This is the brilliance of the strategy.
Even if it’s apparent, it’s difficult to thwart.
Once thwarted, you bear the bad name of scattering the refugees.
Jiang Su praised, "Each move, broad and spacious, blends rightly within the art of war."
"We cannot stop the refugees or kill the noble ones. They anticipated the autumn hunt, and thus dared to make such a bold move without fearing our discovery."
Jiang Wanxiang said, "However, Grandmaster."
"Scholars leave the Central State, leaving the Academy vacant."
"Is the Sword Madman’s battle coming?"
Jiang Su whispered, "Indeed."
Jiang Wanxiang waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
Jiang Su bowed slightly and vanished, while Jiang Wanxiang gazed at the carp and murmured, "Over five thousand people in just one state, and so many scholars..."
"How many troops from Jiangnan?"
Fifty thousand Qilin Army.
Which includes five thousand fully-capable officers cultivated in the Academy’s classical style.
This means for every ten Qilin soldiers, there’s a leader who understands great principles, can observe heavenly phenomena and geography to determine troop movement, possesses Second Layer Heaven combat abilities, excels in long spears, bows, and swordsmanship, knows war chariots, and at least has basic knowledge of Military Formation.
When soldiers are despondent, they can talk heart-to-heart; when warriors are confused, they can inspire morale.
They can gather morale and enforce military discipline.
Above, they can handle Battle Formation; below, they can count spoils.
In battle, they might even charge ahead.
They possess pure ideals and fiery determination cultivated by the Academy.
Every ten Qilin soldiers are equipped with such a person?
Extravagant, extravagant!
Jiang Wanxiang’s cheeks twitched.
Refugees, trend, scholars...
Jiang Wanxiang whispered, "The Qilin Army must expand."
At this moment, a sense of regret surged in Jiang Wanxiang’s heart, and he couldn’t help but praise, "Li Guanyi, truly a peerless talent in the world."
At the same time, the killing intent toward Li Guanyi and the regret for not having forcibly killed him in the palace that day escalated to an extreme, raising a tiger was indeed troublesome, even to this point.
Yet he felt his judgment was correct which justified moving the Imperial Guard, letting Military God Jiang Su lead troops to battle the Sword Madman, then kill Li Guanyi. That day, he valued him, although admiring the young talent, it was also his arrogance.
One must not underestimate a young Fierce Tiger.
Thinking of that day, Jiang Wanxiang gritted his teeth and heavily slapped his thigh:
He slapped his forehead: "If only he were a thug!"
Looking at the pond, the aging Emperor suddenly lost interest in fishing, swung the fishing rod straight down, angrily turned, and walked away: "Fishing? What’s this fishing? It’s raising fish!"
The attendant beside puzzled, "Your Majesty is not fishing anymore?"
Jiang Wanxiang, impatient, flicked his sleeves and said:
"Fishing, fishing, no more fishing!"
"Oh yes, tonight we eat fish, everyone from top to bottom eats fish!"
"Whole fish banquet!"
"Everyone gets one, I want to eat Qilin Fish!"
He kicked open the door, but couldn’t help but sigh: "If my son can be , it would be best."
Again, because of Li Guanyi, talent, domain, time, public sentiment, all were about to converge, Jiang Wanxiang experienced all of this, hence he knew, it’s like wind and cloud rising, the dragon rides the wind and flies, unstoppable.
Again admiration, again sighs, again killing intent.
But no matter what, it’s too late now, gnashing teeth for a while, can only slap the thigh.
Today eat two Qilin Fish to relieve frustration.
The scholars swarmed out, and what can you say about scholars, setting off alone is boring, they surely drag their dining, studying, drinking companions along, bustling away, the Academy couldn’t quiet down.
For the winds of the Martial World had risen.
No one knew who leaked the news, saying the Sword Madman Murong Longtu’s battle is coming, right inside the Academy, Jianghu Heroes, Prestige Grandmasters naturally must come, surely the aristocratic families, nobles, and the royal family as well.
They also wished to see the grandeur of the Sword Madman Murong Longtu.
It’s heard that this person’s Sword Qi is peerless, Zongheng strategies, coming to the Academy several times, but when the Academy scholars were present, the intention of such a sword duel was greater, ordinary outsiders couldn’t enter, naturally couldn’t witness it.
This time, however, is different, with the Academy scholars gone, Jianghu Heroes coming back and forth, in this world, aristocratic families and nobles also practice martial arts, they invite renowned Jianghu experts, train in superior martial arts, use good weapons.
But if speaking of Jianghu, they have never been.
If anything, three or five friends, bring along bold and bored young ladies, and venture out of town, hearing where there’s robbery, they hire experts, with bandits and darts masters coming and going, fighting loudly, ladies watching nervously, and noble young men having heart-pounding excitement, considering it the experience of Jianghu.
Yet they don’t know after returning, the darts masters and bandits put arms around shoulders, split the earnings fifty-fifty.
Bandaging wounds, cursing these aristocratic families for lacking humanity.
Promising next time, you’ll be the bandit, I’ll fight the bandits.
Once they got the money.
Then head to the Dark Brothel, comfortably sleep.
In the white snow, black coal pit, don’t say anyone is clean.
Jianghu, well, that’s how it is.
And this time it’s heard a big figure is coming, these self-proclaimed Jianghu Guests feel they are part of Jianghu, must go see, some even mutter inwardly, hearing the Sword Mad Sword Skill is invincible, wondering if they can recruit him?