Zhang Feng had tied himself to the entire army, preventing Yan Wanqing from moving against him.
It was true that he had violated military orders, but had their army ever seriously enforced military orders?
The emperor had always ignored them.
No matter how formidable Yan Wanqing may have been in the past,
that was a story from five or six years ago.
Now, she was merely a girl confined within the gates of her home.
"Can we depart now, General Yan?" Zhang Feng, seeing Yan Wanqing at a loss for words with anger, felt a surge of triumph in his heart.
"Depart?" Yan Wanqing looked around at the faces shrouded in darkness, marked with confusion about the future and slight fear.
Not a single soldier exhibited the obedience and fervor expected of them.
Such an army, once on the battlefield,
let alone facing another nation's regular army, even well-trained grassroots could scatter them in disarray.
"Depart to King Yama Hall?" Yan Wanqing scoffed.