The Toughest Backer

Di Xin looked straight at his assembled ministers and issued the final military order:

"Grand Tutor Wen!"

"This old minister is here!"

"I order you to take immediate control of every military tally and seal in Chaoge! Mobilize the Great Shang's most elite two hundred thousand main troops, along with provisions, baggage, cannons, and equipment, to punish the rebels!"

Wen Zhong's spirit surged, and he accepted the order in a ringing voice. "Aye!"

Di Xin turned his head and looked at Kong Xuan, who stood behind him.

"Kong Xuan, you go with him!" A cold, sharp smile tugged at the corner of Di Xin's mouth. "In this battle, Grand Tutor Wen will command the three armies and hold the central command. You will serve as Grand Marshal Who Subdues the West in the campaign against Zhou! If you encounter ordinary enemy soldiers, you need not concern yourself with them. But in Xi Qi's army, any strange man who dares use immortal arts or cast Daoist techniques—no matter who he is, and no matter which immortal stands behind him—just use your Five-Colored Divine Light and sweep them all away for me!"

When Kong Xuan heard this, a feverish fighting intent burst from his eyes.

He stepped forward, stood shoulder to shoulder with Wen Zhong, and cupped his fists in both hands.

"This minister, Kong Xuan, receives the decree! I will make sure those men of Xi Qi come and never return!"

Hearing Di Xin's appointment, an uproar immediately swept through the Nine-Room Hall.

Having Grand Tutor Wen take overall command of the three armies was something every civil and military official in court naturally accepted wholeheartedly, without the slightest objection.

But who was this unfamiliar Kong Xuan?

He had not earned an inch of merit, and he was not even wearing