Inside the military tent.
Su Hu's eyes brimmed with tears. He knelt on one knee and cupped his hands toward Jiang Ziya.
"My wife, whom I've been married to since we were young, has been bedridden for years. I'm afraid she hasn't much longer to live. I wish to return to Xi Qi and see her one last time. I beg you to grant my request, Grand Preceptor!"
At these words, Jiang Ziya's expression shifted.
The Great Zhou Army and the Great Shang Army had been locked in battle at Golden Rooster Ridge for years, yet he had never managed to lead his forces to take the ridge.
Morale in the Great Zhou Army was already wavering. If Marquis of Jizhou Su Hu returned to Xi Qi, the consequences would be unthinkable. Besides, the million-strong Jizhou Army under his command obeyed only him.
"Please, get up!"
"How about this? I'll send someone to take Spirit Pills and miraculous medicines to Xi Qi to treat your wife. The two armies are at war right now. Without you leading the Jizhou Army, we might miss our chance to strike!"
Jiang Ziya helped Marquis of Jizhou Su Hu to his feet.
But this time, Su Hu had already made up his mind.
His wife's illness was part of his plan. Over the past few years, Jiang Ziya and the others had refined all sorts of elixirs, but none had helped.
"Let my son, Su Quanzhong, lead the Jizhou Army for now. He'll obey your orders and fight the Great Shang Army. I've been gradually handing over my authority to him these past few years, so there'll be no problem!"
"I only want to be with my wife, whom I've been married to since we were young, for the last of her days. I'll