"Master, what do you think His Majesty means by this? Why on earth would he want them to be stationed outside the city?"
"Master, could this have something to do with the Grand Commandant's serious illness? Now there's talk in the military that the Grand Commandant won't hold out, and the Commander of the Palace Guard Department might be replaced."
Five miles outside Bianliang City, on a vacant lot, the army was setting up camp. Several Fire Qilin Army commanders gathered around Chen Mo, speculating about the Emperor's intentions. Because they all trusted each other, the conversation was quite open.
If not, even discussing the Grand Commandant could lead to accusations of insubordination.
Chen Mo was deep in thought.
