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Chapter 183 - 183: 49: The magnificent General Hu

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In the year when the Yan Country perished, Song Zhishu’s father, who was a backbone minister at the time, sacrificed himself for the country.

As for Song Zhishu himself, he fled with his grandfather, traveling southward.

Song Family was a Confucian aristocratic family, a family of literary grace, and served in the government for three generations.

Under the influence of his grandfather, Song Zhishu harbored deep feelings for the Yan Country.

At the same time, he also inherited his father’s last wish.

To overthrow Xia and revive Yan.

“I hope so.”

Although he said so, the burly man’s gaze still carried a hint of worry.

“What is General Hu worrying about?”

Song Zhishu noticed the expression on his face and calmly asked.

The man before him was none other than the famous general of Yan Country, Hu Yunjiao.

Over these years, if it weren’t for Hu Yunjiao’s protection, the former Yan department probably wouldn’t have been able to preserve so much strength.

They were good at planning and ruling the country, but when it came to leading troops and fighting, they still had to rely on General Hu.

During the Battle of Southern Heavenly Chasm, Hu Yunjiao solely commanded 30,000 men and occupied the heavy city, blocking the 300,000-strong army led by the Xia general, forcing the Xia Country to use the tactics of borrowing waterways and launching surprise attacks late at night.

Even though they eventually lost, it was not the fault of General Hu.

It was because the commander of the Naval Forces at that time was derelict in his duties and mediocre, allowing the Xia Country to cross the river and advance to the north.

Otherwise, it would have been an unknown whether the entire Xia army could have crossed the river and extinguished the Yan Country.

Later, it was discovered that the executive officer of the Naval Forces had bought his way into the position.

He was simply a liability to the team.

One thing was for sure: General Huts strength was beyond doubt.

Hu Yunjiao picked up the tea, looked at the teacup, and pondered for a moment before saying, “Three years ago, the Crown Prince was quite wayward, completely disinterested in national affairs, only indulging in enjoyment. At best, he was a mediocrity. However, now, Old Song says that the Crown Prince has undergone a transformation and has become extremely composed, like a completely different person. I wonder, can a person truly change in just three years? Or is he still the same person he was before?”

“Is the general worrying about whether the Crown Prince has the determination to support the Yan Country?”

Seeing the other’s expression, Song Zhishu quickly understood.

General Hu was a cautious and meticulous person in nature.

It was not surprising that he had such thoughts.

Hu Yunjiao nodded and said, “Yes, I am not only responsible for my own life, but also for the tens of thousands of brothers under me. So every move must be carefully considered.”

When he first received the news of the Yan Country’s revival, he was understandably excited and overjoyed.

However, after calming down and thinking carefully,

he wondered if the Crown Prince’s failure to go to Nanyu Prefecture was a sign of hesitation.

Song Heqing was wholeheartedly devoted to the country and its people, so his judgement of people might be subjective.

As for what kind of person the Royal Crown Prince truly was, it remained to be seen.

He was not afraid to die, but he could not relax before knowing the Royal Crown Prince’s attitude.

Either way, his loyalty to the Yan Country had never wavered.

Even if the Crown Prince were still a prodigal, he would devote himself to the cause of the Yan Country and fight until old age. After the excitement, what was more important, was bloodshed and sacrifice.

It was also important how to make each drop of blood count the most.

They should die for a just cause.

At this moment, a servant dressed as a waiter ran into the blacksmith’s shop.

Upon entering, he knelt down and said, “General, a cultivator has rebelled in the city. The executive officer Wang has been defeated and I came to report.” Hu Yunjiao raised his thick-bearded head and murmured, “A cultivator? That’s not right… Committing a crime with martial arts is a serious crime. Who dares to be so presumptuous?”

Such incidents rarely happened a few times a year.

A cultivator who commits a crime with martial arts would be punished by the sect.

Ordinary loose cultivators who want to confront sects are no different from daydreaming.

No one was that foolish.

“Could it be someone sent by the Imperial Court?”

Song Zhishu found it strange as well.

In other words, the entire Nanyu Prefecture was the Yan Country’s territory.

All controlling both the underworld and the government.

No matter if it was the bandits, the government, or the merchants, the Yan Country was in control.

Recently, the Xia’s New Emperor was rectifying the government and conducting a major bloodbath, targeting Nanyu Prefecture as well.

The New Emperor was naturally suspicious and temperamental, often sending imperial envoys to secretly investigate various states and counties without giving notice in order not to leave a trail. So it was not ruled out that the Xia Country sent people to probe Nanyu.

“I’ll go check it out.”

Hu Yunjiao said solemnly, then stretched out his rough hand.

A wave of Initiation Realm qi broke out.

An orange magic power flowed through the palm.

Next to the fiery furnace, a set of armor slightly trembled.

Armguards, helmets, shoulder pads, breastplates all flew over and assembled on Hu Yunjiao’s body.

He wore a silver armor with tiger shoulders and a helmet with red tassels.

Finally, a dragon-head long spear.

With a “ding” sound, Hu Yunjiao grabbed it in his hand.

The iron plate on the helmet lowered.

Assuming a solemn golden tiger face, only a pair of deep, gloomy eyes were left exposed.

With a servant leading the way, Hu Yunjiao quickly pushed the door and followed.

Central of the Yanxing Street, Nanyu Prefecture.

At this time, all the common people of this street and the surrounding streets had been dispersed, and not a single person was present on the street.

“Clip-clop!”

The intense sound of horseshoes rang out.

One after another, bloody strong horses galloped through the streets at breakneck speed.

On the horses sat tall and burly sergeants, each dressed in white clothes, wearing a coat of Blood Scale Jade Armor. They were all well-equipped.

In their hands, they held sharp long spears, with crossbows at their waists and shields hidden in front of their horses.

The soldiers encircled the streets.

In the center, two people confronted each other.

One middle-aged man, wearing Blood Scale Armor, with a red cape on his back, was obviously a general or someone of similar rank.

The other, wearing a white robe, had his hands behind his back, his face calm as usual..