As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 386 The ship bravely cuts through the waves

"General Tian is dead. Since the news can no longer be contained, we should spread the word among the soldiers that General Tian was killed because Qian Yuan tricked him."

"This shows that Chen broke the agreement and used a conspiracy to kill General Tian."

"In front of me, two generals deceived me at two passes; behind me, General Tian was murdered and died far from home."

"Qian Yuan is full of such scheming, deceitful and treacherous people."

"We must fight to the death to avenge General Tian and mobilize the morale and anger of our army to the greatest extent possible."

At the front line of Xingtai Pass, the two armies faced each other. In the tent of the Northern Fierce Army, a young general sat at the head, his eyes sinister, and gave orders to several generals.

A few days ago, he destroyed Libu Pass and fought a great battle with Long Lianhua.

Although they captured Libu Pass, they also suffered heavy losses.

The fortified pass was completely destroyed and could no longer be defended.

Ji Yuting also lost his magic weapon and was seriously injured.

It's fair to say they didn't make any money at all.

The Qian Yuan faction is not to be underestimated; some hidden forces are emerging.

The forces that are out in the open include a dragon and a phoenix, but no one knows how many hidden tricks Mingchen has up his sleeve.

So they simply made an agreement: soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and cultivators against cultivators.

To prevent the monks from bullying their inferiors, overturning the card table, and causing irreparable damage.

Lately, Mingchen seems to be thinking about something, and he hasn't made any moves since the agreement was made.

The cultivators on the Northern Lie side also refrained from launching an attack.

Even without cultivators, in terms of sheer military strength, Bei Lie holds a significant advantage.

However, Ling Yugu held firm at Xingtai Pass, and Ji Yuting simply couldn't do anything about it.

They used all sorts of dirty tricks, from overt troop deployments and siege tactics to insidious schemes like espionage and spreading rumors.

However, Ling Yu's side was truly watertight, giving no opening whatsoever, just stubbornly defending and waging a war of attrition.

Bai Junxin, who was reckless and easily lost a level back then, has now become the toughest nut to crack in Ling Yu's hands.

It truly has caused endless harm.

"This……"

When Ji Yuting issued his military order, the generals paused for a moment.

Someone kept advising, "General Ji, why don't you reconsider?"

They already knew the devastating news of Tian Hong's passing.

Deng Yingcheng, Tian Hongyi's sworn brother, fainted on the spot and cried all night.

The news spread uncontrollably among the Northern Army.

Upon hearing Ji Yuting's order, the generals felt uneasy.

Death is a serious matter, and it's not appropriate to use such news to plot anything.

Deng Yingcheng, who was closest to Tian Hong, suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and stared intently at Ji Yuting: "General Ji, what are you saying?"

"Death is a serious matter. How can you spread rumors and use my elder brother's heroic name to incite the soldiers' emotions?"

"How can my elder brother's spirit rest in peace?"

He should be a composed general, but at this moment his emotions are somewhat agitated.

Ji Yuting is a very capable young general. There are very few people in the entire Beilie who can match Ling Yu's skill.

This person is clever, quick-witted, shrewd, and decisive. He has repeatedly driven Ling Yu to the brink of despair and is also proficient in some extraordinary techniques, which can serve as a medium connecting the army and cultivators.

Although they are young, these talents are truly rare in the world.

Deng Yingcheng felt inferior and was convinced of his superiority. He simply relinquished his power and allowed himself to be used by the other party. He was overjoyed to see the other party gradually make up for his past mistakes.

But now, he felt somewhat resentful.

Now that your brother is dead, you should rest well.

How can one allow their posthumous reputation to be casually used to fabricate suitable facts and manipulate public sentiment?

How is this any different from profiting from human suffering?

Ji Yuting was not annoyed by this, his eyes were cold and calm to an excessive degree, and he simply looked up at him: "Then what does General Deng think should be done?"

"General Tian is a pillar of our dynasty. He has worked diligently for our dynasty for decades and made great contributions. I respect him and I am deeply saddened by his passing."

"The news has now spread throughout Beilie, and our army is still in the midst of battle! General Deng, what do you think we should do about this?"

"Do you want the entire Northern Lie army to cease fighting, lay down their weapons, and kneel before General Tian in white robes?"

"Do you want me to withdraw my troops and abandon His Majesty's grand ambition of unifying the world?"

Ji Yuting's barrage of questions left Deng Ying speechless.

His eyes were filled with indifference and a steadfast adherence to reality, devoid of any emotion.

"Do you want our army to grieve and fear because of General Tian's death, or do you want our army to be enraged by General Tian's death and rise up to fight the enemy?"

Mingchen is indeed cunning and enjoys playing tricks.

However, Tian Hong's death really had nothing to do with conspiracy or trickery.

People like Tian Hong are very difficult to scheme against.

The fair and square battle between the two sides ultimately failed due to the interplay of factors such as environment, military strength, and even supernatural powers and magic, which led to the failure of Tian Hong's "troublemaker" plan.

His spirit was shattered, and he died on the way.

But true stories often lack color.

How can we stir up emotions? How can we incite hatred?
It will only cause the world to lament and grieve.

This will only damage morale and have the opposite effect.

This will not work.

The way of the army is to make reasonable use of any facts that have already occurred, change the perspective, change the way of speaking, add embellishments, and often achieve completely different results.

The assassination of heroes is a tragedy, a lament.

The soldiers' emotions are heightened most when their idols and idols are deceived by the enemy and murdered by their cunning schemes.

By leveraging Tian Hong's immense prestige, the soldiers were enraged and provoked to erupt.

Deng Yingcheng swayed slightly: "No, that's not right! This is wrong!"

Ji Yuting's words were irrefutable, but as Tian Hong's sworn brother, he felt that Ji Yuting was wrong, yet he didn't know how to defend himself.

My elder brother is dead.

Then you should sleep peacefully.

The truth, and his deserved fate, should be made clear and transparent to those who respect him.

And put that energy into mourning, rather than being swayed by others to achieve other goals.

"I disagree!"

Deng Yingcheng felt as if he were sitting in front of a heartless machine.

They only know how to achieve their goal.

Truth and falsehood, glory and shame... these are not within the scope of consideration.

"Ji Yuting, my elder brother fell into your trap and was transferred to a foreign country, where he died far from home."

"What exactly are you up to?!"

Ji Yuting knew that Deng Yingcheng's thoughts were clouded by emotions, and he didn't want to waste words explaining anything. He simply took out a jade talisman and waved it in front of him: "I, Ji, have acted uprightly and honestly, and I believe I have a clear conscience. All my actions were for the sake of Beilie. General Tian supported my plan, which is why I was willing to set off south. General Deng, please don't say such disheartening things."

"You're a soldier, regardless of right or wrong."

"His Majesty has granted me the authority to act as General of the Army and Commander of the Southern Expedition. I am hereby appointed as the General Who Guards the South and will be in charge of all affairs of the Southern Expeditionary Army. Please obey my orders."

Ji Yuting rarely used his status to forcefully suppress others.

He accomplished things step by step, allowing people to see his talent and thus earn their respect and admiration.

This is also the behavior of a qualified general.

But that doesn’t mean he won’t use his power.

"We should unite as one and march south to defeat the enemy, to fulfill His Majesty's great ambition. Let us not cause internal strife at this critical juncture."

Deng Yingcheng's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Ji Yuting and said, "His Majesty will not allow you to do this! My elder brother's spirit in heaven will not allow it either!"

Ji Yuting's expression was calm, his voice indifferent: "If His Majesty does not agree, he will issue an edict to punish me. Even after General Tian's death, he can still inspire tens of thousands of my Northern Lie troops to bravely advance and charge into battle to kill the enemy. How could he not agree?" "He should be overjoyed!"

"You! How can you be happy that my elder brother's illustrious name has been so fabricated and manipulated to control others?!"

"Guards, take General Deng away."

Ji Yuting waved his hand, signaling someone outside the tent to take the emotionally distraught Deng Yingcheng out of the tent.

Deng Yingcheng shouted as he left.

The other generals in the military tent, who were of even lower rank, naturally dared not voice their opinions.

Ji Yuting glanced at everyone and said only, "Did everyone understand?"

"understand!"

"Then hurry up and do it! We are currently in a critical period of the siege, so we must not let the incident escalate and affect the morale of the troops."

"Yes!"

Ji Yuting was actually quite good; Deng Yingcheng, being his subordinate, dared to talk back to him and question his orders, yet he didn't punish him.

Is it really true that in military campaigns, one must use every means to win, and that there are absolutely no limits to it?

What is the meaning of human relationships, social norms, and the existence of civilization?
Perhaps there was some truth to what her master told her when Lingyu left the mountain.

Just as the group had left, another messenger rushed over and reported to Ji Yuting, "General, there is an urgent report from Qian Yuan."

Ji Yuting waved his hand: "Give it to me."

When he saw the contents of the letter, his eyes narrowed and his expression changed slightly: "The Great Qi has perished, and the internal strife of the Qian Yuan dynasty has been resolved?"

how so fast !

During this period, Lingyu could barely manage logistical supplies, but there were no reinforcements from any troops.

Although they were always able to defend, their strength was constantly diminishing.

He firmly believed that in a few more days, he would be able to wipe out Ling Yu's stubborn resistance and allow his army to advance unimpeded.

But now that the chaos in the southern region has been resolved, reinforcements will be arriving in droves, so things won't be so easy.

More importantly, it lies in the international situation.

Qian Yuan is no longer constrained.

Recovering lost territory can provide a continuous supply of resources.

The border forces locked down by the Great Qi can also be completely liberated.

This is not as simple as one plus one equals two!

This Qian Yuan is truly eerie in every way.

time!

time!

The most special thing is the time.

Throughout history, countless wars and battles have often lasted for several years.

It is precisely this Qian Yuan who can always grasp the key points, kill the enemy in one fell swoop, and complete strategic requirements in a very short time.

No matter how incompetent or chaotic the Great Qi was, it still managed to amass over 100,000 troops and occupy one-third of the southern territory of the Qian Yuan.

Even if Qian Yuan could consume it, it wouldn't be possible for it to happen so quickly!
But now... it hasn't even been a few months, let alone a few years.

This is unlike any war since ancient times, and the pace of it made Ji Yuting uncomfortable.

And among all of this, there is always one person actively involved...

As he frowned, several more people hurried over.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged Taoist priest with an air of otherworldly wisdom; it was none other than the Taoist who had made the promise with Mingchen that day.

Ji Yuting stood up and bowed to the other party: "What brings you here, Immortal Master?"

The other party cupped his hands in greeting and hurriedly helped Ji Yuting up, saying, "General, please don't stand on ceremony."

"I have come here with important matters to discuss with you."

"Oh?"

"General, please withdraw your troops and return to Zhenling Pass immediately!"

"Qian Yuan has a large army crossing the sea. They have already broken through the barriers set up by the Supreme Being and will arrive soon."

"If they break through Zhenling Pass, our army's retreat will be cut off, and our fate will be sealed!"

Bad news kept coming.

Ji Yuting swayed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

……

“That Ling Yu is truly tenacious; General Ji’s attack on the city failed again yesterday.”

"Have you heard? The Great General... has passed away."

"What?! How... how is this possible?"

"It's true, I heard that His Majesty even cried in the court."

"General... Waaah..."

"This...this, what should we do!"

"Without the Great General, how can we possibly withstand that ruthless Ling Yu?"

"Don't we still have General Ji?"

"Sigh... the people of Qian Yuan are truly despicable and shameless!"

……

Time flows slowly by, and in the height of summer, the sun shines brightly.

The people in Zhenling Pass were working hard, sweating profusely.

A few days ago, Mingchen attacked, triggering thunder and a violent storm at night, killing countless people and destroying most of the defensive fortifications that Deng Yingcheng had painstakingly built.

The mess that followed naturally required the hard work of those below to smooth things over.

Those who possess supernatural powers and have high energy levels are all concerned about their image; they consider their actions extremely precious.

They only wished to achieve merit in battle and killing enemies, and were unwilling to lift a finger to build city walls and do the arduous task.

They are builders, not laborers; building walls is beneath their dignity.

Naturally, these hard and tiring jobs were done by the ordinary soldiers below.

It took quite a while to finally fix it.

People were working, and occasionally they would chat with each other.

Ling Yu has been holding Xingtai Pass to the death. In recent days, there have been continuous battles. Although the last remaining pass is in grave danger, it has not yet been captured.

The morale of the Northern Martial Warriors has declined.

Meanwhile, as time went by, the intelligence from the top levels finally reached the ears of those below.

General Tian Hong is dead.

He died on his way south to attack Qian Yuan, and died as a result of Ming Chen's conspiracy.

His Majesty the Emperor wept bitterly, and all the people of Qingcang City wore white mourning clothes.

The pillars of the Northern Kingdom have collapsed.

Tian Hong spent his life in the military, making countless contributions to the Northern Lie and driving out many powerful enemies.

He is admired by many and is an idol to many.

Sadness and anger were passed between the civilians and the soldiers.

As people lamented, became angry, or lost their spirits, a series of "whooshing" sounds suddenly came from afar.

In an instant, the soldiers stationed in the city looked up sharply in the same direction, their eyes narrowing: "What...what is that?!"

North,

As far as the eye can see, the river flows mightily.

The enormous ship, unlike anything I've ever seen before, sailed across the wide, raging river with the help of the wind and waves.

The dark, gaping muzzles of the cannons on the ships were awe-inspiring.

(End of this chapter)