"Then are we supposed to do nothing but huddle in this little mountain valley and let those corrupt officials and filthy clerks oppress the people?" Chen Buyu said.
He wanted to rebel. He loathed the authorities. He sympathized with those disaster-stricken commoners, and he wanted to save them.
But he knew that relying on himself alone, he could do nothing.
He needed Yang Mingzhao's support, and he also looked forward to following Yang Mingzhao in doing something great with thunder and fire.
Yang Mingzhao sighed. "This matter isn't as simple as you imagine!"
"But!" Chen Buyu still wanted to persuade him.
Yang Mingzhao waved a hand and cut him off. "Southeast of Bashu is Southern Frontier Town. Southern Frontier Town has a hundred thousand elite troops. Southern Frontier Town has the Duke of Xing, and the Duke of Xing is an Innate Martial Artist!"
"Southwest of Bashu is Yunling Town. Right now, the Regional Commander of Yunling Town is Marquis Pingjiang Chen Yu. Marquis Pingjiang was once the commander of the Imperial Guard and is extremely skilled at training soldiers. The officers and men under his command must also be elites!"
"Leaving everything else aside, if the Imperial Court orders the elite troops of those two towns into Shu to put down the rebellion, do you think those rebels will still be able to run free?"
Chen Buyu said, "But haven't they never entered Shu to put down the rebellion? So many years have passed. Why haven't they entered Shu to put down the rebellion?"
Yang Mingzhao froze. That was right. Why hadn't the Imperial Court deployed the Border Army to put down the rebellion?
The garrison troops of Bashu were useless, so why not deploy the Border Army to put down the rebellion?
Yang Mingzhao was not very clear