Peace Order-Chapter 1492 - 1: Return of the Divine General, Time to Rally

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Chapter 1492: Chapter 1: Return of the Divine General, Time to Rally

All strategies, all plans, all major trends, hinge on one key point.

It is the return of Yue Pengwu.

With General Yue’s return, the entire situation in the Qilin Army’s Heavenly Strategy Mansion will improve.

Thus, everyone approached Li Guanyi, asking him to write such words in a letter to General Yue. However, Wen Lingjun still had some concerns, saying: "General Yue’s loyalty is beyond doubt, but my lord, how will you sway his heart?"

"How will you persuade General Yue to change his previous strategic choice and come to us?"

After contemplating for a long time, Li Guanyi said: "I have my ways."

Yue Pengwu perused the letter, understanding the grand trend, seeing the changes in the world, feeling much moved, and already wanting to go. Yet he also knew — coming here beyond the Northern Domain was because at that time, for Ying Country, Yue Pengwu’s survival was the best option.

Thus, allowing the forces led by Yue Pengwu to cross the frontier of Ying Country’s territory.

And now, everyone knows how crucial Yue Pengwu is to the Qilin Army.

Jiang Wanxiang and Jiang Su would not allow Yue Pengwu to lead the army to Jiangnan to join forces. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

However, if taking the route from the grasslands to the Western Regions and then by water to Jiangnan, one would have to face the Turkic Great Khan; this is also a change in the situation, for when Yue Qianfeng went to the Western Regions unimpeded back then, it was because the Turkic Great Khan knew Yue Qianfeng was going to help Li Guanyi against Chen Country and Ying Country.

But now, Li Guanyi had just defeated the Thirteenth Khan.

The Turkic Great Khan would also intercept them.

Besides, the journey is long, and not everyone could ride as wildly as Yue Qianfeng’s cavalry. Yue Pengwu, after all, is in his thirties, a mature commander; every move must consider many things, consider timing, and cannot act recklessly.

He had matured.

He was no longer the same as when he was under the command of Taiping Duke.

He planned to write a reply to Li Guanyi, stating that he needed to wait for the right opportunity to return. He needed to be steady and could not rely on momentary temperaments and boldness to take action. He had to seek a juncture to lead the army back.

Then, in his thirties and much matured through many experiences, Yue Pengwu saw the end of Li Guanyi’s letter.

Different from the previously steady handwriting discussing national affairs.

This shorter note, with more heated strokes, evidently showed Li Guanyi’s genuine emotional stirrings—

[General Yue, after three hundred years of chaos, our Central Plains submersed, nations divide, the people suffer, unable to find peace, and now, the four corners remain undecided, brothers watch the walls internally, alien tribes glare externally, though I am untalented, I am willing to use my body to mend the rift of the heavens]

[I wonder if General Yue is willing to assist and, together, set the shattered land and rivers in order]

[To let the millions upon millions of common people in this world stand up and not be humiliated]

[I am here waiting for the great general; when will you return, so that together, we can restore our country]

[Northern expedition, northern expedition!]

Afterward, there is an unfinished poem.

The first stanza is fine, the second remains somewhat discordant, but that fervent spirit and manly bravado burst forth from the heart, rising vigorously.

Anger makes my hair stand on end, by the railing, the pattering rain ceases. Raising my eyes, a long howl to the sky, my heroic spirit intense. Thirty deeds are dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

Do not waste time, white-haired in youth, only in vain sorrow.

The shame of those years, still never avenged. The hatred of the world, when will it disappear. Drive long vehicles, break through the enemy’s fortress gates. Heroic aspirations, feasting on barbarian flesh, jovial thirst quenching with Turkic blood. Await a new start to restore the land of old—

The second stanza, unfinished, incomplete, unachieved.

But that vigorous spirit was enough to be overwhelming.

Already in his thirties, much more composed, Yue Pengwu, who no longer considered himself as reckless and bold as before, remained silent for a long time, his gaze falling on those words [restore the land of old], then upon those four words above.

[Northern expedition, northern expedition!!!]

Many emotions and heroic sentiments, upon reading this information, this gathering, this world, had Yue Pengwu suppress the rising heroic spirit.

After a long while, within Yue Pengwu’s eyes.

A trace of flame uncontrollably ignited.

"Northern expedition!!!"