Chapter 635: Compassion Does Not Command an Army

Early the next morning, Fang Chongyong summoned all the military commanders and staff within Yangzhou City to the main hall of the prefectural office for a meeting to discuss dispatching troops to Jiangnan.

Crossing the river must be done; regardless of the plan, the war must not spread to the north bank of the Yangtze—this is a matter of principle.

But where to send the troops and how to act involves a lot of nuance.

"Is there anyone who wants to speak?"

Fang Chongyong looked around the crowd and found that no one was willing to be the first to step forward.

Daoist Wu, seeing my confusion, earnestly told me not to view the sky from the bottom of a well; what the eyes see is not necessarily true, fixed ways of thinking are also undesirable, and to watch his actions.

But if we cannot get out, wouldn't we be wasting several, even a dozen, years here for nothing?

If we speak of nobility, what difference is there between the two of them? In terms of strength, I am already at the nine‑stage Xuan Power, barely different from Fu Wanqing.

When Jing Jiuxing woke, Qu Liuzui was holding a pacifier to the baby for the others outside the tent; to keep it hidden the child was pressed against the chest, which from the side looked as if she were feeding.

I didn't expect the sect to actually give me a Foundation Pill; for Zhang Qinlai, this was indeed somewhat surprising.

When he said that, everyone fell silent at once. Wuxiu, having just taken a seat in the Orthodox Alliance, was pointed at with the remark that they would check whether he had any injuries—wasn't that stepping on his face?

In the ruins distribution zone where Great Wei is located, after the ruins were activated, a host of Heavenly Pride surged in excitedly.

Mo Yuno pursed his lips and said, "Qingqing, do you really have to carry this with you every day?" He couldn't imagine why a merchant would need to keep a firearm on hand at all times. As for Mo Qing, how many secrets are there that even he doesn't know?

From the Luo family's hostility to the current cooperation, Qu Liuzui can finally truly relax.

She looks like a living skeleton, short, as thin as a dried person, her facial skin hanging down like a Shar‑Pei.

Since Shen Er and Shirou are both members of the Archery Club, they have to rise early in the morning; although they are magicians, they still follow ordinary people's daily habits.

When his hand was only an inch away from Chen Yang's face, Chen Yang's right hand firmly grasped the hand Mu Wanqing had thrown.

"Good observation," Lin Yunxuan, the qigong master, praised Xiao Bailang, inhaled deeply, launched a Spirit Energy Cannon that blasted the wall directly ahead, and with a crack he charged inside.

As consciousness gradually cleared, I realized something wet was licking my head, face, neck, and hands.

Lying quietly on the grass, everyone felt a serene calm, gazing at the brilliant starry sky above, untainted, the spirit unusually bright, and the occasional night breeze felt very cool.

Thus, that morning, Xu Hai and Lin Wanyun appeared together on campus; though there was no intimate gesture, an invisible tension lingered, drawing many curious eyes.

"Lin Yaer, if you have the guts, come fight me upstairs! There are too many people here; I'm afraid I won't dare to go all out!" Xiao Fei dodged one of Lin Yaer's attacks and said.

Court affairs gradually returned to their former state; under Li Shimin's personal oversight, the crown prince's position gained basic security. Li Chenggan and Li Tai both left Chang'an, and the other princes remained on their fiefs, so there were no immediate factors that could threaten Li Zhi's throne, allowing Li Shimin to breathe a sigh of relief.

The surrounding classmates all seemed to be of Eastern ethnicity; of course, other classes included people of different skin tones. There were even different races; the two had actually seen beast‑ear people before, as well as beings with completely non‑human forms.

"That shows you like Xu Hai more and more, or rather, you've fallen in love with him. What do you plan to do next?" Hong Jie said.

"I know you're especially aware of the city's dark side and your ties with the Mu family are certainly unusual... Do you know what major events happened to the Mu family while I was away from the capital?" Yang Jun didn't answer directly, but asked instead.