CHAPTER 511: CHAPTER 434 WHY DID I GET SICK?_3

"Oh?"

Song Yu raised an eyebrow slightly: "What military intelligence do you have? Let me hear it."

Mu Xian, although a bit impatient, couldn’t just turn around and leave at this moment. He could only bear his temper and said in a deep voice, "The scouts in the front reported back that Xue Xian is leading tens of thousands of troops and is building pontoons to prepare to cross the river. The target should be Fufeng again."

Upon hearing this, Song Yu’s eyes immediately lit up.

The several deputy generals around him also showed eager expressions and said one after another, "It couldn’t come at a better time!"

"Lord Song, this time, we mustn’t let them escape again."

"Yesterday’s battle ended halfway and was simply a disgrace to our army. Lord Song, you cannot let Xue Xian think that Fufeng is just a clay statue of a city!"

As he listened to these people speaking recklessly and without understanding the situation, Mu Xian, although not wanting to pay attention to them, couldn’t help but say in a deep voice, "Yesterday in the assembly hall, the Great General made it very clear. Yesterday’s battle was just to rebuild the confidence of the Fufeng Soldiers and civilians. However, Xue Xian commands 300,000 troops, with great momentum. It’s unwise to confront them head-on again. Our best strategy is to hold the city firmly, wear them down—"

Before he could finish, Song Yu had already waved a hand to interrupt him.

Song Yu cast a sidelong cold glance at him and said coldly, "Indeed, a useless general can only lead useless soldiers."

Mu Xian’s brows furrowed tightly: "What did you say!?"

And as soon as he finished speaking, several other deputy generals beside Song Yu rushed up to surround him, each looking fierce and menacing, saying viciously, "What did you say?"

"How dare you speak to Lord Song like that?!"

"Lord Song is the Marching Commander, what are you?!"

...

The two hands hanging beside Mu Xian’s sides had already clenched into tight fists, with veins bulging on the backs of his hands, almost unable to resist striking. But looking at Song Yu in front of him, with his arms crossed and coldly sneering at him, he bit his teeth and finally held back.

After all, he was just a Deputy General.

And this Marching Commander was an official appointed by the court. If he got into a conflict with him, it would be violating military orders in the army. Not only would he be punished, but even his superior, Yu Wenye, would be implicated.

He let out a heavy sigh, then said, "Gentlemen, excuse me, I must report this matter to the Great General immediately!"

With that, he was about to walk past the several people beside him.

But as soon as he lifted his foot, he heard Song Yu say coldly, "Open the city gates and immediately dispatch 30,000 troops to follow me into battle!"

"...!?"

Hearing these words, Mu Xian hurriedly stopped and turned to look at him: "Lord Song, this—absolutely not!"

Song Yu said coldly, "Not? I am the Marching Commander appointed by the court with the same authority and responsibility as your Great General to deploy troops. How is it that your Great General was allowed to fight recklessly at the city gates yesterday only to end in vain, but I am not allowed to deploy troops and kill the enemy?"

"..."

"Are you guys the troops of the court or the spies of Longxi?"

Unexpectedly, he could twist the truth so much, Mu Xian’s clenched hand tightened further, but he still held his temper, gritted his teeth, and said, "Lord Song, Grand Steward, you indeed have the authority to lead troops into battle, but yesterday the Great General already made arrangements. He wants us to—"

"Shut up!"

Song Yu suddenly showed a fierce expression and said viciously, "I don’t want to hear your nonsense now, nor do I want to hear what Yu Wenye arranged. For ages, wars were won by fighting, not by dragging. If he is incompetent, let him stay in the official office, stay in his wife’s arms being a coward. I, however, am going out to fight the enemy and make achievements for the court!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, "Beat the drum, go to battle!"

Those deputy generals under him had long been eager to act. At this time, hearing his command, they immediately mounted their horses, leading the city troops to begin gathering and forming ranks, while on the city tower, having received his orders, they started to beat the drums.

Immediately, the rumbling drum sounds resounded from the city tower, and the tall city gates, after letting out a long and hoarse creak, were completely opened.

Song Yu mounted his horse, his eyes red with excitement, and waved his hand boldly to the soldiers assembled behind him.

"March out!"