Peace Order

Chapter 1832 - 89: Seeking Peace

It’s been several days.

Voices with a hint of anxiety can be heard in Jiangnan.

"How is it going?"

"Sigh!"

"Why are you sighing? Just tell me!" Lei Laomeng’s tone grew impatient as he grabbed the arm of the elderly sorcerer, unconsciously exerting pressure due to his anxiety. Fortunately, this fellow’s martial skills were rather ordinary, so the old sorcerer didn’t get angry.

He looked outside at the crowd waiting densely.

Most of them were soldier captains who had followed Prince Qin in battles everywhere.

The old sorcerer fully understood the emotions of Lei Laomeng and the others.

The Great Emperor of Ying Country, with his last valor and heroism, wanted to drag the Qilin Army into the vortex. Li Guanyi personally guarded Zhenbei Pass in a fierce battle. Although this battle ended in victory, it was the most perilous one the Qilin Army had faced since its inception.

They almost breached the rear of Jiangnan.

If it weren’t for the ’mysterious divine general’ boosting morale, and if it weren’t for Yue Pengwu returning at a critical moment, even if Jiangnan was defended, it might have been extremely tragic.

At that time, Ying Country would have exploited them, and the Heavenly Strategy Mansion would have suffered great losses.

However, Yue Pengwu returned.

This meant that outside Zhenbei Pass, only Li Guanyi was left to confront Jiang Su.

The Northern Border battlefield reached a brief conclusion. After Prince Qin returned and met with Murong Qiushui, knowing that Jiangnan was truly safe, he went out to boost morale, held a grand celebration banquet, yet after it ended, he collapsed and slept for several days.

Due to the gravity of the situation, the news was sealed.

However, everyone who heard the news became anxious.

Lei Laomeng gathered the Qilin Army Seven Old Ghosts, but these elders from ordinary backgrounds had very unconventional medical skills, adept at general medical practices, but concerning Li Guanyi’s state, they were completely clueless.

So he hurriedly ’invited’ the exceptional old sorcerer.

The old sorcerer looked outside at the men, strategists, all rubbing their hands and watching him helplessly. It seemed that half of the nation’s heroes and fierce generals were here.

These names could fill half a history book.

Yet, each one was on edge.

If the old sorcerer said jumping into the sea would wake Prince Qin, they would surely queue up to jump.

Especially a fearless man, who directly challenged the veteran general He Ruoqinhu of Ying Country, Yue Qianfeng stood as the main force against He Ruoqinhu, having an arm broken, bandaged, with a large circle of white cloth wrapped around his head, looking worse off than Prince Qin.

And still crowded here, squeezing forward.

Yue Qianfeng was mournful at the time, as he fought fueled by his anger over the death of his teacher. But his opponent, He Ruoqinhu, was also in a similar mental state—

The great emperor he followed since his teenage years lay behind him.

How could he lose?

How could he retreat?

The battle was fierce, and when Yue Qianfeng was dragged back, he was unconscious. Yet He Ruoqinhu, under the siege of four generals, still spat blood. At that time, Yue Qianfeng only laughed a few times and then fell backward.

The generals were shocked, thinking this exceptionally brave divine general of the Qilin Army had perished in battle. But then snores arose on the battlefield, and they were astonished, only to see this great general lying in a pool of blood on the battlefield, exhausted and asleep.

He had extraordinary courage and valor.

Yet lacked any sense of propriety.

The old sorcerer comforted them for a while, but their voices were too loud.

Eventually, the old sorcerer became annoyed and drove them all out of the courtyard, leaving the great generals carrying apples awkward. The old sorcerer said, "Prince Qin needs peace to recover; you all crowding here makes the air stuffy, so everyone go out."

Yue Qianfeng was delighted: "That means His Majesty is fine?!"

The old sorcerer scolded:

"Prince Qin is twenty-two years old, a Martial Arts Legend, with a long life ahead; what issue could there be? However, if you don’t take care of yourselves, soon you won’t be able to go to the battlefield, only carried on stretchers."

He drove everyone out, but Lei Laomeng stayed behind. Speaking of which, Yue Pengwu could return so swiftly due to the auspicious Divine Eagle from the grassland, which Lei Laomeng successfully persuaded to help.

The all-capable Lei Laomeng once again achieved battle merits.

Maintaining his mature and composed demeanor, after closing the door, he helped out in silence, whispering, "Old man, if His Majesty is alright, how could he still not wake up?"

The old sorcerer said, "Martial Arts Legend, a realm beyond, at the age of twenty, the emperor stepped into this realm; even though he clashed with Jiang Su, losing some longevity and vitality, it didn’t harm the foundation."

"He just needs peace to restore, absorbing the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, will ultimately replenish bit by bit, yet the greater concern lies in his heart’s wound."

Lei Laomeng opened his mouth but was speechless.

The old sorcerer looked at the closed door and sighed.

In the lines of history, it will only celebrate Prince Qin’s great victory, his decisiveness and skill in deploying troops, but unaware of the most perilous moment that day, with fifty thousand troops of Military God Jiang Su at the front and Zhenbei City behind.

Zhi Jiankuang in trouble, Jiang Wanxiang’s breakthrough, Jiangnan’s danger with Li Guanyi, leaving only the last resort.

He didn’t know if he could win, didn’t know if he would die, facing the strongest enemy ahead, danger behind, even the strongest would have sorrow and fear, but at that moment, he just drew the Silent Annihilation Divine Spear from his shoulder.