Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Complete Order
Qin Mo entered the main hall, where many people were already seated. Two people sat side by side on the main seat, one of whom was Zhao Qirui, the Great General of the Northern Expedition of the Empire.
Qin Mo lowered her head and walked towards her seat, pondering as she went: "Who can sit next to Zhao Qirui?" The person was dressed in casual clothes, making it difficult to tell whether he was a civil official or a military officer.
"You have all fought bravely for the country these past few days, thank you for your hard work. Today, the orcs' offensive is fierce, which has puzzled some people. They don't know why the orcs are attacking the city so urgently."
The people in the hall turned to look at each other, and although no one spoke, they all agreed with Zhao Qirui's words. The orcs' offensive was indeed abnormal. It was only after Zhao Qirui and Blackhan started their great battle that the orcs had to be cautious and temporarily stop their attack. Otherwise, it would not have been impossible for them to break through the city.
"The reason why the orcs are in such a hurry can now be told to you... Our reinforcements have arrived..."
"Buzz..." The generals and nobles in the hall finally couldn't help but discuss it. The area outside the trading city was still covered in ice and snow. They didn't know how the reinforcements had arrived. After all, the reinforcements that could make the orcs feel threatened must be quite numerous. But how did such a large number of reinforcements get here? Could it be that they were on sleds?
Qin Mo's gaze, however, fell upon the person beside Zhao Qirui. This person was dressed simply and casually in scholar's robes, adorned only with a white jade hairpin. His face was handsome, and his aura was gentle and approachable, making one feel comfortable. Although seated in the main seat alongside Zhao Qirui, he did not exude any sense of oppression.
The man was very perceptive. Seeing Qin Mo staring at him, he smiled at Qin Mo and said, "You are the son of Qin Lan's family? You do look somewhat like Qin Lan, but you take after your mother more and lack some of her heroic spirit."
Qin Mo's face immediately turned red. This man was so blunt! What did he mean by lacking heroic spirit? He could have just called himself a sissy!
Qin Mo stood up, bowed respectfully, and then asked, "May I ask your name, senior? How should I address you?"
"Oh!... My surname is Zhou, and my given name is Yuan. I have some connection with your father, so you should call me uncle." The man looked at Qin Mo with interest, smiled, and said to her.
"Qin Mo greets Uncle!" Qin Mo bowed again, then thought to herself, "Zhou Yuan... why does that name sound so familiar?"
The council hall was silent, and everyone's eyes lit up. Qin Mo finally snapped out of her daze, "Zhou Yuan, isn't that the carefree, hermit-like cultivator? He's also my uncle? How can both of my uncles be so monstrous?"
"Greetings, Senior Zhou..."
"Wuwei Wang Renbi pays respects to Senior Zhou..."
"Yang Xiaozhang from Huyang pays his respects to Senior Zhou..."
People rose to pay their respects to Zhou Yuan in droves, their faces filled with admiration, adoration, and even fawning expressions. Qin Mo watched with a sigh: "Even a nobody without a single soldier can receive such respect. It seems that might makes right in the Great Xia Empire."
Faced with the flattery of the crowd, Zhou Yuan simply smiled amiably, without saying a word or paying any attention to these military generals and nobles, truly living up to his reputation as a carefree and unconventional person.
"Mr. Zhou's righteous assistance is truly a blessing for our Great Xia Army. Now, the Orcish High Priest Blackhan is struggling to hold on alone, so I have decided... to launch a surprise attack on the Orcish camp tomorrow."
Zhao Qirui didn't speak until everyone had greeted Zhou Yuan, showing him considerable respect. However, his words left everyone somewhat confused: "Attack the orc camp? You two can go and fight one of us, what does it have to do with us?"
"Now that the orcs know they are no match for us, they will surely retreat. Even if Mr. Zhou and I kill Blackham then, as long as the orc army is still around, this land will never be at peace."
After listening, Qin Mo understood Zhao Qirui's meaning. The Rakshasa Kingdom was vast, requiring a large number of people to control it. The Beastmen, already lacking manpower, struggled to fully control the entire Rakshasa Kingdom. If they could eliminate these tens of thousands of elite Beastmen this time, even if the Beastmen brought in another Great Witch-level expert, they would be left with no one and would find it difficult to rule the vast land surrounding the Trading City.
Qin Mo recalled the "God of Slaughter Bai Qi" from her previous life on Earth. He ruthlessly massacred 400,000 surrendered Zhao soldiers, causing Zhao to never recover its strength. Zhao Qirui's idea this time was no different from that of Bai Qi. If you kill all your key subordinates, no matter how powerful your Great Witch is... can you still defend the city and collect taxes by yourself?
"Tomorrow we will attack the camp, with the Death-Defying Battalion as the vanguard, the Xuanyi Army and Xuanwu Army as the central army, and the Wuning Army and the noble private army as the rear guard to provide support at any time." Zhao Qirui was not trying to solicit everyone's opinions at all; he was simply informing everyone of the attack positions.
"Yang Xiaozhang, the General's Mansion ordered you to rush to the aid of the Wuning Army today, why did you refuse?" Zhao Qirui's tone changed, and his sharp aura began to fill the entire hall, making everyone feel his anger.
"Reporting to the General, the situation was chaotic at the time. The messenger who came with the order only had a warrant from the General's office, but no seal of the General. Therefore, I was afraid of being tricked, so I had no choice but to wait and see." Marquis Yang Xiaozhang of Huyang stood up helplessly to explain. He was so intimidated by Zhao Qirui's power that his face was as pale as paper.
"Hehe, the Marquis of Huyang has a point. A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. It seems I misunderstood you."
Zhao Qirui listened to Yang Xiaozhang's explanation with a smile, his face as warm as a spring breeze, which made Yang Xiaozhang breathe a sigh of relief. Then he saw Zhao Qirui have his attendants bring pen and ink, write down an order, and then take out the seal of the General Who Conquers the North from his bosom and stamp it on.
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