Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 590 What is this about?
Within the jade pendant, the light screen dimmed after Zhang Yuan slashed Yuwen Zhuo, then lit up again, once more displaying the scene of the army charging into battle.

Repeatedly.

The scene of beheading three grandmasters was so shocking that the three important ministers of Qin were momentarily at a loss.

After a long while, Zhou Chang, the Vice Minister of War, had a glint in his eyes, his pupils reflecting the afterimage of three hundred black-clad cavalrymen piercing through the blood river: "Look at the murderous aura of this army formation, it has even forced the fluorescence of the blood jade marrow into ice crystals..."

"On that day at the top of Yuncang City, Yuwen Jue's protective dragon aura was torn apart by this kind of military formation's baleful aura."

Military formation.

Ji Liang's Dragon Blood Pill hovered in mid-air as he watched the image of the Snow Cloud Sect youth kowtowing appear on the light screen.

"The Black Riders of the Black Ice Terrace are unparalleled in the world. Is Marquis Qingyang willing to train such war cavalry for the Eastern Territory?"

One sentence plunged the entire back room into a deathly silence.

Marquis Qingyang is the deputy commander of the Black Ice Guard.

The Black Ice Platform, neither civil nor military, belongs solely to His Majesty.

"How would you know if you haven't done it?" After a moment, Zhou Chang chuckled, walked to the long table, unfolded a scroll, picked up a brush, and said, "Since Marquis Qingyang has sent this jade pendant, he is being completely honest with me."

"We can't hide any means we have, lest Marquis Qingyang look down on us."

Previously, they were worried that Marquis Qingyang was too young and lacked the skills and strength to command troops effectively, and that he was not strong enough to secure the position of Deputy Commander of the Eastern Frontier Camp.

Now that Marquis Qingyang has displayed overwhelming combat power, along with the formidable Black Riders who slaughtered 10,000 with only 300 men, it is Marquis Xichang and his ilk who should consider whether they are qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Marquis Qingyang.

It wasn't until the midnight bell tolled from the corner tower outside the main tent that Zhou Chang finished outlining the hundred-mile-long camp in the book with a vermilion brush.

This continuous camp was vast, layered and interconnected, with a tight formation and an imposing defensive posture.

Nodding, the Duke of Ningguo whispered, "I have already ordered the Ministry of Works to allocate three thousand cartloads of Blood Jade Marrow—"

He paused heavily on the five characters "Trial of Broken Soul Gorge": "I just wonder if Marquis Qingyang's training methods can hone new soldiers into such fierce and wolves?"

"If all five million new soldiers possess such might, why worry about instability in the eastern border?"

Is it possible for all five million new soldiers to possess such combat power?

The three high-ranking officials of the Eastern Territory looked up, and the rain outside the tent seemed to overlap with the three hundred black riders on the light screen.

Within the light and shadow, the neighing of dragon-scaled horses seemed to echo, and the illusory image of three hundred black-clad riders, their armor gleaming coldly as they trampled through the rain, gradually dissipated.

"I really look forward to fighting alongside Marquis Qingyang..." Marquis Xichang Ji Liang said softly.

Jiujiang Prefecture.

The back hall of the prefectural governor's residence.

The purple bronze lion-shaped incense burner on the jade table emitted wisps of pine smoke.

The newly appointed governor of Jiujiang, Marquis Pingyun Xun Huo, held in his hand a jade token personally delivered by Han Qi, the Duke of Ningguo and commander of the Eastern Frontier Campaign. His knuckles were white, and the crisp sound of his black iron wrist guard hitting the paperweight startled the crows that were dozing under the eaves.

"The bandits of the thirty-eight strongholds have been wiped out, and the three Grandmasters have been beheaded..." He stroked the dragon pattern on the edge of the jade talisman, his gaze falling on the winding Jiuchuan River on the map. "Lord Qingyang, you really treated Broken Soul Gorge like your own backyard and plowed it all over!"

His eyes narrowed, and his fingers traced the waterway: "In this way, the Jiuchuan River trade route will be connected."

"Then there's the Yun Cang River. A single move here can have far-reaching consequences. What Marquis Qingyang is after is definitely not just to intimidate the Eastern Border..."

His expression shifted, but Xun Huo finally smiled.

"Outsiders are always misled by the image of the Marquis of Qingyang as a brute, but only a few of us are familiar with his past and can see his actions clearly."

“Young Master Tao, Princess Yu Ruo, Zhao Kuo, and Marquis Qingyang all have people plotting behind them. Everything he does is carefully planned and far-sighted.”

Xun Huo, Xiao Lou, and others had already recognized Zhang Yuan's extraordinary nature back in Zhengyang County; he was no ordinary person.

Zhang Yuan was good at hiding himself back then.

Now, the Marquis of Qingyang, who holds the high positions of Director of the Martial Defense Bureau and Deputy Commander of the Surveillance Bureau, is likely to act even more terrifyingly.

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Spring Mountain Grotto Heaven.

On the high seats, figures with ethereal forms have arrived.

This time, three more people gathered in the grotto: Zhang Hengqu, codenamed "Book Scroll," and Ji Yuntang, codenamed "Painting Scroll."

Another one is Li Cheng, the leader of the Changyun Gang, a major gang on the Yuncang River, whose code name is Bamboo Raft.

Li Cheng was already a Vajra Realm Grandmaster ten years ago, and he had a considerable reputation in the martial arts world of the Great Qin.

The Changyun Gang has hundreds of thousands of members and mainly engages in the canal transport business on the Yuncang River and surrounding waterways.

Of the 180 million grain transport workers in the Great Qin Dynasty, very few could have a master like the Changyun Gang overseeing them.

After all, gangs are not martial arts sects, they don't have that many traditions, and canal workers do manual labor, so they can't cultivate like sect disciples.

Six months ago, Li Cheng entered the Dragon Elephant Realm and made it onto the list of martial arts elites.

Having achieved mastery of his skills and reached the pinnacle of his career, Li Cheng's pursuits began to change.

Three months ago, he went to the capital and bought some treasures from the Yu Yuan Trading Company.

In fact, he went to the capital to make connections with powerful figures. However, he had a keen sense of things and noticed that Yu Yuan Trading Company controlled the official trade routes and was in charge of the capital's reconstruction business. He immediately realized that Yu Yuan Trading Company had extraordinary strength behind it.

He spent ten days at Yuyuan Trading Company, spending money like water, and received a scroll of Spring Mountain painting as a gift from the manager of the company.

The manager instructed that this picture must be kept private and not shown to others.

Li Cheng has always done this.

Until today, he finally sensed the call from within the painting and his soul entered it.

Sitting upright in his seat, Li Cheng looked at the code names around him with a hint of curiosity on his face.

Things like larks, white paper, white stones, and broken spears.

The name is strange and makes no sense.

Again, their faces were shrouded in mist, making it impossible to know their identities.

However, considering the strength behind Yu Yuan Trading Company, those who can participate in this gathering are probably not ordinary people.

High-ranking official?

Grandmaster?

Or perhaps, royalty?
Is this gathering for money, for power, or something else?

Countless questions fueled Li Cheng's growing anticipation.

"Gentlemen, today's discussion concerns matters in the Eastern Territory."

Zhang Yuan's voice rang out from the Black Tiger's seat.

Eastern Territory?

Li Cheng's heart stirred.

It is said that Marquis Qingyang is stirring up trouble in the eastern border, and the Great Qin has focused much of its attention on the eastern border.

Officials and merchants alike were all plotting, looking for opportunities in the Eastern Territory.

Li Cheng, who is in charge of the Jiangshang gang, has exceptionally good access to information.

Recently, there has been a significant increase in the number of ships traveling on the river heading east.

Could this gathering also be about discussing the opening of new business routes?
No wonder Li Cheng was qualified to join the game.

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of canal workers under his command, Li Cheng rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming.

Perhaps I can get a share of the benefits at today's gathering?

"In the Eastern Territory, Marquis Qingyang has slain three Grandmasters of Eastern Wei. Now, the Great Dao of Yongtian Continent has deviated, the Great Qin's national fortune has surged, and the struggle between the five kingdoms and three regions is becoming increasingly clear."

The sound of dust rising could be heard.

Li Cheng trembled and stood there stunned.

What is this talking about?
(End of this chapter)