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

Chapter 387 I have never failed in my life, and I won't fail this time either.

"no!"

"Can't retreat!"

"To retreat would mean all previous efforts are wasted!"

Bad news kept coming from the Northern Fierce Army's tent.

Ji Yuting frowned.

In just a few breaths, all his plans were shattered.

With the fall of the Great Qi, Qian Yuan will be free from constraints, and his army will soon arrive to provide support.

Mingchen launched a surprise attack by waterway, intending to break through Zhenling Pass.

They were supposed to capture Xingtai Pass and then advance straight down to Yueyang City.

Now, however, they face the risk of being cut off from their escape route and attacked from both sides.

In the blink of an eye, all advantages vanished, and the methodical plan was ruined.

Now their time is even more pressing.

His face was somber, and he remained silent for a long time before shaking his head: "We should be sending all our troops now!"

If they stayed at Zhenling Pass instead, they would have wasted time on the road, which would have allowed Ling Yu to recover.

All efforts were lost.

He would have failed His Majesty's grace and the brave soldiers who died in battle.

He can't retreat!

He now intends to go all in and capture Xingtai Pass.

Taking Xingtai Pass would cut off the northern border of Qian Yuan.

Zhenling Pass is well-fortified; even if Mingchen were to launch a surprise attack by water, it would be impossible for him to capture it too quickly.

This means that Mingchen will also face the same problem as Tian Hong before, which is that his surprise attack is isolated and without support!

His Majesty will also send troops to support him.

Mingchen is a master dispatcher.

He absolutely cannot be controlled by Mingchen!

It's just a competition of who's more ruthless!

Then let's move to another place!

Then let's face it head-on!
Ji Yuting's eyes sharpened, and he shouted to the guards outside, "Guards, relay my military order: all units must muster their troops and prepare for battle!"

This is the final battle; it's all or nothing.

He's going to give it his all, no matter the cost.

The guard outside the tent trembled and hurriedly replied, "Yes!"

"General, this..."

Ji Yuting's actions seem reckless and quite bold.

But in reality, he was very meticulous, his military campaigns were very rigorous, and he always had a way out.

Unexpectedly, this time they didn't choose the conservative approach and immediately decided to go all in.

It's too cruel.

They are ruthless to others, and ruthless to themselves.

The Taoist priest beside him looked at him with some concern.

In his view, this was a risky move.

“Immortal Master, I learned to read at the age of one, understood principles at the age of three, and grasped the essence of all things under heaven at the age of seven. My teacher said that I have the heart of a wood spirit and the body of wind and thunder, which is a talent born of heaven, and I am destined to achieve great things.”

"I mastered my skills at the age of sixteen and descended the mountain. I am proficient in astronomy and geography, and skilled in governance and military affairs."

"I have strategies for governing the world, and I have the ability to understand people's hearts."

Ji Yuting looked up, his eyes sparkling, and as he recounted his resume, his eyes brimming with boundless confidence.

"Immortal Master, how could someone like me be wrong?"

"How could I lose?!"

How could I possibly betray the king's great kindness?

"How can I back down?!"

He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with malice: "I have never failed in my life, and I will not fail this time either."

He was born a chosen one.

We haven't stumbled yet, so far.

He suffered a great loss when facing Long Lian before, and even lost his magic weapon.

Ling Yu, this stubborn element, has not yet been eliminated.

He faced numerous setbacks along the way.

He himself was actually a bit paranoid.

If they retreated in disgrace, having endured the combined attack from Mingchen and Lingyu, then they had chickened out and were defeated.

How did he face the king?
The Taoist priest looked at his persistent appearance and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This Taoist priest, named Huang Xingyao, had some connection with Ji Yuting's elders. He received an imperial decree from above and thus came down the mountain to help Bei Lie.

He saw that this young man had risen to a high position and commanded the entire army.

This child is indeed exceptionally gifted.

But if things go so smoothly, you're still too young.

He paused, then said to Ji Yuting without offering any further advice, "General, we have already made an agreement with Mingchen that we cannot use magic to assist the army in battle. Apart from that, if you need our assistance, please feel free to ask."

Upon hearing this, Ji Yuting's eyes flashed: "I do have a favor to ask of you."

"Immortal Master, I have heard of a master named Nan Yue who is proficient in a strange art. Please help me."

Huang Xingyao was taken aback: "Oh?"

The few extraordinary cultivators who have come to support the front lines in Beilie are all quite remarkable, with him as their leader.

He naturally knew who Nan Yue was and what he was capable of.

Before long, a tall, thin man wearing a straw hat, with a strange demeanor, entered the tent.

He took off his straw hat, revealing a strange face.

His face appeared to have many stitched scars, his features were extremely asymmetrical, his eyes were different, and his mouth was crooked.

He looked down at Ji Yuting, his crooked mouth opening and closing: "What business does the general have with me?"

"Master Nan, please!"

Ji Yuting reached out and lured Nan Yue forward.

A corpse had already been prepared in the camp.

Ji Yuting asked him, "Master Nan, do you still remember what Mingchen looks like?"

Nan Yue replied, "I will never forget those I have met."

That night, when Mingchen launched his night raid, he was one of the people who appeared to meet the enemy, and naturally he had seen what Mingchen looked like.

Ji Yuting nodded and pointed to the corpse beside him, saying, "I've heard that Master Nan is proficient in a miraculous art of human body repair. Could you perhaps modify this person to resemble Mingchen?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Yue showed no change in expression, and without asking the reason, simply nodded and said, "Of course."

Having said that, he spread his hand and produced a three-inch knife, then walked up to the corpse.

They gently cut across his face.

Strangely, even when his knife cut his face, no blood seeped out.

Cutting off a piece of skin and flesh is like splitting soil in two.

What lies beneath the skin and flesh is still skin and flesh, exactly the same.

He manipulated, cut, and shaped the corpse as if it were clay...

His movements were swift; his figure twisted and turned in front of the corpse, and the knife swung faster and faster.

In the blink of an eye, the corpse of an ordinary-looking soldier lying on the ground had been transformed into a dashing and handsome young man.

A faint smile played on his lips, exuding a nonchalant, frivolous, and unrestrained air.

However, he was exactly the same as that Duke of Qian Yuan, whose name was renowned.

He even made some changes to his face, height, and physique.

Even close friends and family members would probably find it difficult to tell the difference.

Ji Yuting looked him up and down, then nodded slightly and said, "Good...good...very good!"

With a gentle flick of his hand, he pierced a hole in the chest, and blood gushed out.

"I have a risky plan..."

Time was of the essence, and the situation was critical; he couldn't afford to worry about anything else.

Ling Yu is a very formidable general.

In military campaigns, their advances are like a raging fire, relentless and unstoppable. They possess courage and determination, making them difficult to defend against.

When retreating, it is watertight, immovable as a mountain, utterly invincible, and difficult to resist.

He's a true all-rounder. He's immune to schemes and tricks, unfazed by deception and temptation, and there's simply no loophole he can exploit.

During this period, Ji Yuting had clashed with her many times, but he hadn't gained an advantage even once.

However, he knew that Ling Yu, this all-around warrior, had a fatal weakness.

That's Mingchen.

Their relationship was no secret; it was widely known not only among the people of Qian Yuan but also among the people of Bei Lie.

Ji Yuting didn't believe that Ling Yu could remain calm in the face of something like Ming Chen's death.

Even if Ling Yu could remain calm, he didn't believe the exhausted Xingtai Pass garrison could.

Mingchen is a monster.

Even someone as arrogant and conceited as Ji Yuting couldn't help but marvel at what he had done.

For an ordinary person to accomplish just one or two of these feats would be enough to be remembered for eternity, to be etched in history, and to bring glory to their entire life.

But where is this person?

Each and every incident has consistently shocked the world.

The monarch was incompetent, the court was corrupt, the country was in chaos, the administration was in disarray, public resentment was widespread, and a rebellion broke out...

Such a chaotic situation, such a country, is beyond saving.

But now, after being destroyed, it has been rebuilt and has gone through a series of chaotic wars.

The shattered land has miraculously turned the tide.

This person always exerts effort at those crucial junctures, stubbornly carrying Qian Yuan forward.

He can be described as an unparalleled genius.

but!

Mingchen is both the pillar and the weakness of Qianyuan.

People tend to habitually believe in and rely on something.

Once this sign falls, it will inevitably deal a disastrous blow to the morale of Qian Yuan.

Once a person loses their composure, they are not far from destruction.

This is a one-off strategy.

Once used, it can never be used again.

He had thought of this a long time ago, but he never used it.

Firstly, Mingchen is no ordinary person; he possesses numerous abilities, and his actions are unpredictable and exceptionally swift. He cannot pinpoint Mingchen's location, and the timing is uncertain. To announce Mingchen's death in front of him would be a disastrous move.

Secondly, using this plan might have many unexpected consequences, which he wouldn't be able to control.

Now that Mingchen has crossed the sea, his location has been determined; he is not at Xingtai Pass.

This is the opportunity.

The situation in the world has completely spiraled out of his control.

Time was of the essence, and he couldn't worry about anything else.

He must seize the time and use every means to completely wipe out Ling Yu's forces, occupy Xingtai Pass, and bring the entire northern border of Qian Yuan under his control.

Soon, the army assembled.

The generals looked at Ji Yuting, who was in the main seat, with different expressions.

They haven't received any intelligence yet.

Let alone a secret message from a powerful individual like Mingchen who crossed the sea.

Even the news of the fall of the Great Qi had not yet reached them.

They were just saying they wanted to use General Tian Hongda's death to sway the morale of the entire army.

Why did they suddenly summon the entire army, intending to go into battle with all their might?

Under everyone's gaze, Ji Yuting wore a hearty smile and raised his arm.

Several soldiers carried out a corpse.

A strong man tied it to a long pole with a rope and lifted it high.

Several knowledgeable generals suddenly narrowed their eyes, somewhat incredulous.

Ji Yuting shouted loudly, "Everyone, may God bless Bei Lie!"

"The traitor Mingchen of Qianyuan attempted to cross the sea to attack Beilie, but was punished by the gods who used great magic to obliterate him. Those who do evil will surely perish. The immortal has just brought his body here!"

"Please look, everyone, this is Mingchen!"

Ji Yuting spoke in a clear and resonant voice, which carried throughout the military formation.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

It was as if a giant rock had fallen into the lake, creating waves of surging, violent spray.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded at the corpse being held high, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Mingchen?!
Is it that Mingchen?

died? !
How can this be? !
General Ji is the Grand General Who Conquers the South, the supreme commander, surely he wouldn't lie?

From a distance, the person on the flagpole really does look like the legendary Ming Chen.

Yes!

Mingchen is also a human being. No matter how amazing or brilliant he is, he is still a mortal.

In the end... you'll die!

Throughout history, countless heroes have faded into obscurity.

Life is fragile; death can occur in the slightest carelessness.

Mingchen has seized so many heavenly secrets; he deserves to die.

The news was so shocking that everyone was somewhat dazed.

"Gentlemen, Mingchen is dead!"

"Qian Yuan has been defeated. My Emperor is protected by the gods, and the mandate of heaven rests on Bei Lie!"

Ji Yuting drew his longsword, pointed it straight to the sky, and shouted loudly, "Gentlemen, let's take advantage of this east wind, press on with our momentum, kill Ling Yu, and take Xingtai Pass!"

"One of Qian Yuan's two pillars protecting the nation has already fallen, and the other is just around the corner."

"Killing Ling Yu would be a great achievement, enough to be granted a title and a high-ranking position!"

"Soldiers, let's charge!"

No matter how bad the overall situation is, no matter how urgent the situation is.

However, the specifics cannot be made public to most of the soldiers.

They only know their own strengths and the hope of victory.

Otherwise, morale will collapse and the things that should have been accomplished will not be accomplished.

The death of Mingchen served two purposes: firstly, to demoralize the enemy, and secondly, to boost the morale of our own soldiers.

Not to mention the Northern Lie soldiers, even their generals were unaware of it.

They stared with equal excitement at Mingchen's corpse hanging high above.

A surge of ecstasy welled up within me.

Mingchen has done too many amazing things, and the sense of pressure is too strong.

It always felt like a huge boulder weighing on their hearts.

Even a figure like General Tian Hongda fell at his hands.

Now...dead?!

Only a few people glanced at Ji Yuting with some suspicion.

If Mingchen were to die, why not wait a little longer, let the incident escalate, and let Qianyuan collapse on its own?

Why are they in such a hurry to launch a full-scale attack?

Of course, this is only a very small part, and Ji Yuting's words were not meant for them.

Excitement spread throughout the entire army.

"Kill Ling Yu and retake Xingtai Pass!"

"Kill Ling Yu and retake Xingtai Pass!"

"Kill Ling Yu and retake Xingtai Pass!"

……

The excited soldiers, their eyes red, raised their weapons high and shouted.

The stronger the opponent, the greater the achievement and the higher the glory.

The Qian Yuan dynasty had four dukes, among whom Ming Chen and Ling Yu were the most renowned and legendary.

Mingchen has already fallen, and Lingyu is left only to struggle on at the execution platform.

That overwhelming wealth and glory seemed so close at hand.

After killing Ling Yu, they dared not imagine how glorious their future would be.

Ji Yuting looked down at the group of passionate soldiers below, then glanced at the city not far away, and gripped his long sword tightly: "Gentlemen, follow me to attack the city!"

(End of this chapter)