Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 1049 - 651: The Morale of the Troops_3

Chapter 1049: Chapter 651: The Morale of the Troops_3

Li Junwu cast her gaze across the soldiers around her.

In the silence, the soldiers looked back at her with curiosity, confusion, mockery, and... a scarce amount of respect.

Beneath the armor, her fist tightened slightly. Li Junwu glanced at the somewhat flustered Li Wu and spoke in a measured tone:

"I paused only to tell you that, since the inception of the Zhenxi Army, there has never been an act of reconciliation.

"I merely wish to tell you that the purpose of those outside the city is indeed me, Li Junwu, but it is also the entire Zhenxi Prefecture and the central hub beneath our feet that is the Prefecture City. What they aim for is not just my life, Li Junwu’s life, but a Zhenxi Prefecture without an heir, riddled with chaos and disarray!"

With those words,

under the uncertain gaze of Li Wu, Li Junwu slowly turned her body and walked step by step toward the Martial Arts Stage. The veteran general surnamed Jin followed closely at her side, his blade drawn and ready.

And her voice spread gradually across the entire Drill Ground:

"I know that my absurd forgetfulness makes you all reluctant to trust me. I also know that, compared to me, you’d rather have someone like the Commandery Princess Wu Yuan as a leader. I know even better the disdain and mockery you harbor toward me. Thus, I will now give you a choice. If you believe in those talks of reconciliation, if you think this battle is doomed, I am willing to leave the city alone, to exchange my life for the safety of millions of commoners and for your survival!"

"Commandery Princess..."

Hearing this, the veteran general surnamed Jin wanted to say something but was immediately interrupted by Li Junwu, who raised her hand. Her voice, calm and cold, quietly cut through:

"As for the clause involving Xu Changtian, I have no authority to intervene. But I hope you do not harm him because if he perishes here, the reprisal from the Prime Minister might well be more terrifying than the six Saints outside."

"...." Low murmurs began to ripple out, and chaos subtly bred within the shadows of the Drill Ground.

Xu Yuan glanced at Tian Ye beside him, speaking softly:

"Time to clean things up. Those Confucian Scholars will definitely stir trouble with their parasitic techniques right now."

"Always ordering me around," Tian Ye replied with some dissatisfaction.

"They’re just low-level cultivators; it’s not difficult. Tianyan could handle it as well."

"Tsk tsk."

Tian Ye clicked his tongue twice, his radiant golden eyes sweeping toward the crowd in the military formation. He softly spat a single word:

"Silence."

"...."

The shadow-born chaos came to an abrupt halt, and the Drill Ground fell silent.

By this time, Li Junwu had already walked steadily onto the Martial Arts Stage. Gripping the hilt of her blade at her waist, she faced the tens of thousands of gazes fixed upon her from below:

"I understand that much of your silence now stems from loyalty to my father, apprehension about my status, and fear of defying authority. But since no one speaks up, there remains only one path for all of you—to trust me."

With those words,

veiled within the shadows, Xu Yuan observed the stage where that woman’s slender eyes, often laced with humor, now brimmed with resolute determination. Her voice remained cold and gravelly:

"The six Saints besiege the city, rumors abound, and at this moment those exalted Saints are watching us crumble from within with mocking eyes outside the city walls.

"Thus now,

"whether or not you are afraid, we have no choice left. Before this war ends, many in this Drill Ground will fall. But if we retreat, the Zhenxi Prefecture City built with the blood of ancestors and fathers, alongside the Southern Desert Metropolitan Mansion erected upon piles of corpses, will all be destroyed because of the cowardice and fear of their descendants!"

"Form your military formations, adhere to orders. I promise you this:

"Before the formations break,

"before I collapse from exhaustion..."

In the soundless void,

cultivation techniques activated, resonated, and the military formation solidified.

"Swish——"

A dazzling, icy brilliance tore across the Sky Dome.

Li Junwu unsheathed the long blade at her waist, its sharp cry slicing through the Drill Ground, rising with increasing intensity:

"Among the twenty thousand of you, not one shall fall before I