Chapter 145: The National Preceptor's Goal

Beijiang Camp.

"What? Yuan Canghai has produced Divine Weapons over there?" Xiao Moting's sword-like brows arched, his handsome face tightening slightly, "What exactly does this mean?"

The scout who had returned from the Yannan Region was covered in wounds and bloodied.

Supported by a Military Doctor, he reported back weakly.

"Reporting to Prince... within the Yuan Family Army, a force has suddenly appeared; it is said they are impervious to blades and spears, and fear neither water nor fire..."

"This army is called the Tiansheng Army. They are soldiers trained by the National Preceptor. With only five thousand troops, they wiped out a full eighty thousand rioting rebels. It is said they have the protection of heavenly gods."

"The National Preceptor is currently selecting young, strong soldiers from the Yuan Family Army, intending to forge them into one hundred thousand Divine Weapons."

A strange look flashed across Xiao Moting's handsome face.

"The Tiansheng Army, five thousand men defeated eighty thousand rioting rebels?"

This was simply inconceivable!

The Beijiang Army's ability to defeat a larger force with a smaller one, overcoming the barbarians and the Daye Army, relied on the equipment sent by Bai Wei and the military strategies he formulated based on military classics.

Yet the Yuan Family Army had no Goddess, nor did they have powerful equipment.

How did they defeat eighty thousand rioting rebels?

Could it be that there were also gods within the Yuan Family Army who could send them equipment?

Several officers also wore grave expressions.

The Beijiang Army's ability to reach the present day relied on the equipment sent by the Goddess and the Prince's strategies.

The Yuan Family Army's troops were twice as numerous as the Beijiang Army's, and they had the financial support of the Imperial Court, as well as the ability to mobilize the military strength of the entire Daliang; their conditions completely crushed the Beijiang Army.

If the Yuan Family Army obtained the same equipment and came to attack the Beijiang, the Beijiang Army would have almost no chance of victory.

Thump!

The scout's injuries were too severe; he collapsed to the ground and fainted.

These few scouts were all moles Xiao Moting had sent into the Yuan Family Army. They had originally infiltrated successfully, but he had not expected the National Preceptor to be so skilled in divination; a few days ago, the National Preceptor had purged the entire army and uncovered all the scouts he had sent to Yannan.

Only this one scout had escaped; the other secret agents had all been killed.

Xiao Moting's sword-like brows furrowed deeply.

The National Preceptor in Yannan was truly formidable; he could no longer send secret agents over there.

Going there would just be throwing their lives away.

But if the situation regarding the Tiansheng Army was not clarified, it would be a massive threat to the Beijiang.

At this moment, Wu Da stepped forward.

"Prince, a former colleague of mine is a cook in the Yuan Family Army. I can have him help inquire about news of the Tiansheng Army."

Xiao Moting narrowed his eyes.

"You have already defected to the Beijiang Army, while your colleague is still in the Yuan Family Army. Now that the two armies are at daggers drawn, how can you be sure he won't betray you?"

"He will not betray me." Wu Da swore solemnly, patting his chest, "I grew up with him; I know his character."

"And most importantly, my colleague's family of seven—with elderly parents above and a wife and four children below—is extremely impoverished."

"My colleague's family of seven is suffering from hunger and cold; I heard his whole family is nearly starving to death."

"I will take some grain and make a trip to his hometown to see if I can persuade him to help gather information."

Xiao Moting pondered for a moment.

"You are a defector from the Yuan Clan; if you return to Yannan and are caught, you will be beheaded as a public warning."

Wu Da laughed heartily, "Since ancient times, who has ever escaped death? Following the Prince to the Beijiang, I have had food and drink and regained my life; now it is my turn to give my life for the Beijiang! If I am caught and beheaded, it is nothing; after eighteen years, I will be a hero again anyway."

Xiao Moting's eyes showed appreciation, and he nodded.

"Someone, take ten bags of white rice, two bags of flour, and a crate of meat sausages from the storehouse... give them to Wu Da to take to Yannan."

After speaking, he looked straight at Wu Da, his gaze piercing.

"Although you are going to Yannan to gather information, you must prioritize safety. If the situation is not right, retreat immediately; preserving your life is the priority."

"Many thanks for the Prince's concern; this subordinate will take his leave."

Wu Da cupped his hands, turned, and walked out of the tent.

Watching Wu Da leave, Qin Zhan stepped forward.

"Prince, the National Preceptor training the Tiansheng Army is likely aimed at the Beijiang. Should we tell the Goddess about this?"

"Of course." Xiao Moting stood up and said in a deep voice, "I seized Yuan Canghai's mines and ignored the imperial edicts; he must harbor resentment. Now that the Imperial Court is weak and incompetent, I fear Yuan Canghai has long harbored treacherous intentions."

Qin Zhan was startled, "You mean, Yuan Canghai wants to rebel?"

Xiao Moting did not commit to an answer.

Others might not know, but he was clear.

According to the prophecy of Shennü Daren, Yuan Canghai would usurp the throne and rebel while he was at war with the Rakshasa Kingdom and the domestic military forces were depleted!

It was likely that Yuan Canghai was currently making preparations for his rebellion.

He walked to the wardrobe and told Bai Wei about this matter.

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Qingshan Village.

"An army impervious to blades and spears?" Bai Wei widened her eyes slightly, a look of astonishment flashing across her face.

Weren't these Divine Weapons that only appeared in myths and legends?

She had not expected them to appear in Daliang.

She could not sit still and paced back and forth in the room.

Xiao Moting was still investigating this matter, but regardless of whether it was true or false, such an army was too terrifying—impervious to blades and spears, and fearless of death!

Even if she sent over guns, it would be a complete waste of effort—because the Bullets simply couldn't kill the enemy!

This kind of thing... is practically like fantasy.

Bai Wei grabbed her phone; she wanted to ask Zhou Yuchuan.

Beep, beep...

The call connected.

From the receiver came Zhou Yuchuan's gentle and pleasant voice.

"Bai Wei, what do you need?"

Bai Wei had no time for pleasantries and spoke hurriedly.

"Professor Zhou, was there ever such an army in ancient times? The kind that fears neither death nor pain, and is impervious to blades and spears?"

Zhou Yuchuan gave a low, soft chuckle.

"How is that possible? As long as they are human, they are made of flesh and blood; it is impossible for them not to die."

"But what if such an army really existed? Like you said last time, Daliang had the Divine Shaman Clan, who could summon wind and rain and predict the future."

Zhou Yuchuan pondered.

"History has developed into the modern era, and thousands of years have passed; descendants can only catch a glimpse of the whole through a tube, understanding a very small portion of history by studying antiques and historical records."

"If such an army truly existed, it would likely be a very terrifying military force."

"However, the Divine Shaman Clan of Daliang was exterminated because they angered the emperor."

"I will go check the data excavated from the royal tomb and let you know if I find anything."

"Thank you, Professor Zhou."

Bai Wei hung up the phone, still feeling uneasy.

Xiao Moting had once told her that Daliang had the Divine Shaman Clan, and he even warned her not to make random oaths for fear that they would come true.

Zhou Yuchuan had also said that the data excavated from the royal tomb recorded the Divine Shaman Clan.

Could it be that the Divine Shaman used divine power to turn ordinary soldiers into heavenly soldiers and generals?

"The shaman predicted that in one year, foreign nations would attack Daliang and invade Huaxia."

"Xiao Moting led his troops to meet the enemy, but was backstabbed by Yuan Canghai, and then Daliang fell."

Bai Wei frowned, clearing her thoughts in her mind.

These thousands of tangled threads seemed to have a connection.

Suddenly!

Bai Wei held her breath, thinking as hard as she could, and muttered to herself.

"The shaman can predict the future, and the National Preceptor can also predict the future, so... so could the National Preceptor be from the Divine Shaman Clan?"

"The Divine Shaman Clan was exterminated by the emperor; could this National Preceptor... be a survivor?"

"He can predict the future, has always been working against Xiao Moting, and is inciting civil war... Oh no, the National Preceptor wants to destroy Daliang!"