At the Qi Kingdom court, fury and resentment boiled over. The attacks on Hu Yan Wuhen surged like a tide, yet they could only condemn him with words; in reality, they had no way to deal with him at all.
Originally, the three major sects could still restrain Hu Yan Wuhen, but now even they had begun playing dead. They were clearly tacitly allowing him to do this.
And after seeing through the trick behind the feudal lords' forces obstructing the rebel army, Hu Yan Wuhen slowed his march. The way he moved his troops could even be called baffling.
The army began racing east and west, simply refusing to head properly toward the Capital City.
To put it plainly, they were focused on getting grain. The army struck out in all directions to seize food.
This organized, large-scale method of "robbery," with clear divisions of labor and scouts sent ahead to sound things out, was far more formidable than ordinary bandits...
At the Jin Army's forward command center, Gao Pin sat silently in the hall, reading the intelligence in his hand for a long time.
An Elder of the Artifact Cloud Sect said in a deep voice, "What is Hu Yan Wuhen up to?"
Gao Pin drew a deep breath. "Isn't it obvious? He is stockpiling massive amounts of provisions, preparing for a prolonged war!"
The Artifact Cloud Sect Elder snorted. "He really has some nerve. As the grand general of Qi Kingdom, he is actually letting his troops seize grain within his own country. No, not letting them seize grain—he is personally commanding millions of troops to seize grain!"
Gao Pin tossed down the intelligence report and slowly leaned back in his chair. "I heard that he previously submitted a memorial to the Qi Kingdom court, confessing his