Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 287 - 287 45 His name is Feng Yin

Chapter 287: Chapter 45: His name is Feng Yin! Chapter 287: Chapter 45: His name is Feng Yin! “The losses we have suffered this time have exceeded the total losses of Feiyi Hall over the past hundred years, Boss! And all from a single operation!”

“So much devastation, and we don’t even know why!”

Yao Jiuzui was emotionally charged, his eyes bloodshot.

“The strangest thing is, throughout this operation, everyone from top to bottom went in blindly. Even now, we still don’t know what we were fighting for, or what our objective was!”

“On the surface, we seemed to have led by the nose, assassinated their commander, blocked the mountains, and cut off their help… Out-strategizing them at every turn, making swift and decisive moves.”

“But as the situation has evolved…what was the point of our sacrifices? Why didn’t our army seize the opportunity to break through enemy lines? What exactly was the purpose of our forethought, our extensive planning?”

“I once thought that we made such sacrifices, at whatever cost, to create opportunities for our army. If we indeed took down the Great Qin’s Western Army, our sacrifices wouldn’t have been in vain. No words of resentment would have been muttered, and our brothers who perished would have done so in honor, smiling on their way to the netherworld. But in reality, our army remained inactive, leaving us to fight a bloody battle on the other side.”

The angrier Yao Jiuzui got as he spoke: “We claimed to have gained the upper hand, but the battleground was on Great Qin’s territory! Even when we initially caught them off guard, we failed to turn that advantage into a definitive victory. Instead, we ended up fighting it out in their base camp, against infinite reinforcements… What good could our manpower do? Excuse my boldness – whose brilliant strategy was this? Who devised this unprecedented battle tactic?”

“Was this truly a suicide mission? Were we sent to die?”

Yao Jiuzui said, “So many of our brothers fell in this inexplicable battle, and until now we don’t know what caused it all. Now, on behalf of the fallen brothers, I ask: why?”

Nursing the wound on his shoulder, he stood up straight, his gaze fixed on Zhan Yixiang’s back. “If this continues, blindly, how can our fallen brothers rest in peace? Even in death, they would be filled with resentment.”

“Or maybe… maybe our plans were nothing more than wishful thinking. There was no deeper strategic deployment. We rashly decided to assassinate their commander, launched a covert operation, but had no military support, no contingency plan. Our men fought to their deaths, oblivious to the enemy’s continuous reinforcements…”

“If they can’t give us a convincing reason, I absolutely won’t accept it.”

“It’s too cruel! It’s too cruel, boss!”

Zhan Yixiang sighed heavily, “Old Four, calm down.”

“Calm down? I can’t fucking calm down!”

Yao Jiuzui suddenly roared hysterically: “I’ll never forget the look in Bu Changkong’s eyes when he shattered half of my body with a single strike.”

“It was a look of confusion! He looked at me, puzzled, and asked me: ‘Did you come here just to die?'”

“I even suspect that the reason I’m still alive is because Bu Changkong had doubts. He feared there might be surprises on our end if he dealt a fatal blow… but what surprises did we have?”

“I hate it. Why didn’t Bu Changkong go all out and kill me outright? If I had died right then and there, then so many brothers wouldn’t have had to sacrifice themselves to protect me, dying one by one under Bu Changkong’s hand… Now, at this moment, as I’ve escaped back here, how could I not ask for them: did we embark on a suicide mission?”

His bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhan Yixiang, he asked word by word: “Did we embark on a suicide mission?”

Zhan Yixiang waved his hand, “Everyone, leave the room. Only the high priests and deputy hall masters stay.”

When the remaining people swiftly exited, Zhan Yixiang took a deep breath, “There is a reason for this, a deep one.”

“The importance of this reason justified the meticulous planning, the heavy price we had to pay with blood and lives.”

“Our side suffered heavy losses in this battle, and I’m stricken with grief. But it was all necessary. It allowed us to confirm something: Great Qin has a divine physician who can cure absolute poison!”

Zhan Yixiang said in a low voice: “Since the last time Miao Sensen failed miserably in Tiannan, we confirmed one thing. There is a divine physician in Tiannan who saved He Bibiqu. The quality of his medical skills is exceptional, surpassing even the First Divine Physician of Great Qin, Kong Gaohan.”

“At that time, Bai Yihwen, the Black Wing, explained this situation thoroughly, drawing the attention of the royal family and myself.”

“Initially, if it were only that, it wouldn’t have warranted our massive operation. After all, it was just a proficient healer. The influence it would have on us was far from significant… What could one healer do, even at his best? How many people could be saved?”

“So, although we paid attention to it at that time, we didn’t take it too seriously. But Bai Yihwen, to manage this situation, had sent out specialized spies.”

“But then… after the failure of our mutiny in Yuezhou, the spy that Bai Yihwen had specially deployed brought back one piece of news… The soldiers in Yuezhou of Great Qin, including those from Heavenly Clothes, had, exceptionally, no casualties or disabled men during several battles, with the exception of those who were killed instantly! Moreover, none of the wounded soldiers lost their martial roots!”

With that, Zhang Yixiang halted his narration.

However, everyone present took in a collective deep breath, as if the air in the secret chamber had grown heavy and oppressive.

Zhang Yixiang did not explain the profound implications of his words.

But everyone in the room understood the meaning.

For a single battle, given the difference in combat power and strategic layout, the injured soldiers of the leading side not ending up dead or disabled would not be unexpected. But for an entire war… no injured soldiers ending up dead or disabled is something everyone throughout history has deemed unimaginable!

A healer who can ensure that no soldier in a war involving tens of thousands of people dies, or is disabled, or has their martial roots damaged, could be rightfully called a strategic weapon!

“How is this possible?”

A servant blurted out.

“I know you don’t believe it, I didn’t believe it either when I first heard. Anyone with a clear understanding of the battlefield’s harsh reality, or those who have a grasp on medical knowledge and cultivation practice, would not believe this information.”

“However, this is the intelligence carried back at the cost of our comrades’ lives. We must not blindly deny it, we need to verify it!”

“That is why we set up this plan, a plan that seems absurd.”

Zhan Yixiang said.

“But the reasoning is still not sufficient.”

Yao Jiuzui replied.

“Indeed, it isn’t.”

Zhan Yixiang responded calmly, “The reason we’ve been trying so hard to find this divine physician is not without other motives; Moreover… even just for that one motive alone, everything we’ve lost would be worthwhile.”

“As for the specific reason, I can only tell you that it exists, but I cannot divulge the details.”

Zhan Yixiang patted Yao Jiuzui’s shoulder, spoke in a low voice, “Xiao Jiuzui, from ancient times up to now, even the blood of a common ruffian… not a drop is shed in vain, let alone our brotherhood maintained over such a long time?”

“I have told you the superficial reasons, but there are also deeper ones. However, before we catch that divine physician… The more people who knows the truth, the more lives we would lose, the more comrades we would sacrifice. We may even all die without accomplishing our mission!”

“So… Brother.”

Zhan Yixiang sighed softly, “You better recuperate and heal your wounds, tomorrow, together with me, send our brothers’ remains back home. In the future, for the families of these brothers who have fallen, they are granted a pardon for one rebellion and three serious crimes; their children will be taken care of by the Feiyi Hall; as for their parents, wives and children, as long as the Great Yan survives, we will ensure that they are well-off and safe! Anyone who dares to insult them will be charged with the crime of rebellion, resulting in the execution of their entire clan!”

“Don’t hold it against me. You have to survive so you can accompany me in protecting our brothers’ families, so they can rest in peace in the spirit world.”

Yao Jiuzui’s eyes reddened, he nodded and muttered, “Yes, boss!”

“I misunderstood you.”

“It doesn’t matter…”

Zhan Yixiang gave a bitter smile, “You’re absolutely right. Anyone would harbor resentment when such things happen. Those who died were my brothers as well, and I also want to let out my anger.”

“But we can’t.”

“Blame our luck… for being born into this chaotic era, encountering this troubled land.”

Everyone gave a soft sigh.

After a long while, Yao Jiuzui asked, “What is the name of that Divine Physician? We will continue to capture him right?”

“Indeed, we must capture him and bring him back to Great Yan. We will never stop!”

“Who is he? As long as we capture him, wouldn’t our mission be accomplished?”

“Indeed!”

“Please enlighten me, boss!”

There was a sparkling light in Zhan Yixiang’s eyes, he said word by word, “In the Western Army, he goes by the name Nan Tianyan, fooling many people. I estimate everyone in the Western Army truly believes that he is Nan Tianyan, a supreme divine physician who moves around in alien lands.”

“But Bai Yihwen unhesitatingly asserted that he must be the young divine physician from the Jianghu Town who has cured He Bibiqu.”

“His name, is Feng Yin!”

“This is beyond any doubt!”

“Feng Yin?!”

“That’s right, no matter how he changes his identity, be it Doctor Feng or Divine Physician Nan, his true identity remains as Feng Yin, the young physician from the Good Heart Medical Hall in Jianghu Town!”

Zhan Yixiang stated, word by word, “This is without any doubt, it’s absolute.”

A feeling of absurdity crept into Yao Jiuzui’s heart.

He murmured, “A young divine physician? Young?”