Chapter 2807 - 2806: March South to Suppress the Rebels

Chapter 2807: Chapter 2806: March South to Suppress the Rebels

All the world sects, those with some influence, rely on occupying spiritual ore mines as their foundation.

The more spiritual ores there are, the more resources for cultivation the sect has, the higher the disciples’ cultivation level, and the more they can attract extraordinary disciples.

This creates a virtuous cycle, strengthening the sect further.

In the world, about five or six out of ten spiritual mines are in the hands of sects, the rest are in the hands of secular powers.

The Imperial Court holds three parts, while the local official residences hold only one or two parts.

In some places, with many spiritual mountain veins, they can even pick up the scraps others don’t want.

In other places, they can only stare in envy, so poor they can’t even sip the broth.

Liangshan Island was originally barren, and when Long Fei rooted himself here, he never intended to maintain the sect by seizing spiritual mines.

From the outset, Liangshan Island pursued a route of material exchange.

Making money by mining is not a skill, making money through business is the long-term path.

Now with warfare raging, Liangshan Island does not refuse any party interested in purchasing supplies, welcoming everyone.

This unscrupulous merchant without ethics or political inclination had long sold supplies to the southeast.

If not for the Northern Barbarian Country being so poor and living by plunder, they might have come to Liangshan Island to buy supplies as well.

After visiting the production base on the island, Song Yuchan reached this conclusion.

She thought to herself that she must find a way to make more money, preferably monopolize the supplies of Liangshan Island.

Otherwise, the sect would continue spreading its net widely.

Wouldn’t all the rebels in the world have high-tech weapons then?

"There’s no time to lose!"

Song Yuchan sighed as she stroked the Fire God Cannon.

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"

Song Yuchan said, "You say the master is otherworldly, but he’s like a profit-only merchant. I just had a conversation with the salespeople here, and they’ve sold these Fire God Cannons to the southeast."

"Are you referring to Fang La?"

Yan Qing was slightly surprised.

Song Yuchan replied, "It is them. These rebels aren’t on the same path as us; why is the master supporting them?"

Yan Qing thought for a moment and said, "You also said, the master is an otherworldly person. The worldly disputes don’t concern him. Moreover, he doesn’t manage the affairs of Liangshan Island now, leaving it to senior brothers and sisters in the sect. He might not even know what’s being done below."

Song Yuchan pursed her lips and whispered to him, "You give the master too much credit. I’ve long figured him out; he’s just a profit-driven person!"

"Do you dare speak of the master like that?"

Yan Qing exclaimed softly, "Three feet above one’s head, there are divine beings. Do you want to get us killed?"

"I’m not afraid of him!"

Song Yuchan snorted twice, her big eyes cautiously looking upwards, appearing guilty.

A thousand Fire God Cannons are not easy to produce.

If crafted by hand, it requires disciples from the Artifact Refining Division to blow fire, forge steel, and rifle, and disciples from the Formation Sect to engrave runes, set formations, and follow a series of procedures.

Now, mass industrial production is possible, all done by machines on assembly lines with minimal human assistance.

Even so, the delivery date is still ten days away.

The Lu State front line, under increased pressure.

Clouds of war gather, and under Tong Guan’s command, various troops rapidly converge, converging on the battlefield at the Qi and Lu border.

The center of this battlefield is at Feng City, a strategic military location since ancient times.

Qizhou, if the Feng City is secured, it opens the path south to Lu State.

If Lu State captures Feng City, it can directly attack the Prefectural Government Office of Qizhou.

This location is at Mount Tai’s Eastern Foothill, with high mountains for defense, easy to defend and hard to attack, making it an excellent place to block the Yan Yun Iron Cavalry.

Song Gongming has stationed a hundred thousand troops here, like a nail driven into Qizhou’s belly.

Once the battlefield’s situation changes, this nail can directly capture Qizhou’s Prefectural Government Office.

Even if the battlefield situation is unfavorable, Qizhou, to take Lu State, must think of a way to remove this nail before moving south.

In Gao Qiu’s military tent, all the commanders gathered together.

These people are all commanders guarding a region and naturally are not mediocre individuals.

They also recognized Feng City’s importance, so the first battle revolves around Feng City.

The Yan Yun Iron Cavalry’s leader of ten thousand, Yang Zhi, sat in the tent.

Others were busy making suggestions, but he sat still, eyes closed, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Gao Qiu glanced at him, dissatisfied, thinking how this little general from Yan Yun dared to be so disrespectful to him, the magnificent Grand Commandant?

Others were sending gifts, trying to curry favor, but Yang Zhi did nothing and dared to show him a sour face.

He was about to pick a quarrel with Yang Zhi when someone outside shouted, "The Privy Council Envoy has arrived!"

Everyone in the military tent stood up, seeing a burly and imposing official enter the tent.

Everyone was surprised and clasped their hands in salutes.

Previously, they had heard that this Privy Council Envoy, Tong Guan, was a eunuch, so he should be weak and frail.

But now they saw, unexpectedly he had a beard and was robust and strong, not at all like a eunuch.

He entered the tent, scanning everyone with a smiling eye, finally resting on Yang Zhi.

Gao Qiu came forward, with a face full of flattering, "The camp is bitter and cold, and the Privy Council Envoy personally coming to the front lines to offer sympathy, we all feel greatly comforted!"

Tong Guan did not look at him, instead, he took hold of Yang Zhi’s hand and said, "Is this not Yang Zhi of the Yang Clan military strategists?"

Yang Zhi nodded, finally bringing a trace of glory to his face, clasping his hands toward Tong Guan, "This humble servant is he."

"Good, good, truly a man of remarkable talent!"

Tong Guan smiled, patting his shoulder, "Seize this chance and fight well. I knew your ancestors; if there is an opportunity, I will surely promote you!"

"Thank you, Privy Council Envoy!"

Yang Zhi trembled with excitement, not expecting to be so highly regarded by Tong Guan, instantly feeling moved to die for a confidant.

Tong Guan sat in the command seat, Gao Qiu standing to the side, increasingly jealous of Yang Zhi and thinking, "This border general, full of birthmarks, how is he presentable?"

He flattered Tong Guan, "Privy Council Envoy, under your command, the various troops and provisions of Qizhou have all gathered. A million infantry, two hundred thousand cavalry, are ready to attack the rebels of Lu State."

Tong Guan nodded, "Very good, everyone has worked hard these days. You all know, Lu State is the gateway to the Capital City, once lost, the emperor will not be at ease in court. This battle is only permitted to succeed, not to fail. If victorious, you all get promoted and prosper; this envoy will reward you heavily. If you fail, I don’t need to say what the outcome is!"

"Privy Council Envoy, rest assured, we are all willing to give our all for the Great Songg, for the Emperor, and for the Privy Council Envoy, to do our utmost till death."

Gao Qiu led the guarantee, bowing.

All the generals shouted together, following with a bow.

"Excellent!"

Tong Guan stood up, directing someone to bring imperial wine in, filling everyone in the tent.

He raised his cup, rallying the troops, "This envoy will be at the Prefectural Government Office, awaiting your triumphant return!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"..."

Everyone lifted their cups and drank in one gulp.

The cups hit the ground, shattering in pieces throughout the military tent.

Outside the tent, the sound of horns and drums signaled, and various troops quickly gathered.

After Tong Guan’s review, the army set off southward that same day.