Qing Songzi uncharacteristically expressed support for the war, and everyone below was surprised.
Qing Songzi also knew that the people in the audience were speculating on his true thoughts.
"Everyone, the war at Yanmen Pass is by no means a matter for the imperial court. It is related to the survival of all of us."
"I would like to ask Miss Zhuang to tell everyone about this matter."
Seeing that the people in the audience didn't believe what he said, Qing Songzi immediately asked Zhuang Ling'er to come forward to persuade him.
Only then did everyone notice Zhuang Linger.
"Miss Zhuang, please."
Qing Songzi gave up the middle position and motioned to Zhuang Ling'er to come up and speak.
Zhuang Ling'er walked up to the stage, looked at the people in the audience, and said: "Junior Zhuang Ling'er, a disciple of Master Qinglian in Lianhua An, is now serving under King Wu!"
As soon as Zhuang Linger opened her mouth, her voice exploded like muffled thunder, startling everyone present.
She practiced the Mad Lion Technique from Long Chen. Although she was not proficient in it, she knew the basics, so her voice sounded like thunder when she opened her mouth.
Qing Songzi was also surprised beside him. He didn't expect Zhuang Ling'er to have such deep inner strength.
Although their cultivation levels were at the peak of the Martial Emperor, there was still a gap. Qing Songzi was very sure that he was no match for Zhuang Ling'er.
A sense of loss came over her, and Qing Songzi sighed secretly. After living for more than seventy years, she was not as good as a little girl.
The audience became very quiet, and everyone looked at Zhuang Ling'er.
"Seniors, the imperial court and the rivers and lakes have always been in harmony with each other. This is true."
"But the people gathered outside Yanmen Pass this time are ghosts. They are different from us."
"There has been a battle at Yanmen Pass, and someone must have known how brutal it was."
"The General of the Martial Saint's Guard, Gao Jinghu, led an army of five thousand to attack Yanmen Pass. These five thousand ghost warriors were at least kings in cultivation. Most of them were Martial Emperors. There were also hundreds of thousands of barbarian ghost slaves. These ghost slaves were all The ghost warriors died after sucking blood."
"If Yanmen Pass cannot withstand it and tens of thousands of ghost warriors with the martial emperor's cultivation level pour into the Central Plains, our Jianghu sect will never be able to survive alone!"
The imperial court's battle reports were sent to all counties and counties. Of course, these people heard about the battle.
However, the words in the battle report are not as shocking as the accounts of those who witnessed it.
When Zhuang Ling'er said Gao Qinhu, everyone in the audience was surprised and even didn't believe it.
"Nvxia Zhuang, you said that General Gao Qinhu, the bodyguard of the Martial Saint, was from four hundred years ago, wasn't it? How could he still be alive today?"
Xie Duanfeng, the head of the Black Sword Sect, was the first to question, while the others waited for Zhuang Ling'er to answer.
Zhuang Ling'er said: "Master Xie is right, Gao Qinhu is the one who lived four hundred years ago. He is not dead. He slept in the ice field and was resurrected by the ghost fetus."
"There are five thousand ghost warriors who are also sleeping in the ice field, and the ghost fetus resurrected them."
"Everyone, the Martial Saint and the Ghost Girl are not dead either. They are sleeping in the ice field, and the Ghost Fetus is trying to revive them."
"If the Martial Saint Ghost Girl awakens and the ghost tribe invades, everyone will suffer a catastrophe."
Zhuang Ling'er just wanted to make things clear, but the people in the audience were frightened.
"If it is true as you say, we will die if we go there. We cannot defeat the ghost clan at all."
The man wearing a bamboo hat was the first to be afraid.
Others echoed: "Yes, the ghost tribe is so fierce, how can we defeat the ghost tribe?"
"How can we defeat a demon like Gao Qinhu who has lived for four hundred years with our mortal bodies?"
"King Wu is known as the best in the world. He is not a rival yet, so let's forget it."
Zhuang Ling'er didn't expect that a few words would frighten them, and she quickly said: "Everyone, the ghost clan is indeed powerful, but we guarded Yanmen Pass!"
"Five thousand ghost warriors were killed by King Wu, leaving nothing behind. Gao Qinhu was seriously injured, and the ghost fetus fled."
"Four hundred years ago, Long Yuan, the ancestor of King Wu, led the human race to defeat the ghost race."
"Now, King Wu can also lead us to defeat the ghost clan and defend the Central Plains!"
