187: The final trump card

Meng Chen snorted, saying disdainfully, "I, Meng Chen, always keep my word. Those people are waiting outside the tent right now, and they can be called in at any time!"

"Haha, good! Marshal, I really didn't misjudge you. Hurry and invite those people in!"

The malevolence on Su Yiyao's body vanished, and she laughed heartily.

Soon, led by Meng Chen, six people, dressed differently but with extraordinary bearing, walked in.

The six stood before Su Yiyao and respectfully bowed to her.

"We pay our respects to Martial Saint!"

Before Su Yiyao could speak, someone had already recognized the identities of these six people and cried out in disbelief.

"Abbot Kongchan of Thousand Mile Temple, Mu Bei of Imperatorial Sect's Formless Sword, Shen Yang of Blade Qi Long River, Ouyang Jue the Mad Blade, Nameless the Sword Emperor, and even Mud Bodhisattva!!!"

"They actually all came!!!!"

Although the others did not immediately recognize the identities of these six people, upon hearing these resounding names, they all trembled as if struck by lightning.

"Are they the six most top-tier experts in our Great Gan Jianghu?!"

"Hahaha!! These are six Martial Dao Ninth Grade Great Grandmasters! With their help, it's hard to say who will win or lose tomorrow's battle!!"

"Meng Chen, you're truly something, to have invited all six of these experts!!"

Meng Chen smiled proudly.

"Hehe, there's more than just them!"

"Fifteen Martial Dao Eighth Grade Quasi Grandmasters, forty Martial Dao Seventh Grade experts, and hundreds of Fifth and Sixth Grade experts haven't come in yet!"

At this, everyone was stunned.

"Holy crap! You've recruited all the experts from the entire Great Gan Jianghu?!"

In the early days of its founding, Northern Barren's founding emperor swept through the Jianghu, leveling all sects within Northern Barren.

The advantage of this was that Northern Barren was incredibly peaceful, with everyone submitting to the imperial court, and no Jianghu individuals causing trouble everywhere.

However, the disadvantage was also obvious: over time, Northern Barren clearly had far fewer experts than Great Gan.

Even before the war with Northern Barren began, Su Yiyao had already anticipated this problem and, with great foresight, secretly dispatched two teams.

One was Yu Hongmiao, who died at Su Ming's hands, and the other was Meng Chen, who stood before her.

The two had clear divisions of labor: Yu Hongmiao was responsible for recruiting the heinous criminals from Evil Man Valley, while Meng Chen was responsible for recruiting the various experts within Great Gan.

However, more than a month had passed since the two left, and no news had been returned. Coupled with the recent continuous battles, everyone had long since forgotten about this matter.

No one expected Meng Chen to return with such incredibly good news just when everyone was on the verge of despair.

Su Yiyao did not stand on ceremony; she also stood up and cupped her hands in return.

"Thank you all for standing up for my Great Gan in its time of crisis. I, Su Yiyao, am endlessly grateful."

Abbot Kongchan, with his head adorned with incense scars and a solemn, dignified appearance, uttered a Buddhist chant and replied in a deep voice:

"Amitābha ~"

"Although we are Jianghu people and do not interfere with court affairs, we are still citizens of Great Gan, and we understand the principle of 'when the lips are gone, the teeth are cold.'"

"As long as Martial Saint gives the order, my six selves and our disciples are willing to brave fire and water for Great Gan, without hesitation!"

The other five also said in unison:

"We are willing to brave fire and water for Great Gan, without hesitation!"

In an instant, the eyes of the generals lit up, and the gloom on their faces vanished.

With the help of six Martial Dao Ninth Grade Great Grandmasters and countless other Jianghu experts, the chances of winning against Northern Barren increased by more than double.

Although these people were not as well-trained as soldiers, their individual strength was terrifying.

And even if these Jianghu individuals could not withstand Northern Barren's battle formations, as long as the six Great Grandmasters attacked simultaneously, not giving Su Ming a chance to use Saying Becomes Law or Sound/Music Art Reaching the Divine, and instantly killed him, what was there to fear?

With Su Ming dead, Great Gan would also gain six Martial Dao Ninth Grade experts. With this ebb and flow, even if the remaining Tuoba Man had boundless abilities, he would be isolated and unable to act alone, only to fall into the encirclement of Su Yiyao and the other experts.

As soon as Tuoba Man died, Northern Barren would be completely leaderless, and finally, it could only be completely annihilated by the Great Gan army.

The timely arrival of Great Gan's Jianghu experts was like a shot in the arm, allowing the despairing crowd to see hope again.

Now they finally understood that Martial Saint was not crazy; rather, she had long had a plan in her heart.

The generals now knelt before Su Yiyao with immense reverence.

"Marshal is wise! It was our short-sightedness. Please forgive us, Marshal!!"

Su Yiyao clasped her hands behind her back, once again displaying the composure and dominance befitting a commander of an army.

"Ignorance is no sin."

"Alright, you all go down and gather your respective soldiers. The future fate of my Great Gan rests on tomorrow!"

The news of countless Great Gan experts coming to support quickly spread throughout the army, thanks to Su Yiyao's deliberate dissemination.

The military camp, which had been low in morale a second ago, erupted in thunderous cheers the next second.

Everyone knew that Great Gan's two consecutive crushing defeats were the doing of that hateful Su Ming. As long as Su Ming died tomorrow, Northern Barren would be a tiger with its teeth pulled, at the mercy of Great Gan.

After arranging for the Great Gan experts who had come to support, Su Yiyao went alone to a tent.

Lifting the curtain and seeing her two sisters, who had become cripples, Su Yiyao's recently calmed mood once again surged with emotion.

At this moment, Su Yimiao had awakened. She tried to sit up, but without her hands and feet, her body simply would not obey her.

Tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes, and her formerly cold and aloof face now only held endless resentment.

"Big Sister!! You must avenge me!!!"

Su Yimiao pleaded mournfully to Su Yiyao.

"Abba~! Abba~!!!"

Su Yike also tried to speak, but without her tongue, she could only babble incessantly, her face also filled with resentment.

Su Yiyao held her two sisters tightly in her arms, pain and hatred intertwined.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, but she showed no sign of pain, as if only this could make her feel better.

"Third Sister, Fourth Sister, don't worry, I will definitely bring that beast before you!"

"I will return the harm he inflicted on you a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Third Sister, I will let you personally pull out his tongue. Fourth Sister, I will let you personally witness how I cut off his fingers one by one!!!"

"........"

Outside the tent, a sandstorm had risen at some unknown time, the wind howling furiously, like ten thousand spirits crying simultaneously, as if responding to Su Yiyao's venomous curse.

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