Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 249 - 249 23 Ever-sober After Thousands of

Chapter 249: Chapter 23 Ever-sober After Thousands of Cups【Extra additions 8.9 for the downfall of the Silver Alliance’s Ashes】 Chapter 249: Chapter 23 Ever-sober After Thousands of Cups【Extra additions 8.9 for the downfall of the Silver Alliance’s Ashes】 Everyone: “…”

Comfortable? We’ve just woken you up and you’re already comfortable? How miraculous is this? If we didn’t know better, we’d think you just had a great massage before sleeping…

“What exactly happened?”

Marshal Ma furrows his brows, thinking hard. Finally, he remembers, his face turns grave: “Wasn’t I attacked? I remember being poisoned, how am I now… What exactly happened?”

Everyone: “…”

“Have you all gone dumb? Tongue-tied? Staring blankly with mouths wide open?”

Marshal Ma is quite pissed off. Turning around, he notices a stranger sitting by his brother’s bed, snapping the latter’s jaw shut with his hand.

Then follows the quick pricking of silver needles, one after another…

Followed by placing a hand on his pulse, silent and unmoving.

Ma Daocheng suddenly realises, so, a miracle doctor has arrived. Apparently, this miracle doctor just cured him, and is now treating his brother Ma Daogong.

“How is Ah Gong?”

True brotherly affection shows itself, as Marshal Ma hastily inquires.

In answer to him, comes a sound of retching…

A mouthful of black blood from Ma Daogong nearly sprays onto his brother’s face.

“It truly is a divine method, it’s a success! It’s a success again! Ahh!!”

The doctor from the White Clothes Division is jigging about, his voice had even changed in pitch.

Ma Daocheng gasps, looking at his brother, face covered in blood from his seven orifices, he too touches his face, similarly marked, and asks in shock: “This miracle doctor is…?”

…

A moment later,

The entire Western Army camp, from top to bottom, was brimming with joy.

Ma Daocheng and Ma Daogong exercised their internal energy thrice, confirming perfect recovery. Their faces rosy and spirits refreshed, not a hint of sickness left, they even felt much better than before they were wounded.

In Ma Daogong’s words: “I feel like I, by myself, could charge into the Yan Army and fight a path there and back again!”

This statement displeased Ma Daocheng as the eldest brother and he immediately scolded: “It’s not the strategy of a commander to be recklessly brave!”

Ma Daogong: “…”

“I was just a little excited, not really going to do it.”

Ma Daocheng expresses his frustration: “This is why I haven’t sent you out to lead the army alone all these years! It’s due to your impulsive temper! If you don’t change this, you won’t be fit for big responsibilities!”

Ma Daogong: “…”

“Was I just overlooked because of this reason? How many troops does Great Qin have altogether? Can we afford to have two Marshals from the Ma Family? You old rascal hog all the privileges and leave nowhere for me, even keeping a knife, always at my heart.”

He can only say: “The eldest brother speaks reasonably, I’ve taken the lesson.”

Ma Daocheng nods his head approvingly, then issues an order to the entire army: “No more laughter! Definitely, no more joy! Everyone should act like before, serious, composed, ready to break into tears at any moment, like your fathers are about to die. Well…not like that, but you know what I mean…In a few days, we’re going to hang white flags and tell the world that I, your father, am indeed dead.”

All the generals contorted their faces. They don’t want to be happy anymore, they want to cry, they even want to die!

Originally we were genuinely happy, but you want us to act like our fathers are about to die, taking advantage of us scoffing at our own misfortune, even though we regard you as a father, as a brother…And also, that ‘I, your father, am really dead’, isn’t that clearly taking advantage of us?

In a nutshell, the generals’ quite conflicting, quite faulty mindset, really quite unpredictable!

In fact, it is still good for the generals here, there is still some self-restraint.

But the soldiers below are way more difficult to control. How do I act mournful when inside, I’m happy and joyful?

“It’s really hard, so hard…”

Every now and then…

“…Ah, I feel so terrible, my heart is tearing, my liver is aching… Hahahaha…”

“Hahaha…”

“I also feel like the sky is falling, wu-wu haha…”

“It’s unbearable…I need to have a drink to drown my sorrows…”

“…”

Generals are angrily ranting and waving their whips at this scenario.

“Is this how you ambush, you balls! Can’t you control your laughter, is it going to kill you?!”

“If this brat ruins the plans of the Marshal, see if the number of your heads is enough to pay!”

“And what about you, why is your shoulder shaking? You’re all bloody crying with laughter…Fuck, can’t you be a little less excited?”

“…”

After a while of discipline, even though there were still some who couldn’t help but laugh, overall, things settled down a lot.

…

Inside the big tent,

All the leaders of the Western Army gathered together, each with their faces full of smiles, constantly thanking and praising Nan Tianyan, the great doctor from the South. The compliments poured in, flooding like a tide.

Today was a great joyful day for the Western Army. The two Marshals, from being seriously injured and critical, fully recovered in no time. This huge miracle made everyone in the Western Army feel their backs straighten once again, confidence flooding back, completely back.

Initially always wary of the powerful Yan Army, now, in their hearts and eyes, it has become a bunch of lamb ready for slaughter.

Initially always worrying about when the enemy would charge over, now, all of them are raring to strike back.