Chapter 217: First Volume, Chapter 217: Strategy of Disturbance

First Volume, Chapter 217: Strategy of Disturbance

Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, those who had just looked despondent suddenly perked up.

Qin Tianhu's eyes had just flickered with hope, but immediately dimmed again as he said grimly, "That makes sense, but… the North Di barbarians always act swiftly; since they've already employed the feint-and-strike tactic, their Raiding Cavalry must have already breached Beixi County…"

Qin Tianhu did not continue, but his meaning was crystal clear.

At this moment, Madam Qin has likely already fallen into the hands of the North Di.

The battlefield situation undergoes Rapid Changes in an instant.

The North Di clearly have no intention of giving Shedynasty time to strategize—they've thrown down a brutal challenge.

Do we rush straight to the Front Line, unprepared and hasty?

Or do we wait for the North Di to use Madam Qin as a hostage, force Qin Tianhu to withdraw, disrupt the entire plan, and greatly Delay the war?

While others were torn, Qin Feng's gaze grew even more resolute as he blurted out: "No debate—we must rescue Mother!"

At these words, Jing Qianying's gaze toward Qin Feng softened instantly.

Jing Qianying whispered, "I'll go with you."

But Qin Feng shook his head, already having devised a strategy: "Fourth Sister, you must stay in Jingzhong. I'll handle rescuing Mother myself—I'm heading back to Tianji Camp to mobilize the New Army and head to the Front Line."

Saying this, Qin Feng turned to his three sisters and said gravely, "While I'm gone, all affairs of Tianji Camp are under your full authority."

The three women nearly spoke in unison: "Go without worry."

Just as Qin Feng turned to leave, Qin Tianhu grabbed his arm, brow furrowed, eyes filled with concern: "Feng'er, have you thought this through? Saving your mother may be as hard as climbing to heaven, and once you head to the Front Line, you won't return for months—perhaps not until the war is settled."

Qin Feng, face solemn, suddenly grinned: "So it's the North Di? Let's crush them!"

No time to waste—Qin Feng rode back to Tianji Camp that very night.

Ning Hu and Xu Mo had already learned of Madam Qin's plight and had been waiting for him in the Cool Pavilion.

Before Qin Feng could speak, Ning Hu bowed and declared firmly: "Brother Qin, just say the word—we'll march to Biancheng right away!"

Xu Mo immediately voiced his support, eyes blazing with fury, teeth clenched: "Madam Qin is the Qin Family's sacred taboo—I never dared mention her before, but now that she's in peril, I have no more reservations! To be honest, when I was a child, I once begged her for sugar. Those damned North Di Barbarians dare lay hands on her? This feud is unforgivable!"

Hearing their words, Qin Feng's heart warmed.

He, Qin Feng, now had comrades!

Qin Feng pulled Ning Hu and Xu Mo close, wrapping his arms around their shoulders, took a deep breath, and said gravely: "Good brothers—I won't say more. From now on, the three of us share fortune, share hardship!"

The three men stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing at each other with sincere, burning intensity—words were unnecessary.

With such loyal support, Qin Feng wasted no time and began making arrangements.

After all, no one knew when he'd return from the North Di—he had to secure his own Back Courtyard first.

Soon, all key figures of Tianji Camp had gathered.

Qin Feng's gaze swept over them all, shedding his usual wastrel demeanor entirely as he bowed deeply and said seriously: "I assume you've all heard what happened to the Qin Family. We're all family—I won't beat around the bush. This mission to Biancheng isn't about national vengeance or grand righteousness, nor is it about loyalty or righteousness! My mother and Third Sister have been captured by the North Di—I'm going to rescue them, and while I'm at it, I'll smash the North Di's dog heads. That's it—simple as that."

Everyone present knew Qin Feng's pragmatic, no-nonsense nature inside and out.

For him to say this, no one was the least bit surprised.

At that moment, a voice suddenly shouted from the crowd: "Young Master Qin, just tell us what to do next!"

Qin Feng looked up and saw the speaker was a stranger—a mere craftsman.

Qin Feng was puzzled and asked Lu Ming: "Who is this man?"

Lu Ming, equally startled that his own man had interrupted such a solemn moment, looked embarrassed and explained: "Young Master, his name is Wang Mo. He was hired from the local area during Tianji Camp's initial construction—he's skilled in forging iron."

Qin Feng softly "oh'd," but grew even more puzzled—how could a newly hired craftsman be so fiercely devoted? One might think it was his own mother who'd been captured.

As Qin Feng wondered, Wang Mo shouted again, undeterred: "If you can rescue Madam Qin, I'll work for free for months—I'll offer my humble strength to the Qin Family!"

That was spot-on!

Qin Feng grew even more interested and smiled warmly: "You've only been here a few days—why are you so willing to serve the Qin Family?"

Wang Mo lifted his head, brash and unrefined, yet pride shone in his brow: "Who in all of Jingdu doesn't know Young Master Qin's name? You treat Noble Youth like icy winter, but Common People like warm spring! With you here, us common folk finally have hope."

"When I heard you were hiring, I packed my things and came without hesitation. I've only worked a few days, but the labor cost and treatment here—throughout all of Shedynasty, you won't find a second place like it. Working for Young Master Qin is my honor!"

"Whoever dares harm the Qin Family is smashing my livelihood and extinguishing my hope—I'll fight to the death!"

Inspired by Wang Mo, many craftsmen in the crowd began shouting too.

An elderly craftsman, over fifty, his face flushed with emotion: "He's right! I used to work for wealthy households—called a craftsman, but treated like livestock: called when needed, kicked out when done, beaten if I made a mistake. Now, in Tianji Camp, I've finally lived like a human being."

A teenage apprentice beside him clenched his fists and shouted: "All these noble figures in Tianji Camp—they shake Jingdu with a single step! Yet they treat us commoners with kindness. We're nothing—but they treat us this way because of you, Young Master Qin! When I told my father I was working at Tianji Camp, he, who spent his whole life as a nobody, finally held his head high—he tells everyone now: I'm Young Master Qin's man!"

Even Qin Feng, and the three women standing beside him—Liu Hongyan, Shen Qingci, and Jing Qianying—could not hide their pride.

Liu Hongyan whispered to Shen Qingci beside her: "Elder Sister, who would've thought our infamous little brother has such a stellar reputation among the Folk? The Common People actually take pride in the Qin Family."

Shen Qingci was equally astonished—had she not seen it with her own eyes, she never would've believed that once-reviled little brother was so beloved by the people.

As the saying goes: when one man ascends, even his dogs rise with him.

As Qin Feng's sister, Shen Qingci naturally shared in the glory.

Now, looking at Qin Feng, he seemed less repulsive than before.

Shen Qingci bit her thin lips, nodded silently—but her gaze toward Qin Feng had undergone a complete transformation…