Qing Chen's heart sank straight to the bottom.
The Qing Household and the Infinite Extremity Devil Palace were right there in that flesh-and-blood millstone!
If he were truly thrown onto the Lingzhou battlefield, it would be no different from walking into a net, with death-dealing Yanluos on every side!
"If you venture rashly into Lingzhou alone, you will be besieged on all sides, trapped in a hopeless situation!"
Tie Ming's voice was firm as a hammer striking iron. "But I can intervene and block the schemes of the Qing Household and the Infinite Extremity Devil Palace against you!
I can secure an opportunity for you-an opportunity to command troops independently and head to Qiongzhou!"
"How would you stop them?"
Qing Chen stared straight at Tie Ming, his gaze sharp as a blade, his tone carrying just the right trace of doubt.
"Though you hold the high and powerful office of Army Supervisor, my lord, both the Qing Household and the Infinite Extremity Devil Palace are colossal powers with deeply entrenched influence...
Besides, the authority to deploy troops and appoint commanders does not seem to lie in your hands, does it?"
He had pointed out the crux of the matter;
-though Tie Ming had powerful backing, he currently held no actual authority to command troops directly.
"Oh?" Tie Ming gave a soft snort, its meaning unclear.
The pride in his tone, born of his bloodline, spread as though it had tangible substance.
"I hail from the Iron Household, one of the Nine Nether Aristocratic Clans. You should have heard of us.
Unlike the Qing Household, whose foundations lie in Annan Province and whose ties with the rebels are murky, my Iron Household has been loyal to Great Jin for generations. We are a pillar of the Imperial Court!
My eldest uncle