I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 348 - 165: The 5th Counterattack! (Please Subscribe)_3

This is the second member of the Grand Void Sect who has died, apart from Sect Leader Pang Kuan.

But she did not die at the hands of demon followers of Bai Shen Sect or the Barbarians; instead, she met her tragic end by Chen Yuan’s blade.

"Senior Sister Ling?"

Although Hua Xianzi did not know why Xiao Xuanzhen mentioned Ling Yinrong, the thought of that senior sister also brought sorrow to her heart.

"She must be happy."

"Happy..."

Xiao Xuanzhen, noticing Hua Xianzi frowning, quickly chuckled and changed the topic.

"Let’s stop talking about it, let’s sleep."

"Mm..."

As they spoke, both of them closed their eyes, each lost in their own thoughts, and it was a long time before they fell asleep.

At this moment, there weren’t many people inside the General Mansion, but there weren’t few either.

Besides Chen Yi, Hua Xianzi, Xiao Xuanzhen, and Xie Changle - the four disciples of the Grand Void Sect - there were also Xie Dongan, Jiang Ye, and others.

Gongye Shou, the Heir to the King of the Southern Garrison, had gone to be with his birth mother, the leader of the Southern Barbarian Sect.

As a representative of the Barbarian Clan surrendering, she had to discuss thoroughly with Gongye Jiahong before she could leave.

Xu Sannian and Pang Longxiang were following Marquis Baihua, Marquis Annan to reorganize the affairs at the South-Garrison Pass.

The war had just ended, and there were a lot of matters to attend to both inside and outside the pass.

Especially the dead soldiers, not only did they need to gather their bodies, but they also had to tally those unaccounted for.

Of course, the belongings carried by the Barbarians also needed to be collected, to be stored as spoils of war in the treasury.

An hour later.

King Gongye Jiahong of the Southern Garrison led his troops to the inside of the pass. Hearing on the road that the crisis had been resolved, he first thought the messenger was joking.

But when he actually entered the South-Garrison Pass and saw the piled-up bodies of Barbarians, and the corpses of soldiers in the morgue, he burst into laughter and tears.

"Barbarians, damn your ancestors!"

The Barbarian Clan indeed suffered heavy casualties; nearly seven hundred thousand troops brought by the High Priest were almost annihilated.

But the five hundred thousand defending troops at the South-Garrison Pass also suffered more than half casualties.

If it were not for Chen Yi and others who arrived and dealt with the group of Barbarians and demons, the South-Garrison Pass would have completely fallen.

Even the stationed Wei Lieutenants Xu Hengjun and Pang Zongkang would have died.

"Prince, this battle is a great victory..."

"Damn your mother!"

Before the Deputy General behind him could offer words of comfort, Gongye Jiahong harshly scolded him.

"I told you to hasten the march, you dilly-dallied, nearly ruining everything!"

"If not for the son of Chen Taiping coming to the rescue, the entire South-Garrison Pass would have been strewn with corpses..."

After scolding for a quarter of an hour, Gongye Jiahong finally took a break, still angry, and said:

"Send a message to Kyoto Prefecture, report to the Holy Emperor about the great victory at the South-Garrison Pass, and say that the invading Barbarians have surrendered."

Upon hearing this, Pang Zongkang stepped forward and said, "Prince, don’t forget about Chen Yi."

Gongye Jiahong paused, thought for a moment, and then started cursing the colonels behind him again.

"Our generation of uncles and nephews not only has no achievements but also has to rely on a junior for rescue."

"Fortunately, Chen Yi comes from a Marquis lineage, strictly speaking, he is one of our own. Otherwise, if it were someone from Kyoto Academy or whatever An, you would have completely disgraced me!"

Pang Zongkang and Xu Hengjun exchanged glances, both revealing苦笑 wry smiles.

Although reporting Chen Yi’s rescue of the South-Garrison Pass was a fact, his identity was indeed special, no wonder the King of the Southern Garrison was angry.

But such great credit falling on Chen Yi alone... fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Thinking this, Pang Zongkang suggested, "Prince, why not let me go to Chen Yi for a discussion before reporting to the Holy Emperor?"

Gongye Jiahong glared at him, grunting, "What? You think your contribution is too small, so you want to snatch my talented nephew’s credit?"

"...Talented, nephew?"

Pang Zongkang blinked, confused.

Even with his broad experience and Confucian general demeanor, he could hardly understand the King of the Southern Garrison’s words.

Duke Wuan Chen Taiping was under Prince Zhenbei Du Qing’s command. Even though both were Marquis, they had no dealings with the lineage of the King of the Southern Garrison.

This "talented nephew" phrase was indeed obscure.

Gongye Jiahong snorted coldly and said, "Report the events of this battle as they happened; whoever deserves the credit should get it!"

Seeing everyone’s agreement, his expression softened a bit, and after contemplating for a long time, he added:

"Also, write a letter of apology on my behalf to be sent along."

The Deputy General acting as scribe: "Ah?"

Gongye Jiahong immediately became even angrier: "Ah your mother! Can’t you think a bit?"

"This invading force was the Barbarian Clan, the Southern Barbarian Sect!"

"Damn it, I can’t stand it anymore! Bring someone to drag him out and beat him... fifty... a hundred planks!"

With the Deputy General’s wails fading in the distance, Gongye Jiahong huffed and puffed as he made various arrangements before finally departing from above the city gate.

Pang Zongkang and Xu Hengjun exchanged another glance, both wryly smiling again.

"Lao Li also got caught in an undeserved disaster."

"No choice, this time the lady really brought trouble to the Prince."

"Sigh..."

Although the lead of the troops was the High Priest of the Southern Barbarian Sect, Ling Nuo, the sect leader, also bore some responsibility.

Even disregarding all that and focusing solely on her Barbarian bloodline, it could still likely attract scathing criticism from the chatterboxes in the court.

Xu Hengjun muttered, "A perfectly good battle; if you win, you get no credit. If you lose, you face death. If I were the Prince, I would..."

"Silence!"

Pang Zongkang glared at him, "Hurry up and go guard those Barbarian Kings, Great Shaman, go!"

"Alright, I’ll go..."

...

At the same time, inside the Imperial City of Kyoto Prefecture.

Inside the vast Vermilion Bird Hall, civil servants occupied most of the space, while the number of Marquis was significantly fewer.

Not only were King Gongye Jiahong and others from the Southern Garrison absent, but Marquis under the command of Prince Zhenbei were also not present.

Only Du Qing, the Prince, stood alone in the first place.

"Bang!"

The Emperor Wei slammed his hand down on the desk beside him, directly shattering a golden dragon’s head.