Porter's Immortal Cultivation: I Have Level 5 Full Inscriptions

Chapter 329 Seizing the Army (Part 1)

As a martial artist and a military general, he was not good at being indecisive and preferred to speak frankly and get things done quickly.

"If there's anything I can help with, Brother Yan, please don't hesitate to ask," Yang Silang said generously.

Yan Nanxing has always been quick-witted and sensible, and would not be asked to do difficult things.

The fact that they dared to come to his door in disguise meant they had encountered a problem and needed his help.

Given his current relationship with Yan Nanxing, he's willing to help unless it's a hopeless situation.

"Here's what happened—"

Yan Nanxing is currently facing a situation where the various armies in the city are leaderless and each commander is fighting for control. The situation has gradually deteriorated from restraint to hostility, and a few days ago, they even resorted to violence and almost came to blows. Let me briefly explain the situation.

He grasped Yang Silang's hand and said sincerely.

"Without a leader and the four cities divided in defense, Yidu Prefecture will fall sooner or later!"

"Those powerful families don't get involved in karma or cause and effect; they don't care whether the city is lost or not."

"But those of us who defend the city are all stained with the blood of the Heavenly King's army. If the city falls, we will surely meet a bad end."

"To defend this city, I beg Brother Yang's help in capturing the army!"

"Yidu Prefecture isn't something we can't lose, but we can't let it fall into the hands of the Heavenly King's army!"

Yan Nanxing spoke very sincerely.

He didn't say anything about sharing the fate of Yidu Prefecture.

Those are empty words and platitudes, but never the truth.

Now everyone knows that the Great Shun Dynasty is a sunken ship, so who would still be willing to be a loyal subject buried with it?

Perhaps there are such people, but the governor and the Black General are definitely not like that.

To put it bluntly, their control of Yidu Prefecture was driven by self-interest; by holding onto Yidu Prefecture, they could hold onto Jiangdong Province.

With a province, whether it surrenders to the Ming Dynasty or to other forces in the future, it can be sold for a good price, allowing the Jiangdong Province to be sold.

Therefore, Yidu Prefecture is not something that cannot be lost, but it cannot be lost to the Heavenly King's army.

The majority of the Heavenly King Army's troops were former bandits and outlaws, and their discipline was extremely poor.

Among the many forces vying for power, Li Tianwang has actually been eliminated, and his hopes of ruling the world are slim.

If any of the generals in Yidu Prefecture are to be sold, they should be sold to the one who offers the highest price and has the best prospects.

Therefore, the two armies had already become extremely angry during their fierce battle on the city walls. If the city fell, the soldiers and warriors would have no chance of survival in the hands of the Heavenly King's army.

Yang Silang laughed heartily after hearing Yan Nanxing's request.

"Brother Yan, what do you think I'm talking about?"

"Okay, I'll help you with this."

"However, I might not be enough on my own. I'll help you get Grandmaster Fu along!"

Yan Nanxing's face lit up with surprise after hearing this.

"Excellent! With Old Master Fu's help, this matter is practically guaranteed!"

Yang Silang asked him if he had any plans.

Yan Nanxing had clearly thought things through before he came.

"Brother Yang, you broke through to become a Grandmaster yesterday."

"The news has already spread throughout the city."

"My idea is, of course, the sooner the better."

"This is what I think—"

Yan Nanxing said he had obtained the governor's tacit approval.

The governor will provide some cooperation and organize a peace-making banquet in the government office tonight, inviting all the military leaders.

When the time comes, upon entering the governor's yamen, the major military leaders will only bring a small number of their elite troops to the table.

Once Yan Nanxing swiftly dealt with the remaining military leaders at the banquet, he could mobilize his elite troops to quickly annex other forces.

His choice to do it late at night was not without reason.

It was inconvenient for the rebel army to attack the city at night.

In addition, it is only possible to hold a banquet late at night; it is not appropriate to hold a banquet during the day.

Finally, since the major military leaders all came from General Hei's command, as long as Yan Nanxing controlled their personalities and dealt with Tie Gan's cronies, he had plenty of ways to incorporate their subordinates into his own ranks.

Ultimately, we all used to eat from the same pot, we know each other well, and we are truly intertwined, so recruiting us wouldn't be too difficult.

The two reached an agreement.

Yan Nanxing left in a hurry. He would be very busy today, as he had to arrange his troops, place trusted confidants, and bribe spies before taking action.

Since Yang Silang had agreed, he didn't rest.

After Yan Nanxing left, Yang Silang, Fu Hongying, and Xiao Yue set off together to the Martial Arts Tower to seek Fu Liunian's support.

As the group walked to the alley entrance, they saw a few carriages parked outside, some of which appeared to be servants from wealthy families getting off with gift boxes.

Some of them were even asking how to get to Yang Ju's house.

"Master, look, someone has brought you a gift," Fu Hongying whispered to Yang Silang.

Yang Silang waved his hand, half-covering his face.

"Hurry up, hurry up—"

"If you leave too late, you won't be able to leave at all."

With such a commotion last night, I never intended to hide it from anyone.

He had anticipated that his home would be very lively today, so he had already made preparations to make a quick getaway.

The three of them bypassed the gift-givers and continued along the street.

After arriving at the martial arts hall...

Many people here recognize Yang Silang.

Whoever sees him immediately greets him with a big smile and enthusiastic congratulations.

Later, a crowd surrounded him, forcing Yang Silang to experience a welcoming reception.

Even the old stableman, upon hearing of his arrival, squeezed in, his face beaming with joy, offering his congratulations repeatedly.

A 21-year-old Grandmaster of Golden Marrow is considered a promising young talent even among top-tier aristocratic families and sects.

People don't respect the current Yang Silang, but the future Yang Silang, who may very well become a Martial Saint.

After all, age is an advantage.

It was half an hour after Yang Silang entered the Martial Arts Tower and stepped into the Martial Arts Hall.

There was nothing I could do; my former colleagues were just too enthusiastic.

We went up to the top floor of the Wujing Pagoda and went outside.

Yang Silang knocked on the door and only went in after hearing a cough from inside, then smiled.

"Brother Fu, I've come to see you—"

"I heard you're not feeling well again?"

Fu Liunian, who was lying on the bed, turned around and sat up after hearing this, glaring at Fu and Xiao, who were hiding behind Yang Silang.

"Ha, I'm in excellent health!"

"Who dares to make fun of me?"

"I just didn't sleep well last night—"

He changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat sour.

"Brother Yang, how did you feel about the celebration and the welcoming party just now?"

"Six months ago, they celebrated my achievement of becoming a Grandmaster in the same way."

"Today, I see they are working even harder than they did six months ago."

Yang Silang's eyes darted around, and he smiled.

"Brother Fu, you are the Grandmaster of the Martial Arts Pagoda, the highest-ranking person in the entire Martial Arts Hall."

"They are all your subordinates, so even if you're celebrating, you should keep it understated."

"I'm practically a former colleague; who hasn't drunk and eaten with me?"

"They were celebrating my breakthrough as someone they knew, so their attitude was naturally more relaxed."

"But I didn't mean any disrespect to you."

Seeing that he spoke appropriately, Fu Liunian suddenly sighed and shook his head.

"Brother Yang, you don't need to try to persuade me."

"I'm already this old, let's still be friends despite the age gap."

"I'm not jealous of you, I just hate myself for being so useless and wasting so many decades."

Don't overthink it.

Yang Silang laughed and waved his hand.

"Am I, Brother Fu, a petty and narrow-minded person?"

"I know even if you don't tell me."

"We're not strangers. You see, I come to you for help whenever I'm in trouble."

"Brother Fu, how long can you hold out if you go all out?"

Seeing that Yang Silang's expression was serious and not like he was joking, Fu Liunian thought carefully and said solemnly.

"The toxins in my body have been almost completely removed by the Moon Soul Pearl."

"There are still some stubborn toxins left in the internal organs, but they will be almost gone in a few more days."

"With the Moon Soul Pearl within me to calm me down, maintaining my peak combat strength for a quarter of an hour shouldn't be a problem if I make a move now."

"Who do you want to deal with? I'll definitely help you—"

Fu Liunian agreed very readily, without even asking what he wanted to do.

Yang Silang sincerely thanked his brother.

He then revealed to Yan Nanxing, who had disguised himself and asked him for help during the day, what had happened.

"Brother Fu, you know that I was injured on the city wall."

"Each of us stopped a Grandmaster of the Five Poisons Sect once."

"But those two were both wounded but not dead, and they had already formed a deadly feud."

"Therefore, for the sake of the city's defense, I have decided to help Yan Nanxing lead the army alone."

Even now, Yang and Fu are unaware that the skinny, bamboo-like grandmaster of the Five Poisons Sect has already died.

Strictly speaking, both of them contributed.

Fu Liunian slapped his thigh and laughed.

"What is it?"

"Alright, that's easy!"

"I'll help you. I happen to know a disguise technique."

"It'll come in handy tonight."

night.

The moon was crescent-shaped, the light dim and unclear, dark clouds filled the sky, and a cold wind was blowing.

Outside the governor's office.

Squads of armored cavalry arrived, divided into three groups, each with about three or four hundred men.

Right outside the governor's office, three groups of people stood several feet apart, seemingly confronting each other.

One of the armored soldiers was the most elite, both men and horses were fully armored, and a flag with the character "燕" (Yan) on it was hanging above them.

Another group of armored cavalry, mainly men in armor, were all exceptionally fierce, with a flag hanging above their heads bearing the character "齐" (Qi).

The last cavalry unit was the largest, numbering about five hundred men, but it carried four or five flags bearing the names Huang, Xu, Gao, Liu, and Hua.

These are the five generals in the city, whose positions are high but whose power is low.

They were nominal commanders, each with dozens to over a hundred personal guards.

Some were sent by the emperor to support other provinces, and all their old resources were lost and could not be replenished; others were dismissed for poor performance in battle, and after paying money to be reinstated, their troops, except for their private soldiers, had long been divided up.

Therefore, the group had long formed an alliance to act in unison, remaining neutral as a third party.

They are also eyeing the enemy covetously, thinking of taking more soldiers from the unconscious General Hei to expand their own power.

Tonight, the governor is hosting a dinner to negotiate peace, and all the major military leaders are present. We have no choice but to give the governor face.

Yan Nanxing rode his horse through the crowd of guards and jumped off. He had a long sword at his waist, but no armor. He was only wearing a black robe with copper coin patterns.

He was accompanied by only three servants, and even the servants' hands were empty.

"Lucky lad—" Vice General Qi was a man in his fifties, "but he's still young, how can he be so arrogant?"

"Still inexperienced."

He glanced at the ten armored soldiers following behind him and felt confident.

These ten armored soldiers were actually martial arts servants from the Wu family, a powerful clan. The strongest among them was a Grandmaster, and the others were all at the level of Steel-Dirty Grand Martial Master.

Therefore, even though the governor's office in front of him was a den of dragons and tigers, he dared to venture in.

On the other side, several lone generals dismounted, donned their armor, and led a dozen or so armored and armed servants toward the governor's office.

A servant bowed and whispered at the door.

"Generals, weapons are not permitted inside the mansion. Please leave your weapons outside the gate."

Yan Nanxing smiled slightly upon hearing this, readily unfastened the sword from his waist and placed it on a plate, then went inside with his entourage.

Deputy General Qi glared and snorted coldly.

"I am the governor's favorite general."

"Unless the adults themselves say they're laying down their arms, how can you convince anyone with just your words?"

He led a dozen or so servants and squeezed straight in.

The remaining few generals, chatting and laughing amongst themselves, led a dozen or so servants and entered the gate.

It was as if these generals had suddenly gone deaf—