Deploying Troops

Yan Tianxing stood on the high platform of the martial training ground inside Shucheng. His eyes blazed as he surveyed the neatly arrayed soldiers below. In a resonant voice, he said, "Brothers, today we fight side by side—for Shucheng's peace, and for Cangzhou's future!"

Here, he had gained the capital to raise an army. Although he had made arrangements elsewhere as well, obtaining everything so quickly here had truly been far beyond his expectations.

Especially since Zhang Mingshu had appeared in the city at the first opportunity, swiftly pacifying the chaos within Shucheng and laying the foundation for everything that followed.

The preparations King Zhao and the other forces had made in Shucheng had also been exposed for the most part during the chaos. A single battle had wiped out so many enemies.

The soldiers answered in unison, their morale soaring.

Yan Tianxing had already changed into azure battle armor. His cloak cracked in the wind, and the long sword at his waist gleamed with a chilling light. His bearing was extraordinary; he looked nothing like an ordinary martial artist, but more like a born leader.

"Old Lord Zhang has arrived in Shucheng. Together, we will pacify this rebellion!" Yan Tianxing announced loudly, and the soldiers grew even more excited.

Zhang Mingshu's name carried extraordinary weight here. His return had undoubtedly given everyone tremendous confidence. Although the younger generation had never seen Zhang Mingshu, they had heard countless times from their elders about the changes Zhang Mingshu had brought to Shucheng's development.

Besides, Shucheng had originally been named after Zhang Mingshu.

Yan Tianxing turned around and cupped his hands toward Zhang Mingshu. "Old Lord Zhang, the rest is up to us."

Zhang Mingshu nodded. "Brother Yan, I'll leave Shucheng to you. I believe in you."

By then, they had also