Martial Saint through Reading

"Rashly attacking Pingzhong County, not to mention recovery, it’s uncertain if several generals can return alive!"

"You!"

Wei Bang and several others suddenly became angry: "Our Tiger Armor Army numbers three hundred thousand, could it be..."

Before finishing the sentence.

"Now it’s only two hundred and sixty-five thousand." Xiang Yue’s face tightened, "Moreover, let me remind the generals."

"Out of the two hundred and sixty-five thousand Tiger Armor Army, two hundred thousand need to be stationed to guard the west, defend against the Nine Hordes Kingdom’s attack, fifty thousand stationed to guard the south, to fend off the Jingyue Kingdom."

"Currently, the only forces available are fifteen thousand Tiger Armor Army who have just experienced deadly battles!"

These words, he would rather not speak to a group of short-sighted people who have hardly fought battles while hiding in the Qin capital, but for the Tiger Armor Army, he still spoke out.

"Moreover, to the southwest, there are still thirty thousand Exotic Army pressing into the city!"

"Are the generals planning to charge into Pingzhong County alone, or want to send several thousand Tiger Armor Army lives to the Blood Demon Army in Pingzhong County?"

Such sharp words, each one valuable.

Several people’s throats moved, wanting to refute, but ultimately not speaking out.

The current situation in Xirong County is indeed as Xiang Yue said, even if there is chaos within Pingzhong County, they cannot afford to spare forces to attack.

"Commander Xiang is right, we must not move troops before fully understanding the situation of the Blood Demon Army in Pingzhong County." Yang Feng spoke.

"Yes."

A brief silence in the hall.

"There is one more matter." Shen Yu spoke out, "Last night, the matter of the southern city."

Upon these words, the hall became even more still.

Not only did the Tiger Armor Army suffer heavy casualties last night, but also the ordinary people living in the southern city.

"An unprovoked disaster, over eight thousand died, over five thousand went missing, and more than ten thousand were injured." Shen Yu looked at Yang Feng, speaking fearlessly.

The disaster was caused by the battle of the Guardian of Astronomical Bureau Yang Feng and another person.

Yu Sheng and several others remained silent about this, not expecting Shen Yu to bring it up at this time.

"This matter will be discussed once Xirong County is stabilized." Yang Feng glanced at Shen Yu, dismissing it casually.

"As a Guardian of Xirong County, shouldn’t Master Yang give an explanation to those innocent dead?" Shen Yu insisted, clasping his hands.

Upon seeing Xiao He exhausted, he felt compelled to alleviate Xiao He’s worries.

What he could do now was to settle those ordinary people in the southern city on behalf of Xiao He.

However, after successive battles, the Xirong County Government had long run out of silver, and with the forces of the government, it was impossible to properly settle tens of thousands of ordinary people.

He thus thought of the mastermind behind the southern city’s disaster, Yang Feng of the Astronomical Bureau.

Though unable to imagine the strength of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm, he knew that if those of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm were willing, they could entirely shift the battlefield outside the city.

The fact was, Guardian Yang Feng of the Astronomical Bureau did not do so.

Shen Yu questioned thus, for Xiao He who worked tirelessly, and for those ordinary people in the southern city.

A single treasure from the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm would be enough to compensate and settle tens of thousands in the southern city.

But, just because he thought so, doesn’t mean others did too.

To ask a Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm strongman to offer an explanation to a group of ordinary people?

Not just the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm, even in the eyes of the Meridian Unlocking Realm, ordinary people are mere ants.

Ridiculous.

This is the subconscious thought of everyone present, except Shen Yu and Xiang Yue.

"What explanation does Chief Clerk Shen want from me, Yang Feng?"

Yang Feng’s gaze turned icy, pressure surged towards Shen Yu from all directions.

Seeing Shen Yu almost unable to hold on, Xiang Yue hurriedly interjected: "Master Yang, Chief Clerk Shen is deeply concerned for the people and misspoke in haste."

"Hmph!" Yang Feng did not withdraw the pressure, seemingly intent on teaching Shen Yu a lesson.

Shen Yu’s chest rolled, throat sweetened, about to cough up fresh blood.

On the brink of collapse.

Buzz!

That terrifying pressure suddenly seemed suppressed, retreating like a tide.

Yang Feng was startled, fearfully looking towards the outside of the hall.

The pressure he exerted had been subdued by an even more terrifying pressure.

The pressure came quickly, left swiftly, seemingly to save Shen Yu.

A moment later.

Soft footsteps echoed from outside the hall, followed by a handsome young man in white steadily walking in.

Yang Feng first narrowed his pupils, then showed full confusion.

The incoming young man had an aura ordinary like that of common people, pace steady but lacking the demeanor of a martial artist, aside from indeed being quite handsome, he appeared just like an ordinary scholar.

That terrifying pressure, was it from this young man in white?

"Chu Ming?" He recognized the young man.

"Duke Xirong."

In a moment of uncertainty, someone called out.

Duke Xirong?

Yang Feng’s complexion slightly changed, suddenly realizing something.

The young man named Chu Ming, though failing to be named on the Golden List, was still conferred with the title of Duke, titled ’Duke Xirong.’

The Duke, a status second only to Emperor Qin, receiving homage from civil servants and officials, even the Astronomical Bureau must respectfully address him as Duke Xirong.

"Duke Xirong." Though contemptuous inside, Yang Feng still stood up to salute.

"Duke Xirong." Yu Sheng and others quickly followed suit to salute.

Duke Xirong?

Xiang Yue paused, his eyes flickered, his expression turning complex.

Had forgotten, that this lad was named on the Golden List, honored with the Three Bestowments, conferred as Duke Xirong...

"Duke Xirong." Xiang Yue bowed to salute.

"Duke... Xirong." Shen Yu followed suit to salute.

Chu Ming’s face remained calm, steps steady, walking to the front of the hall, standing before Yang Feng.

Yang Feng paused for a moment, yielding his position.

Chu Ming sat on the main seat, merely sweeping his gaze over the crowd, saying nothing.

Such an aura of an upper-tier figure, silently spreading.

Yang Feng and several others maintained their bowed posture, slightly displeased in heart, yet dared not openly offend.

Good lad, didn’t go to Qin capital for nothing, learned all those tricks of the royal family.

Xiang Yue found it amusing inside.

A moment later.

"Be seated." The young man in white brushed his sleeve.

"Thank you, Duke Xirong."

Yang Feng found a lower seat to settle in, then cupped his hands: "Congratulations to Duke Xirong on returning from the Nine Hordes Kingdom."