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"Relax, the matter of burning bridges is not something the Jin Family would do. If we can invite the one who forged this weapon, I will certainly establish a contract and provide generous rewards to ensure their well-being," Yan Qian said with a determined expression. At that moment, facing the enemy was no longer important to him. After all, if the army were equipped with such weapons, not only would the consumption of talismans decrease, but their combat power would also significantly increase, making it easy to face any adversary.
"Since you say so, I will draft a letter. Please have a reliable person deliver it; that individual will understand the situation upon receiving it," Mo Wen replied. With Yan Qian's assurance, Mo Wen felt confident that this matter could be accomplished. As for whether Yinzhou City could hold its ground, Mo Wen was not worried. Even if Yinzhou City were to be completely exhausted in defense, the Jin Family's years of management in Yinzhou would ensure they could maintain control over the area.
"Cheng Shi, you must handle this personally; do not delegate it to anyone else." After receiving the letter and address from Mo Wen, Yan Qian handed them over to Cheng Shi. What Yan Qian did not expect was that the method he had been searching for all these years was right within his territory. With this revelation, he felt a weight lift from his heart. Since Cheng Shi was going to Yinzhou, he would return quickly. As the lord of Yinzhou, he had his own channels; it would take only moments to travel from Yinzhou City to Moro City, and with the Jin Family's means, it would take just a day to get from Moro City to Kao Shu Village.
Cheng Shi disappeared with Mo Wen's letter into the side hall while Yan Qian chatted with Mo Wen for a long time. If it weren't for pressing military affairs, he would have loved to engage in a heart-to-heart conversation with Mo Wen. It seemed Mr. You Ran's words were indeed accurate; anyone who could resolve his son's inner turmoil must be an extraordinary person, and this young man before him truly was remarkable.
"What a bunch of beasts!" In the main hall, Yan Qian's eyes turned red as he slammed his palm on the table beside him, shattering it into pieces before spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
Yan Qian's collapse cast a shadow over the entire general's residence.
"Brother Jianren, what is happening?" Mo Wen had been invited to the residence arranged by the Jin Family and realized something was amiss upon arrival.
"Sigh, Brother He truly has foresight. My father received news from the front lines and is now furious and unwell; he is currently recuperating," Yin Jianren sighed deeply. Although Mo Wen had anticipated this outcome long ago, hearing Yin Jianren mention it still surprised him.
The two lost relay stations had turned into rivers of blood; all officials and soldiers stationed there had been slaughtered, their bodies piled together, creating a stench that filled the air. Shu Cang had even sent troops to guard against anyone burying the corpses. Bai Shan and Chi Huo relay stations were crucial front-line fortresses for Yinzhou; thus, they had more troops than other relay stations—each station housed thirty thousand soldiers, totaling sixty thousand. In contrast, Yinzhou City itself only had one hundred thousand troops stationed there, highlighting how much importance the Jin Family placed on these two relay stations.
Additionally, the treasury had been completely looted; small factions and local businesses affiliated with Lian Yun were also not spared from being robbed. Fortunately, Shu Cang's army did not resort to sacking cities; perhaps that could be considered a silver lining amidst bad news. As for more information, Yin Jianren did not know.
"Brother He, what do you think we should do about this situation?" Yin Jianren looked at Mo Wen, hoping he could provide a reliable answer.
"Brother Jianren, please remain calm. Your esteemed father must already have a plan in mind; we should wait," Mo Wen replied as he stood outside the door. Since Yan Qian had summoned him here, waiting seemed prudent.
" young master He, my master requests your presence!" Within less than an incense stick's time, a servant came out to invite Mo Wen in.
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