Wang Yunzhu's orders were to go against each other, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that Sun Zihu would follow Wang Yunzhu.
Come to think of it, there would not be any slip-ups if the two old men really went over. It was the same western front, but as long as it was Qiu Jianhan who went over, Wang Yunzhu, who was his disciple, would not say a word. Perhaps, he would even cry and shout, "Come, come, come, come!"
Similarly, if Leng Daoyin were to go to the southern border, there would be no problem. The reason was simpler and more brutal – the current marshal of the southern border, Leng Shan, was his son. Leng Shan's position as the marshal of the southern border was actually inherited from his father!
But the problem was, you two old fogies with white hair and beards, who looked like they had one foot in the grave and were half-dead just yesterday, actually wanted to play again. What were you playing? Playing cool?
To be honest, Leng Daoyin, who was five to six years younger than Qiu Jianhan, really wanted to go out and take charge of the southern border. Fang Qingtian's health had been poor these few years, so it was difficult for him to have much energy to deal with the military. Once the war broke out, Leng Daoyin had been stationed at the Board of War.
He was so bored that he was itching to go. The marshal of the southern border, Leng Shan, was the best at defense among Yutang's four marshals. His defensive skills were unparalleled in the world, but his military strategy was still lacking. Now that Yutang's internal worries were gone, and with the momentum of breaking the four-nation siege, the border defense was showing signs of change. Leng Daoyin going to the southern border could make up for the lack of offensive strength in the southern border!
In spite of this, Qiu Jianhan's plan was only to avoid His Majesty's questioning.
Now, the emperor had to ask Old Qiu every day, "What did Supreme Cloud say?
Did you manage to contact Supreme Cloud?
Who is Supreme Cloud? "
Qiu Jianhan was miserable, racking his brains for a solution. Suddenly, an idea struck him.
I can't afford to offend you, but I can't avoid you?
I'll go to the frontline and stay far away from you, alright?
I'll go to the western border and see Wang Yunzhu, to see how impressive the western elite troops he boasted about were, to see if they really had the elegance of his father's successor. I want to see if there are any good seedlings there, especially since I have the ultimate art of war waiting to be passed down!
No matter how wonderful the idea was, it had to be realized. How could the frontline be so easy to go to?
His Majesty was adamant in his disagreement. "You want to go to the frontline? You want to be treated and flattered by your disciples and grand-disciples, you want to be far away from the emperor? You don't look that good, but you're dreaming! " "You must stay in the capital until I find out about Supreme Cloud!"
Qiu Jianhan could not extricate himself no matter what he did, so he said angrily, "If I can't go, then … Leng Daoyin can't go either. Otherwise, this old man won't feel fair …"
His Majesty played right into his hands. He pointed at Old Qiu's nose and hollered, "You two old bastards can't go anywhere! You're already so old; if anything happens to you, I won't be able to stop both of your families from crying! "
Truth be told, the last time Qiu Jianhan was in danger, His Majesty's heart ached.
Therefore, Leng Daoyin was cooped up at home.
When Leng Daoyin found out about this, he was so furious that he almost spat blood. He went around looking for Qiu Jianhan to pick a fight, but the latter avoided him, wholeheartedly looking for a disciple for Wu Ying. On one hand, Leng Daoyin knew that he was in the wrong, so he hid far away. On the other hand, this matter was listed as Yutang's top secret by Qiu, Leng Fang, Tie Shangguan, and the others!
It was also a pressing matter.
The level of secrecy was even vaguely higher than that of the Nine Supremes!
There was no harm without comparison. The Nine Supremes were still irreplaceable to Yutang, but the legend of the Nine Supremes was too lofty, unreachable, unreachable, and elusive.
Wu Ying's disciple, on the other hand, was something that could actually be done. As the few of them studied Wu Ying's works in detail, they were even more certain of Wu Ying's talent. If they could be under his tutelage, they would not have to worry about not being able to learn much.
The few of them were smart people; they understood that this was a good opportunity.
They wanted to use this opportunity to pick someone from their families to become Wu Ying's official disciple.
However, after a few batches of them were sent over, they were all rejected by Wu Ying. "They don't meet the requirements!"
Watching the young talents of their families being eliminated one after another, the few elders felt their stomachs clenched. 'Our children are all outstanding. If you're not satisfied with this, what else do you want? ' 'What are you playing at? '
After a few days of selection, Wu Ying had only chosen one person from the Qiu Family's candidates. This person was only a peripheral descendant of the Qiu Family, not a direct descendant of the family. He did not fancy any of the others.
Leng Daoyin was infuriated by this. He was so furious that he almost sent a letter to summon his eldest son, the empire's southern marshal, Leng Shan, back to participate in the selection!
However, in the next round of selection, the son of the Board of Punishments' Minister Wu Lie was chosen!
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