Chapter 10: The City Lord's Son Strives (9)
Su Chen's luck held strong.
The grand commander of the Black Armor Army had heard of his reputation. From that moment on, Su Chen rose swiftly through the ranks. On the battlefield, he cut down enemies without number.
In a mere thirty years, he earned countless commendations and promotions. He was even ennobled as a count.
Late at night, Su Chen often wondered whether he had become nothing more than a butcher. Only after stepping onto a real battlefield did he realize how laughable his previous life's mercenary skirmishes had been—how his self-proclaimed ruthlessness had been child's play.
So he hardened his heart even further. His meteoric rise was not because he was extraordinarily powerful. It was because the commander who valued him was extraordinarily powerful.
A few days earlier, the grand commander of the Black Armor Army had been ambushed and now hung by a thread. People said there was still hope, but Su Chen understood the old man's character. He was probably already gone. If even a breath remained, how could a pack of eunuch faction lackeys be allowed to blunder about giving orders in the camp?
A Spirit Sea Ninth Layer powerhouse assassinated inside his own headquarters—anyone who believed there was no foul play was a fool.
Fifteen years ago, under Grand Commander Mu Qingfeng's leadership, the Black Armor Army had crushed the forces of the Azure Wave Kingdom. From that day forward, his name resounded across the Heavenly Wind Kingdom.
Mu Qingfeng had wanted to press the advantage and annihilate the Azure Wave army entirely, but the court ordered a halt. They chose to let the tiger return to the mountain. The official reason: as long as the invaders were repelled, the two kingdoms could remain cordial allies.