The Zhuo Family Patriarch seemed to have anticipated this long ago. Not a ripple stirred on his face, and his gaze remained calm and composed as he said,
"Dragon City is not here today, but the Meng Family Patriarch is. Why not ask him to verify it?"
Hmm? That was an idea. Even if they had never eaten pork, had they not at least seen a pig run?
By the same token, they truly knew nothing about leading troops into battle, but they were hardly people who could be fooled at will.
Old Master Xun stroked his smooth white beard and said,
"Meng Family Patriarch, since that is the case, please tell us yourself: do you understand troop formations and battle arrays, and the methods of forging a powerful army?"
Meng Zhao had long weighed the matter in his heart. Being pushed to the forefront by the Zhuo Family Patriarch would inevitably bring both advantages and disadvantages.
The disadvantage was that, from this day onward, he would become a banner standing directly against the County King's Mansion.
After all, everyone had put him forward precisely so that he could contend with the County King's Mansion for military command, not so that he could drift with the current.
Keeping a low profile was no longer possible. Standing in this position, he would naturally have to accept challenges, and troubles would surely be unending for some time. An ordinary person truly might not be able to handle them.
Naturally, there were benefits as well. He would directly gain the qualification to command the Prefectural Army. That was not something ordinary people could even covet, and it would save Meng Zhao considerable effort while promising immense prospects for the future.
If he handled things properly, then through military authority, he could in fact