The Demon Lords

"Everything is under my control,"

although,

Lord Zheng still had no idea what exactly he was controlling.

But at this moment,

to take care of Master Mao’s feelings,

he couldn’t tell him:

You knelt to the wrong person!

How heartbreaking and humiliating that would be for this territorial official.

To maintain the official’s dignity, Lord Zheng ultimately chose to silently bear everything on his own.

Fortunately,

the current goal was very clear,

a rebellion had broken out in Ying Capital City,

so it must be suppressed.

"Master Mao, please enter the mansion and rest, and wait for me,"

"Yes, my lord,"

This time, Mao Mingcai appeared unusually obedient. He understood that with the internal chaos in Ying Capital City, a backbone was needed to quickly restore order. At this time, it was best for there to be only one voice in Ying Capital City.

The blind man came over to support Mao Mingcai, indicating that he should follow him inside.

However, the wild people king who had actually exposed the matter,

did not follow,

but continued to accompany Lord Zheng,

Once Lord Zheng mounted the Pixiu, the wild people king also slyly displaced a personal guard to mount the horse.

In fact, within the Snow Sea Pass, only a few people knew the identity of the wild people king, and these personal guards were unaware of it. But they often saw him playing chess with Mr. Bei, so they instinctively balanced the wild people king’s status. The personal guard who was displaced did not get angry and quietly retreated to the back.

As layers of military reports were continuously relayed, Lord Zheng also got into the state.

No matter what,

Lord Zheng had always learned warfare by Li Cheng’s side, was personally instructed by Lord Jingnan, had gone to battle so many times from south to north, and had witnessed it all on the front lines.

The incredible teaching combined with an abundance of frontline experience means that even if a pig were placed in Lord Zheng’s position, it could grunt out some armchair strategy.

Let alone, Lord Zheng is no pig.

Previously, for the sake of the bigger picture and to be prudent, he had always delayed seizing the opportunity himself. But now, with the situation at hand, he did not think it was difficult.

Throughout history, the most critical points for plotting a rebellion have always revolved around two things—troops and righteousness.

Troops come before righteousness.

Right now, the southern and northern camps outside Ying Capital City, initially bribed by the rebels, were completely controlled. With the southern and northern camps stabilized, despite the grand facade of the rebellion occurring inside Ying Capital City, it was just a brief frustration, unable to hurt nor last long.

As for righteousness, there was no need to think about it; it surely would be the former national leader, Situ Yu.

"Send the order, instruct the commander of the West Gate camp to immediately split into three parts, two parts to monitor the southern and northern camps, and the other to enter the city to assist in quelling the rebellion."

"Understood!"

"Gao Yi, immediately take a team to Prince Cheng’s residence and bring Situ Yu to the Governor’s Mansion for protection. If he refuses to come, tell him he will face the consequences!

And say that the words come from me!"

"Your subordinate obeys!"

"Everyone else, follow me to the armory!"

A large amount of military equipment is stored in the armory, and if the rebels were to break in, it could lead to a large loss of arms. Of course, the rebels could not swiftly arm themselves with many forces even with these weapons. The threat posed by untrained city folk wielding blades, spears, bows, and crossbows is not significant, but to prevent future troubles, it should be nipped in the bud in advance.

Next, Lord Zheng led the heavily armored guards straight towards the armory.

The fighting was still ongoing at the armory, as the soldiers originally guarding it were thrown into disarray due to Zhou Fangwu from the City Patrol Office suddenly leading his subordinates in a surprise attack. However, the design of the armory addressed this issue, so the remaining guards immediately began closing each heavy lock gate, successfully blocking Zhou Ren and his followers, awaiting the reinforcements that Gao Yi had dispatched immediately upon receiving the news. The battle at the armory was divided into two areas, one inside and one outside on the street.

Whether it was the three hundred personal guards led by Lord Zheng or the Jingnan Army moved in earlier, they were elites and seasoned veterans. Their excellence was not in the quality of their weapons or their individual bravery—

of course, they were not lacking in either;

but their true strength lay in their ability to maintain stability amidst the chaos of battle.

For instance, the Jingnan Army engaged with the rebels on the street, as the first reinforcements, did not choose to advance rashly when faced with Zhou Ren and various rebellious factions. Instead, they formed a tight formation, leveraging the relatively narrow street to retreat layer by layer. And whenever the rebels thought they could break through and prepared to charge into the armory, this force immediately pressed forward again, applying sustained pressure to thwart the rebels’ objectives.

The wild people king following Lord Zheng, upon witnessing this, couldn’t help but enviously lick his lips.

The strength of Yan indeed lay in this.

The quality of such troops was truly unmatched.

During the second battle at Wang River in the past, his wild people army had achieved significant captures in terms of military equipment, so they really weren’t lacking much. However, they still swiftly collapsed against the counter-charge by the Northern and Southern Armies personally led by Lord Jingnan.

It wasn’t that his troops weren’t brave, nor that the warriors of the sacred tribe were cowardly and afraid of death. In fact, before the war, the wild people king, in his most adept manner, had injected boundless energy through speeches and motivation.