Jade Spring Mountain Stands in My Way? Then I, Zhao Mengsheng, Will Break the Rules!

"Crush them!"

"Crush them!"

"Crush them!"

One hundred thousand personal troops roared as one, their voices shaking the land.

Rumble!

Squadrons of fighter jets screamed into the sky and assembled above the Wolf Country Capital.

Beacon fires rose one after another across the Northern Frontier, winding south like a dragon of flame.

From the Wolf Country Capital all the way to Jiangcheng!

"Move out!"

Zhao Mengsheng gave the order.

Before long, the unprecedented commotion drew attention from every quarter.

The Dragon Kingdom General Staff Headquarters.

"What's going on? Why do the beacon fires stretch from the Northern Frontier all the way to Jiangbei?"

A middle-aged general shot to his feet.

Horror filled his eyes as he stared at the unbroken chain of red dots on the radar.

"Report!"

An intelligence officer rushed in. "War God Zhao has taken one hundred thousand personal troops aboard supersonic fighter jets and is heading straight for Jiangcheng!"

"What?"

The middle-aged general's face changed.

"He just conquered Wolf Country. Why isn't he holding the Northern Frontier? What's he doing taking so many troops south?"

"Could the remaining enemy forces be striking back?"

"But that's impossible! The Wolf Country Capital has fallen. The stragglers can't cause any real trouble!"

The intelligence officer hurriedly said, "General, it doesn't look like the God of War Shanhe is going to fight. It looks like he's going to... save someone?"

It wasn't just the General Staff Headquarters.

The leaders of the other Military Regions and departments were on edge too.

A mobilization on this scale was unheard of!

"Has Wolf Country made another move?"

"Did something terrible happen in Jiangbei Province?"

"What is Zhao Shanhe trying to do? Has he lost his mind?"

Questions and speculation flew back and forth.

Panic spread through the Dragon Kingdom's upper ranks.

At that moment, Zhao Mengsheng sat aboard the latest model of supersonic fighter jet.

His eyes were shut tight. Yue Changlong's face kept flashing through his mind...

Along with Yue Xiaofei's heart-rending cry for help!

"God of War!"

The deputy general approached with an encrypted mobile phone, his expression grave. "A call from Jade Spring Mountain!"

Zhao Mengsheng took the phone. "This is Zhao Mengsheng."

"Zhao Shanhe! Stop!"

A stern, furious voice came from the other end.

"I order you to land immediately with all your men! Do you have any idea how much upheaval this will cause?"

Zhao Mengsheng did not waver. "Chief, it doesn't matter who tries to stop me today. I have to go to Jiangcheng!"

"Have you lost your mind?"

The man on the phone snapped, "You've just won a tremendous victory, and you're about to be made marshal. Is disobeying orders now worth it?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Mengsheng's answer was absolute.

"My old company commander is my benefactor, my brother, my comrade-in-arms!"

"His son is in danger. I can't stand by and do nothing!"

Beside him, the deputy general stamped his feet in anxiety. He tugged Zhao Mengsheng's arm and urged him in a low voice:

"General, please think this through!"

"You can't defy an order from Jade Spring Mountain!"

"The higher-ups will be furious. Your appointment as marshal could be affected!"

"Marshal?"

Zhao Mengsheng cut him off, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"If I can't even protect my old company commander's son, what would being marshal mean?"

He paused, a trace of guilt entering his voice.

"My old company commander gave his son a photo of us together. He told him I was his closest brother and that he should come to me if he ever needed help."

"Now his son has been kidnapped and is trapped in Jiangcheng. I'm his only hope!"

Zhao Mengsheng clenched his fist. Every word carried weight.

"I've been a soldier for years. I've always obeyed orders and never used my position for personal reasons!"

"But today, I, Zhao Mengsheng, am breaking the rules!"

With that, he hung up and looked out the window.

The jet hurtled onward!

Mountains and rivers raced backward!

But his gaze never wavered.

Obstacles ahead?

He would break through!

Even if the way led through blades and fire?

He would crush whatever stood in his path!

For the boy waiting desperately in that basement...

This time, he would give it everything he had!

The jet roared south!

Carrying Zhao Mengsheng's resolve!

And the fury of one hundred thousand soldiers!

Longdu, Jade Spring Mountain.

The command center blazed with light.

Several elderly men wore dress uniforms bearing general's stars.

Medals gleamed on their chests.

Gold stars shone on their shoulders.

Even the lowest-ranking among them had three stars—enough to leave any powerful figure awestruck.

They were the pillars of the military!

Living legends to hundreds of millions!

On the electronic map,

red dots marking the beacon fires stretched south.

They wound onward like a long dragon of blood.

Tick. Tick. Tick...

The clock on the wall ticked, each beat seeming to strike at everyone's heart.

"How long has it been? Why is there still no word?"

The old general at the head of the table spoke.

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried unquestionable authority.

He was the oldest active-duty general in the Dragon Kingdom.

A scar ran from his brow to the corner of his mouth. It was the medal he prized most.

"Commander, give it a little more time!"

The man beside him spoke quietly, though sweat was already pouring down his back.

Bang!

Just then, the conference room door was thrown open.

"Report!"

A senior colonel rushed in, panting, and raised the latest intelligence report.

"War God Zhao has refused to carry out the order!"

"He has led one hundred thousand personal troops past the Northern Frontier defense line!"

"They're heading for Jiangcheng at full speed!"

"What?"

"How dare he!"

Several leaders slammed their hands on the table and rose together.

The air in the conference room turned cold and rigid.

The senior colonel swallowed and forced himself to continue.

"He also lit more than a hundred beacon towers!"

"From the Northern Frontier all the way to Jiangbei!"

"According to the front line, he's doing this for a comrade's son!"

"The boy is Yue Xiaofei, Jiangbei's top scorer on the college entrance exam. Criminals are holding him captive, and his life is in danger!"

"War God Zhao said he was breaking the rules today and would personally go to demand justice!"

The senior colonel trembled as he read out the report.

"Outrageous!"

A navy general slapped the table so hard it shook.

"We've prepared a victory banquet for him, and all of Longdu is waiting for him to receive his appointment! But he's thrown aside that immense honor to run to Jiangbei over some minor personal matter!"

"Exactly!"

An army general nodded. "Moving troops as if it were a game, and lighting beacon fires on top of that! Has he given no thought to the consequences?"

"Too young, and far too reckless!"

The old commander at the head of the table frowned. "Conquering Wolf Country and expanding our borders doesn't mean he can ignore orders. It seems... we need to rein him in."

Discontent spread through the conference room.

Bang!

Just then, the door opened again.

Step!

Step!

Step!

A silver-haired old man in a faded, well-worn military uniform walked in slowly.

He wore no rank insignia or medals.

Yet every movement carried an air that commanded respect.

Though he was advanced in years and his face was deeply lined, his eyes still shone like stars.

"Elder Xu!"

"Elder Xu, what brings you here?"

At the sight of him, every leader present, regardless of rank—including the commander—sprang to his feet and saluted.

Their salutes were as crisp as those of brand-new recruits!