“Your Highness, the trial of the Imperial Guards is naturally His Majesty’s concern. Whether to reward, punish, execute, or kill is not something outsiders can interfere with, wouldn’t you say?” Feng Jin had a friendly smile on his face, but his words were very sharp, which annoyed Qin Mo.
Qin Mo looked at the obviously agitated Imperial Guards around him and said coldly, "It's your business if you, Feng Jin, think I have no right to interfere. I'll only say it once: all Imperial Guards of brigade commander rank and above, assemble at the camp gate tonight. If you don't, then I'll consider you to have given up on saving yourselves. I'm only allowing you to cause trouble here because the enemy situation is unclear. Once I and the other armies have taken Lan City, what use will you people be?"
Qin Mo turned and left, and the guards behind him began to make a loud commotion, which Feng Jin could not suppress no matter how much he shouted.
"Pah! You're all talk, but you can't even control a common soldier. How can you be a commander? It's laughable!" Wu Shengze deliberately spat loudly, making Feng Jin and his cronies' faces even uglier.
That evening, the Da Yuan army erected a huge tent outside the Japanese army camp, large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.
When the lights inside the tent came on, a huge commotion broke out among the Japanese troops. The two factions began to confront each other at the camp gate, and Feng Jin led his men to block the gate, preventing others from coming out.
"If there is another mutiny in the camp today, I will lead troops into the camp to quell the rebellion!" Qin Mo's domineering shout ended the standoff between the two sides, and Feng Jin, with a gloomy face, led the way into the huge tent.
The tent was spacious, but there were only two chairs. Judging by this, regardless of rank—whether you were a brigade commander, colonel, captain, or commander-in-chief or deputy commander-in-chief—you'd all have to stand. This time, not only was Feng Jin furious, but even He Qingyun, the de facto deputy commander of the Japanese army who had always been at odds with him, was very uncomfortable.
The two chairs were placed at slightly different heights. The one on the lower chair was occupied by Prince Heng, Qin Mo, who was resting with his eyes closed, while the one on the higher chair was temporarily empty, which aroused suspicion.
Soon after, the officers and soldiers of the Weiyue Army entered the main tent, and then the commanders of the Doujin Army and Doumu Army walked in amidst everyone's surprised gazes. Qin Mo finally opened her eyes.
A powerful aura emanated from Qin Mo, enveloping the entire tent. Not to mention the brigade commanders and captains, even Feng Jin, He Qingyun, and others trembled in their hearts. No matter how they circulated their vital energy, they could not withstand the powerful pressure. Before long, their foreheads were covered with beads of sweat.
"These are all my men. What kind of prestige is Your Highness showing off to them?" A reprimanding voice rang out, and the pressure in the tent vanished instantly.
Inside the tent, apart from Feng Jin and a small group of others, everyone suddenly raised their heads, looking incredulously at the slightly elevated chair.
He Qingyun was the first to kneel down, his voice filled with sorrow: "Your subordinate... pays respects to Your Majesty the Empress!"
"Your subordinate greets Your Majesty the Empress!"
"This humble general, Shi Lei, pays his respects to Your Majesty the Empress!"
Most of the people in the tent knelt down, and the voices of a large group of seven-foot-tall men paying their respects were tinged with sorrow and grief.
"This is too exaggerated! Is this some kind of audience with the leader Kim Jong-un?" Qin Mo rolled her eyes as she looked at the several captains and brigade commanders with tears and snot all over their faces.
A chill ran down Qin Mo's spine, and he quickly turned around to see Wang Yushi giving him a vicious glare.
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