There was a sudden silence.

Apart from Qin Ye and Arthis, everyone else present were all famous generals, and they naturally understood the undertones in what Yang Yanzhao had just said.

Three full minutes of tense silence later, Mu Guiying chuckled softly, “Who else could possibly bear the burden of such heavy responsibility but me?”

“General Yang, I will go.” She stepped forward and cupped her hands respectfully, “I’m an advanced Anitya Hellguard, and I’m one of the frontrunners among all generals here today when it comes to my martial prowess. And our logistics-commander Yang Yande aside, I’m a head and shoulder above the rest when it comes to my aptitude as a military commander as well. Therefore, please allow me the honour of doing the heavy lifting this time.”

“Haha, sister is far too confident in her own abilities.” Hua Jieyu promptly smiled and stepped forward with an equally respectful demeanor, “I’ve had more battlefield experience than any other around here. I’m confident that I should be the one to shoulder this responsibility instead.”

“General Yang, although I’ve joined the ranks of the Yang Clan’s forces not too long ago, regard must be given to the fact that I’ve practically grown up riding a horse. I’m second to none when it comes to horseback archery. I, Yelu Jiner, humbly requests for the honour of being part of this battle.” “General Yang, I’m willing to go. Please make a fair decision.”

All of the generals stepped forward in an instant. Oda Nobutada was bewildered at their response. On the other hand,...