Peace Order
Chapter 567 - 38: Qilin, Li Guanyi!

Chapter 567: Chapter 38: Qilin, Li Guanyi!

The Qilin Army’s flag unfurled as they began their movement, 13,500 men, the War Soldier Corps and the logistics units comprised a total of 270 basic operational units, scattering into the mountains, resembling mercury spilled on the ground. They traversed these treacherous mountains for a full eight months.

They were now familiar with the route, and the entire force moved at a speed that would terrify any third-line corps.

At the same time, the Reconnoitre Army was already out.

Silently swallowing up a few scattered scouts from Ying Country and Chen Country.

Approaching the mountain pass in a battle-ready formation, they were almost ready to emerge from the mountains, no more than thirty miles away from the border city held by the Murong Family in the Jiangnan Eighteen States.

For an army that mostly possessed Inner Qi and excelled in rapid assault formations, this was a distance where they could quickly deploy after moving at high speed. Li Guanyi opened the Commander’s Tent, ordering all units to rest for a moment and regain their energy.

During these eight months of rapid assault, those who had started to display their commanding abilities gradually made their way to the Commander’s Tent. Fan Qing stayed silent, looking at his fist. As the chief test subject of the Veterinary Team, the man in his thirties had finally made a breakthrough.

The Inner Qi Armor of the Third Layer Heaven was still thin, but it now belonged to the rank of a General.

He exhaled deeply, donning the armor, picked up a long-handled battle saber, clenched his fist, and walked solemnly away. Ling Pingyang wore a relaxed smile, his body clad in the heaviest armor in the entire Qilin Army, which did not hinder his steps.

Li Guanyi wore a dark-colored set of armor, but outside of it, he also had a battle robe. Murong Qiushui looked at the sixteen-year-old and said, "Are you going to wear the Iron Futu Armor?"

Li Guanyi looked at the Iron Cavalry General Armor placed inside the chest.

As one of the top three heavy cavalries in the world, the Iron Futu’s general armor provided stronger protection than the ordinary Central Plains general armor Li Guanyi wore, but he simply shook his head and naturally replied, "I am a Central Plains General."

"This is our first appearance to the world after disappearing for eight months."

"I cannot wear the armor of the grassland."

The youth smiled, his hair had grown long, hanging at his waist in a ponytail, arrogantly proud. Letting it down, it fell gently, his expression calm and the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye did little to diminish his determined and solemn aura.

He was no longer a mere Ranger.

No Ranger possessed such a bold and heroic spirit.

Murong Qiushui personally tied the young man’s black hair into a general’s topknot.

As she tied his hair, Murong Qiushui spoke softly:

"So Little Li is going to be a general too."

Li Guanyi said softly, "Actually, I still don’t understand. 7,000 warriors, 6,500 support troops, this level of military power, wasn’t it just last year that they were at the border of Chen Country, confronting General Yuwen’s 3,000 men."

"Now under my command are not just 1,800 men."

Murong Qiushui secured the young man’s topknot a bit more, saying, "Don’t worry."

"Actually, let me tell you, Little Li," Murong Qiushui said softly, looking at the martial young man in front of her, smiling gently, "Aunt always thinks that when I was in my teens, pretending to be an adult for such a long time, I guess you could try pretending to be a Great General."

"Perhaps in the end, it will come true."

The young man couldn’t help but laugh, saying, "That’s not how it is, Aunt."

"The army has finished marshaling, Aunt, it’s time for me to go."

Li Guanyi stood up; he now stood taller than Murong Qiushui.

With his right hand carrying his helmet, he wore a dark-colored Scale Armor Heavenly King Armor and tied an Exquisite Belt, a vivid red and fiery battle robe draped over him, he strode away. The valiant soldiers along the path saw the sixteen-year-old young general, yet they all bowed their heads in solemn respect.

Li Guanyi strode into the Commander’s Tent, where the atmosphere was intensely serious.

Li Guanyi glanced around and said in a deep voice, "Take your seats, gentlemen. For eight months, we’ve traversed this long distance, and before us lies the Jiangnan Eighteen States, our future home. The first border city we come upon is currently surrounded by Chen Country’s troops."

"How many people did the scouts report?"

Yuwen Tianxian’s gaze lifted slightly.

Fan Qing stood up and said in a deep voice, "Reporting to the General, the scouts reported a force of nearly ten thousand men."

"According to Miss Nangong’s assessment, it should be 8,000 warriors with logistic and civilian support adding up to over ten thousand, purporting to be thirty thousand strong, surrounding East Crossing City completely, planning to starve them out over a few months before slaughtering them."

"The art of war states, ’surround them with ten times their number,’ since they claim to have thirty thousand men, then inside East Crossing City, those capable of defending the city can’t exceed three thousand at most, many of which are militia, martial artists, and rangers from the Martial World."

"I’m afraid they won’t be able to hold out for long."

Yuwen Hua wasn’t sure why he was here.

He had some guesses in his heart but remained silent.

However, when these words came from this former bandit, he couldn’t help but look over. The Big man had broad shoulders, wearing dark mountain pattern armor, his unruly hair also tied into a general’s topknot, his brow serious and stern.

He didn’t seem like the leader of a band of common thugs.

Li Guanyi looked at the city and was silent for a moment, then stood up, looked around at his generals, and said, "Today, you all know what we have to do. It has been a full eight months since we’ve entered these woods, from the end of summer to the cusp of spring."