At the Lancang Canal army headquarters, Ge Yingxing received a letter from Sterling on the front lines and learned the whole situation.
"Well, well. I never expected Zichuan Canxing to have such nerve. The Emperor must be putting him under tremendous pressure on the northwestern front!"
Ge Yingxing laughed as he finished reading the letter.
Faced with such a thorny situation, the veteran general remained calm and unhurried.
Years of hard fighting had given him the bearing of a marshal who would not flinch even if a mountain collapsed before him.
Back when he led the Far East Army against the Demon forces, he had faced countless predicaments like this.
Each time, he had steadied the situation and led the Far East Army from strength to strength, steadily expanding the Zichuan Family's territory in the Far East.
But after the former Chief Executive, Zichuan Yuanxing, died, Zichuan Canxing succeeded him and began a power struggle with Yang Minghua at the center. With both men fighting for control and the central government unstable, Ge Yingxing lost its strong support at his back. Only then had the Demons driven the Far East front farther and farther back!
"This may be a crisis, but it could also be a chance to settle matters in the southwest quickly!"
After a moment's thought, Ge Yingxing picked up his brush and wrote Sterling a reply, approving his risky request.
Once he had finished Sterling's reply, Ge Yingxing took out a fresh sheet of paper and laid it flat.
This letter was a report to the Emperor, giving an honest account of the situation here.
Sterling's plan was bold, but it also required the Emperor's cooperation.
When he finished, Ge Yingxing summoned a messenger and ordered him to deliver the letter to the Emperor by water at