The generals exchanged glances. Even He Bao fell silent.
Their commander was planning to play for enormous stakes.
Acting under the emperor's banner was all well and good. It was perfectly legitimate, and it would get them through this crisis.
But what came afterward?
Once they returned to the Divine Capital, how many pairs of pinching shoes would the emperor make them wear?
Then the generals reconsidered. Even that was better than dying in Taigu City.
Lü Wenhua turned to glance at Lü Jing by the door.
Others might know little of Lü Jing's reputation, but the Lü Clan was itself a branch of Ancient Profound Mountain, and knew full well that he was a disciple the mountain was cultivating with particular care. He had reached the second rank before forty, making him an extraordinary genius even by the standards of the entire world.
The intention behind placing such a genius at Li Qingxian's side could not have been clearer.
Ancient Profound Mountain had already forged a deep alliance with Li Qingxian.
Apart from the military, there were five major human powers around the Great River.
The Northern Green Forest, Ancient Profound Mountain, Heaven Momentum Mountain, the Sand Devil Sect, and the Moon Devil Sect.
The two Devil Sects lay to the west and actually had little influence over the Great River. Thus, the Northern Green Forest, Ancient Profound Mountain, and Heaven Momentum Mountain were the three strongest powers capable of influencing it.
Now, all three stood behind Li Qingxian.
With the ever-expanding Far-Reaching City added to their number, it would not be long before ninety percent of the power within a thousand li along the South Bank of the Great River was bound to Li Qingxian.
A man like that was the next Grand General King.
Could he really