Chapter 477 - 347: Banner Master Candidate, Return to Feng City! (Double-Length)
Chapter 477 - 347: Banner Master Candidate, Return to Feng City! (Double-Length)
"When are you leaving, brother?"
"We’ll leave tomorrow morning as soon as the city gates open," said Song Changping. They were staying for only one night, mainly to leave some instructions with Song Changming, so he wouldn’t worry about them.
"Why so urgent? Why not stay a few more days?" Song Changming couldn’t help but ask.
"There’s plenty of time in the future, Changming. Right now, our presence is too special, so it’s better to avoid any unexpected complications," Song Changping shook his head and replied.
"Little brother, let’s drink through the night before we go," laughed the second brother, Song Chang’an.
Even though, as an undead, his sense of taste had weakened considerably and he couldn’t quite savor the taste of wine, he still loved to drink.
"Alright!" Song Changming nodded.
A night of intoxication.
The next day.
"Brother, here is a Sensing Talisman. If you encounter danger, crush it, and I will be able to sense it. Also, take these Speed Talismans, which I made myself."
Song Changming handed some talisman papers he had made to the two brothers.
He originally intended to give them some spirit crystals and money for any unforeseen needs, but his two brothers insisted they did not want them.
"No need to see us off, Changming." At the courtyard gate, before the sky had fully brightened, Song Changping covered his face again with a hood, blending into the light rain and quickly disappearing at the street corner.
Once out of the city, the two of them took to the sky, glancing back at the grand city of the Human Race.
It seemed they wouldn’t be returning for quite some time.
"Brother, this time we’re going to the Nine Netherworld. We must make a name for ourselves!" Song Chang’an said determinedly.
"Naturally," Song Changping smiled, "We can’t always rely on the family for protection. It’s time for us, as older brothers, to support them."
In addition, the feud with the Corpse Refining Sect is something we must settle ourselves!"
"You’re right, brother!" Song Chang’an clenched his fists, feeling the icy strength of his undead body.
This body was no longer unfamiliar to him; he had fully accepted it!
...
Days passed by.
This military inspection went on enthusiastically for a month.
A month later, the entire Military Department was renewed, and some corrupt practices were eradicated.
Some were happy, some were worried; some were rewarded, others punished.
Some even ended up in prison.
Was such a grand inspection necessary?
Initially, Song Changming was indifferent, but upon seeing the results after a month, he had to admit it was indeed quite necessary.
Just like a weapon, if not used or maintained over time, even the finest quality would eventually rust.
The Military Department is the sharp blade in Prince Cui’s hands!
Within the 41st Army where Song Changming served, the inspection went relatively smoothly, with only a few squad leaders detained for interrogation, found guilty, and stripped of their positions.
Overall, under Wang Tianshuang’s leadership, the officers remained straightforward and loyal, with no ulterior motives.
Song Changming, having dedicated himself to cultivation over the years, was also very clean.
His brigade withstood scrutiny, with no unlawful or disgraceful incidents detected.
Additionally, in terms of combat power, the 41st Army participated in five battles this month.
Aside from the initial defeat against the Fifth Army, they won the remaining four encounters.
The combat performance displayed received recognition from officials of the Prince’s Mansion and other Grand Marshals.
Originally ranked towards the lower end of the middle tier, they suddenly ascended to the upper ranks, now positioned at the 14th place in the entire army.
This result was undoubtedly astonishing.
Grand Marshal Wang Tianshuang also received multiple commendations from Prince Cui, and combining past achievements, he was granted a Marshal Pearl, becoming one of the five-pearl Marshals of the Military Department.
Song Changming, due to his outstanding performance, was also discussed for promotion to the list of Little Flag Master candidates.
Previously, due to lack of experience and background, Song Changming had no chance of being considered for this list.
But by making an impression in front of Prince Cui this time, he managed to leapfrog into consideration.
Joining the candidate discussion list alongside him was Xing Tiexin.
Xing Tiexin had sufficient experience and achievements; though his background was lacking, he also had Yang Zhen’s support.
In terms of strength, having opened the Heavenly Martial Meridian, he also excelled in the military inspection conference.
He and Song Changming were undoubtedly the two main pillars within the 41st Army.
The magnificent results achieved by the army this time owed much to their contributions.
"Though being on the candidate list, actually getting promoted to Little Flag Master during this peacetime might not happen even in three or two years."
In the Second District, inside Chunfeng Building, Xing Tiexin, dressed in loose casual clothing, put down his cup and shook his head while speaking.
With the strict crackdown in the Military Department over, after a month of restraint, Xing Tiexin couldn’t hold back any longer. He gathered Song Changming, Yang Zhen, and Fu Yuan, his close companions, to drink and have fun at their old spot.
"Will it take that long?" Fu Yuan, beside him, was also a bit surprised.
"Getting promoted to Little Flag Master in three or two years would be considered quite fast. Back in the day, Brother Yang was on the candidate list, and it took nearly six years for him to finally get the chance to take the position."
Xing Tiexin wiped the wine stains from his mouth and used Yang Zhen as an example.
"No wonder you don’t seem very happy. So that’s why," Song Changming said with a smile.
A Little Flag Master held a fairly high position in the Military Department, and within a Cuiqi Army, was essentially the second or third in command.
Above a Little Flag Master was the position of Grand Marshal!
To a noble family, a Commander might not be highly regarded.
But a Little Flag Master could not be ignored.
Because no one could say when this Little Flag Master might seize the opportunity to become a Military Commander, holding military power!
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