Just then, Arthis suddenly asked, “Lord Nobunaga.”

Oda Nobunaga looked up at Qin Ye for his cue, only to receive a nod of approbation. It was only then that he responded, “Yes.”

Regardless of how strained their relationship had been, Arthis had always given Qin Ye the respect due to his stature and office, at least in the public eye. Thus, he knew that her interjection meant that there was something of importance to be raised for their consideration.

“How’s the training of the new recruits going?”

“I’ve recently managed to conscript more troops, and the total headcount of our army has now reached eight thousand men. Their training is going fine, but…” Oda Nobunaga paused for a moment, “None of them have experienced actual combat just yet.”

Are we already going to be mobilizing troops? The prospects of that immediately sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through their veins.

These were matters that they had only seen on television back at the mortal realm. Who would’ve thought that they would directly be involved with the mobilization of troops in the underworld?

All eyes were transfixed on Arthis. She nodded, “It’s about time for them to draw blood. Prepare an expedition to the old Hell within a week’s time. No matter what happens, we’ll have to let them experience a proper battle before the next stage of Hell’s development.”

Oda Nobunaga frowned slightly, “Forgive my impudence… but could I know why?”

Arthis turned to Qin Ye, only to be given the discretion to...