Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 245 - 245 21 Old Man Nan Tianyan

Chapter 245: Chapter 21: Old Man Nan Tianyan Chapter 245: Chapter 21: Old Man Nan Tianyan “Good! … Which divine doctor has come?”

“This … your subordinate doesn’t know.”

“Damn it, how can you not know even this basic bit of information … get out of the way!”

Then he shouted, “Someone get this bastard a bowl of water!”

He then continued pacing, still filled with anxiety.

…

Soon, the second horse arrived.

The rider was one of Lv Yun Cheng’s bodyguards.

“General! we have good news! Fantastic news!”

“Did you find out which divine doctor it is?”

“It’s the renowned Divine Doctor Nan Tian Yan!”

“Hmm? Nan Tian Yan? Is that his real name?”

“Yes! It’s Nan Tian Yan! He is well-known all over Anping, famed across the seven kingdoms!”

“This…” The General scratched his head, looking bewildered.

Why haven’t I heard of this before?

Could it be a divine doctor who has just recently risen to fame? Since he dares to claim fame in Anping and renowned in the seven kingdoms, he is certainly not ordinary.

He frowned and asked, “How old does the divine doctor appear to be?”

“He appears to be quite old, at least in his sixties, and has a calm demeanor, like a Taoist sage.”

“Hmm, that does sound plausible.”

Immediately he lowered his head, murmured to himself, “Nan Tian Yan, how is it that I’ve never heard of such an illustrious doctor? Is it because I’ve been too engrossed in the military that I’m ignorant of this?”

…

Boom boom, the third horse arrived.

“… How is it?”

“… Divine Doctor Nan Tian Yan, at the age of 63, has traveled to the east, west, and south; his marvelous skills are better than those of a god.”

“Oh? That’s interesting; it seems he really is an esteemed doctor, otherwise why would he have such a powerful introduction.”

Without wasting much time, the fourth horse arrived.

“… He has saved countless lives, giving hope to thousands of households, and is known as the Living Bodhisattva in the southeastern region…”

“Great! The Great Marshal is saved…”

The General exclaimed cheerfully, then started cursing, “This bastard, Lv Yun Cheng, dare to be so slow! Doesn’t he know that the Great Marshal’s life is in danger? I’ll have him and his soldiers digging latrines once this is over!”

One of Lv Yun Cheng’s soldiers was still chattering, “The steward who accompanied him here is a renowned figure at the Heavenly Level. The legend says that he suffered from incurable injuries and was poisoned, yet was able to be saved by Doctor Nan’s extraordinary skills. Since then, he has devotedly followed the doctor around the world, aiding those in need…”

“Good, good, good!”

The General looked ecstatic: “Such a divine Doctor is indeed excellent! Very good! He is probably not much inferior to Elder Kong Gaohan.”

“This divine doctor is loyal and righteous, serves the country and the people, has a gallant spirit and a gentle heart, is a genius of his generation…”

It must be said, Lv Yun Cheng’s soldiers were every bit like their leader – besides being simpleminded, they were diligent in remembering and conveying everything that was reported to them without missing a single detail.

To put it nicely, they are innocent and naive.

Put bluntly, they believe anything they’re told… yet they’re still innocent and naive!

Amid a continuous stream of flattery.

Boom, boom, boom…

The horses finally arrived. From a distance, you could see Lv Yun Cheng’s excited expression on his face as he rode like mad. The excitement of having ‘unwavering determination until the goal is reached’ reflected in his eyes. As he approached the entrance gate, he shouted, “Make way! Make way! Delaying the Marshal’s treatment; can you all bear the consequences?”

The general waiting at the entrance gate couldn’t help turning pale with anger, but he still waved his hand for all the people in front of the entrance to clear the path.

After all, the Marshal’s condition could not be delayed, even a moment earlier is valuable!

All at once, the cavalry rushed in like a flood.

“That damn Lv Yun Cheng actually dares to show off in front of me! Just you wait, once the Marshal recovers, if I don’t have you clean toilets for a month, I’ll write my name backwards!”

Through the journey, Feng Yin observed the strict discipline of the Western army.

Throughout the journey, hardly anyone spoke; even the galloping horses moved in unison, their breaths harmonized.

But underneath this chillingly strict discipline, Feng Yin came to understand yet another fact.

That was, the rigidity, the indescribable rigidity.

It was a thorough obedience, an extreme blind obedience. While initially such compliance would strike awe in anyone, the overbearing impression of its rigidity would inevitably leave a mark in one’s heart, making it hard to be eradicated.

All these were clearly related to their commander-in-chief.

Looking back at Lv Yun Cheng, who had been swept up in Zhuang Weiran’s tales to the point of nearly being fully convinced, Feng Yin felt as if he had understood everything.

Perhaps only such a leader could command soldiers of this caliber.

They, have grown accustomed to not thinking!

And only such an army could become an actual war machine on the battlefield.

“Every person has their own way of leading their troops, just as every magician has their own tricks, it’s all essentially the same.”

Thinking about Wu Tiejun’s method of leading his troops – close as siblings, lively as a family, solid as iron – Feng Yin couldn’t help but sigh.

After all, not everyone could be Wu Tiejun.

Just like how there’s only one invincible general – Wu Tiejun!

If Lv Yun Cheng tried forcibly to change himself, he would probably end up like a dog trying to imitate a tiger, distorted and unrecognizable.

Lost in his thoughts, he found himself within the military camp.

He saw two lines of soldiers formed inside the camp, ready to welcome him. Looking at the traps laid out on the side, prepared for possible ambushes, Feng Yin realized why the Yan Army hadn’t launched a sneak attack when Marshal Ma was severely injured.

Glancing at the trap-filled pit dug for thousands of horses; Lv Yun Cheng bragged: “The Great Marchal set this up before he fell unconscious. Not just here, but also at the front line, we deployed fifty thousand men to dig a massive pit for an entire day and night. That pit is filled with all kinds of traps. Here we didn’t put poison, to avoid hurting our own soldiers.”

“Before losing consciousness, the marshal ordered that no one should initiate an attack. We should only defend, and anyone who disobeys would be seen as a traitor!”

Feng Yin couldn’t help but admire Marshal Ma, deeply impressed by his foresight.

This marshal was truly far-sighted.

Knowing that once he was injured, the Yan army would make their move, and no one in his camp would be able to stop them, he had ordered the soldiers to hold their positions ahead of time – a desperate yet effective tactic.

First, put yourself in an unbeatable position.

I might lose, but you surely won’t win either!

If you want to attack us, you’ll have to sacrifice tens of thousands of soldiers before you reach our camp!

And inside our camp, we have soldiers waiting, and many more traps laid out. Come, walk into the trap!

Even if I can’t command the troops, the chances of you obtaining a magnificent victory are still nil, at best, a pyrrhic victory!

Even against such an army, no matter how divine the enemy soldiers are, it would be like a dog trying to bite a porcupine – there’s no place to bite without getting hurt first!

In the novels, they often talk about wise generals leaving strategies even after their death, manipulating people; Marshal Ma’s last moment’s strategy before losing consciousness was no less intense, even surpassing them!

But to launch an assassination attempt, the enemy will have to expend countless manpower, material resources, and energy!

So far, none of them have managed to kill a single leading general of the enemy. Could there be something fishy about this?

Feng Yin had a feeling that things weren’t as simple as they seemed.

The enemy may be playing a big game, with other plans in mind, targeting not just Marshal Ma, or the Western Army, they might have other intentions!

But to say that the enemy set this up to lure him, Doctor Feng…

Feng Yin felt that it was a bit too much to consider himself so important. He wasn’t yet qualified for such recognition, was he?

So what could the reason be?

Filled with questions, he entered the command tent. At a glance, every step he took was heavily guarded, the security was alarmingly strict.

Then they arrived at a large hall.

In the hall, twenty-four black-clothed soldiers were arranged, twelve sitting and twelve standing, their eyes sharp as a bird of prey.

Upon Feng Yin’s arrival, the twenty-four soldiers turned their heads simultaneously and focused their attention on Feng Yin.

In a flash, Feng Yin felt a sting on his face, as if he were hit by forty-eight arrows at the same time.

Such aura, even Zhuang Weiran and his wife, who had entered with him, felt an inexplicable tremendous pressure, even sensing danger for their lives!

They could clearly judge that while these twenty-four soldiers were weaker than them individually, if these soldiers joined forces, they wouldn’t even stand a chance to survive, they would be annihilated, with absolutely no room for resistance!

This kind of battle power scared people.

In the center of this wooden hall, there were also four elderly men in white clothes.

Two of them, judging by their robes, seemed to be from the Heavenly Clothes White Clothing Division, while the other two seemed to be compassionate and frail, likely famous physicians invited by the Western Army.

“The divine doctor has arrived!”

It was Lv Yun Cheng, calling out with excited exclamation.

Upon hearing this, the four white-clad physicians turned their bright eyes towards him. They all looked exhausted, with red eyes, but hearing the words ‘divine doctor’, they couldn’t help but straighten their clothes.

Only a fellow medical practitioner would understand the weight of the title ‘divine doctor’.

So instinctively, they put on their most respectful demeanor.

At the sight of Feng Yin, they instantly felt overawed. Although they did not know his origin, his appearance alone was more divine than any ‘divine doctor’.

His eyebrows were white, his complexion was youthful, his brows slightly wrinkled, his beard wafting in the air, his eyes clear, his physique upright, coupled with an aura of Taoist charm, he naturally carried a sense of transcendence that ‘did not belong to this world’.

Let alone two fierce warriors standing by his side, each on his left and right.

Zhuang Weiran and Hu Lengyue showed their true identities at this moment.

One was a brave and dominating hero; the other, an exquisite and beautiful woman that looked like a celestial being from the moon palace.

The three together made everyone else in the hall seem inferior.

If this isn’t a divine doctor, who else can claim to be one?

“May I ask for your name, sir?”

The physician from the Heavenly Clothes White Clothing Division thought it was Elder Kong who had arrived, but upon seeing Feng Yin, although he didn’t recognize him, Feng Yin was endorsed by the Heavenly Cloth division, which was, in itself, a form of validation. Furthermore, he looked even more like a divine doctor than Elder Kong, which made him more respectful and wary.

“I’m Nan Tianyan.”

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[Having to do nucleic acid testing again is so annoying.]