Chapter 23: Wen Zhong must die under the city
"Dad~what are you doing~"

Su Quanxiao looked incredulous that his father actually praised Yang Jian and said that he had made an indispensable contribution.

But it was clearly him who had bravely killed the enemy just now, and Yang Jian was just standing aside watching, unwilling to take action.

"You useless thing, you embarrass yourself all day long, get out of my way, I get angry just seeing you."

Su Hu looked at Su Quanxiao who was trying to make excuses and waved his hands angrily.

Su Quanxiao was not convinced. The military officer beside him leaned over to his ear and explained to him that Yang Jian was now punishing deserters, forcing the soldiers who had originally planned to escape to turn around and kill the enemy. Even the tiger's roar that determined the victory was made by the black cat brought by Yang Jian.

After knowing the whole story, he could only leave with a red face and angrily, and when he passed by Yang Jian, he deliberately snorted coldly.

"Hmph~ Just wait for me, you won't have a good life."

Yang Jian responded with a smile. Although they were of the same age, he had lived two lives and would not be so naive.

He bowed and said, "This is Yang Jian's effort, I dare not take credit for it. I hope Lord Su will not mind that I did not take action against these northern barbarians."

"Is there a reason?"

Su Hu looked at Yang Jian with curiosity, as if he had heard it for the first time.

"These northern barbarians are all old, weak, sick and disabled. Attacking them is a bit like bullying the weak."

Su Hu smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay. I've heard that people who practice Taoism have the heart of heaven and pity the people. I can understand that. I heard from Zheng Lun that you want to learn some magic. When the army reunites this time, I will report your contribution to Master Wen, and then I will naturally give you some magic."

After Yang Jian simply thanked him.

Su Daji blinked at Yang Jian, then said to Su Hu: "Dad, don't you like my method? When you make the first contribution, your position as a marquis will definitely be more stable. Now more than half of our Jizhou army has been injured, and other princes will certainly not be in an easy situation. With this kind of military strength, how can we talk about conquering the northern border within a month?"

Su Hu waved his hand and said, "Don't mention this matter again. Asking me to exchange my daughter for wealth and glory is not what a real man should do."

Finished.

Su Hu arranged many soldiers to clean up the mess and then continued to march towards the front line.

Military orders are like mountains.

They had to reach Baishi City within two days. If they failed to arrive within the specified time, they would be dismissed from office, stripped of their titles and removed from their marquisate at the very least, or beheaded on the spot for cowardice.

After this delay, the Jizhou army did not dare to stay on the road for too long. In order to speed up the march, some of the wounded had to be abandoned. If they were lucky, they would meet Zheng Lun who was escorting food and fodder from behind. He would be responsible for treating the wounded along the way, otherwise they could only fend for themselves.

In this world, human life is the most worthless thing.

After two days of forced march.

The Jizhou army finally arrived at Baishi City half a day ahead of schedule.

Many armies of princes have gathered here, but their morale is low, and it is obvious that they have encountered ambushes on the way.

Just as Su Hu summoned many military experts including Yang Jian to discuss the deployment of defenses for the night.

The herald officer came running over in a hurry: "Report ~ Marquis Su, Marquis Yuan Futong of Beihai is here to visit."

When Yang Jian heard this familiar name, he instantly remembered that this was Yuan Futong, who had gathered 72 princes to rebel in the original Conferred Gods.

His power was extremely strong. During the rebellion, Grand Tutor Wen Zhong led an expedition to Beihai, and it took him fifteen years to put down Yuan Futong's rebellion.

But I don’t know what to do now.

Su Hu had a strange look on his face. He was also surprised that Yuan Futong, the leader of the Beihai princes, would come to him. It couldn't be a good thing.

Even though he was reluctant, he did not dare to directly refuse Yuan Futong's visit, so he went out to greet him in person.

Many soldiers followed closely behind.

Arrived at the camp gate.

Then I saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the crowd. The man had an elegant appearance and extraordinary bearing.

"Oh~" Su Hu immediately opened his arms and went to greet him: "The Marquis of Beihai is here to visit, I am sorry for not welcoming you, I hope the Marquis of Beihai will not blame me."

The middle-aged man was Yuan Futong, the Marquis of Beihai. When he saw Su Hu coming over, he smiled just the right way and hugged him: "Brother Su, you are being too polite. We have known each other for thirty years. We should just call each other brothers."

"Then Su Hu will call you Brother Yuan."

Su Hu quickly changed his words.

"That's right, brother Su." Yuan Futong took the opportunity to introduce the people behind him to Su Hu: "These three are Beihai Hei Hou, Beihai Ji Hou, and Beihai Liao Hou. They are all brothers of the elder brothers. Brother Su, you are the youngest, so you can only be the younger brother."

The four people in front of him were the four most powerful princes in Beihai, headed by Yuan Futong.

But he didn't know what the reason was for these four people to come looking for him.

Su Hu remained calm and bowed, saying, "Su Hu greets the three brothers."

The three of them clasped their fists in return.

"Brother Su, can we find a convenient place to talk? We are here to discuss something important with you."

"Look at my memory. I was so busy chatting with you guys that I left you guys out in the cold for so long. Please come in."

Su Hu welcomed several people into the camp and walked towards the tent where the meeting had been held previously.

When Yang Jian saw a mysterious man wearing a bamboo hat following the four people, his expression suddenly changed.

This man was wearing a wide robe with big sleeves and had no sense of presence at first. When he passed by Yang Jian, Yang Jian subconsciously felt a sense of crisis.

Just reacted.

At this time, the man in the bamboo hat happened to turn around and look at Yang Jian.

A row of eyes appeared under the hat, as red as blood, and not at all like those of a human.

Yang Jian shuddered subconsciously, feeling terrified. After entering the barracks.

Yuan Futong indicated that the matter was very important and it was inconvenient to have outsiders.

Su Hu sent the rest of the soldiers away, leaving only Yang Jian and Su Daji.

Su Daji picked up the wine pot and poured wine for everyone. The eyes of several marquises were scorching, as if they wanted to eat her alive.

Su Hu pointed at Su Daji and said, "Let Brother Yuan know, this is my beloved daughter Su Daji. The one next to her is my daughter's personal guard. They are all family members and will not be a problem."

"So she is the apple of Brother Su's eye. She is indeed stunningly beautiful. This personal guard is also a handsome man. I'm afraid he is the son-in-law that Brother Su chose for himself."

Yuan Futong teased, although Su Daji was wearing a veil, he had seen countless women and naturally understood how stunning Su Daji's beauty was. Just her exposed eyes made his blood boil.

"Yang Jian is a disciple of the Jade Void Palace. I'm afraid my daughter is not worthy of him."

Su Hu revealed Yang Jian's identity without leaving any trace, intending to let Yuan Futong and others know.

"Dad~ what are you talking about?"

Su Daji looked shy. She took out one of her hands that was originally holding the black cat in her arms and hit Su Hu with her pink fist in an angry manner.

To Yang Jian, it didn't seem fake.

What a drama queen.

He commented in his mind.

When Yuan Futong heard Su Hu's answer, a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

The man in the bamboo hat beside him whispered something in his ear and looked at the black cat in Su Daji's arms.

Yuan Futong's fear became stronger, but the next moment it turned into joy.

If Su Hu has such strength, then his trip will not be in vain.

"Cough cough~"

He coughed twice and got to the point: "Brother Su, have you been safe on this journey?"

He asked despite knowing the answer. Before entering the camp, he saw that the morale of the Jizhou army soldiers was low, with blood stains on their spears that they had not had time to wipe off, and their number was far less than when they came out of Zhenbei City.

"Brother Yuan already knows the answer, why bother asking again? Could it be that you brought the most powerful princes in the North just to see me make a fool of myself?"

Su Hu didn't laugh it off. He pointed it out directly, indicating that Yuan Futong should speak frankly.

"Brother Su is a man of quick words, which really suits my taste, so I'll just speak frankly."

Yuan Futong's expression suddenly became stern, and he signaled with his eyes to the mysterious man in the bamboo hat beside him.

The man in the bamboo hat nodded, and the magic power in his sleeves surged, causing ripples to spread out.

"Wu Ren Tou Ting (No one is eavesdropping)."

After a while, the man in the bamboo hat replied. His voice was sharp and piercing, with a strange tone, as if he had just learned human language.

Then he waved his sleeves and a silencing spell enveloped the entire tent.

Yuan Futong: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, brother Su. What I'm going to say next is too important. If we don't keep it secret, you and I will both die in this barbarian city."

Seeing the other party's cautious look, Su Hu immediately realized that Yuan Futong's intentions were not simple, and subconsciously leaned forward: "Brother Yuan, please go ahead and talk."

"You know that during this march, all 72 armies of the lords were ambushed by the barbarians and suffered heavy losses. Some lords were even killed on the spot, and the entire army was wiped out."

"Of course I know. If my Jizhou army hadn't had my daughter's personal guards, it would have been completely wiped out."

Yuan Futong stroked his beard and showed an understanding smile on his face. With Su Hu's answer, he believed that he would be able to convince Su Hu.

He lowered his voice and said, "What if I tell you that the current situation was deliberately caused by Grand Tutor Wen Zhong?"

As soon as the words came out, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Su Hu's face turned pale and he retorted, "Absolutely impossible. If our strength is weakened, what can he use to attack the Northern Barbarians? Master Wen has issued a military order to take down the Northern Barbarians within a month, but the march has already passed half a month. If we can't take down Baishi City within 15 days, without human sacrifices to heaven and earth, what can he take back to report~"

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, until it was almost inaudible.

Su Hu thought of the most terrible outcome.

That is, if there are no northern barbarians, there are still the troops of the 72 princes in the northern border who can be used as human sacrifices to worship heaven and earth.

"Brother Su, it seems that you have figured it out? Grand Master Wen just wants us to fail in conquering Baishi City. Then he will bring 100,000 elite soldiers from the Shang Dynasty and slaughter all 72 princes with blood. Your family members in Jizhou City will become human sacrifices in Chaoge City to worship the heaven and earth."

Su Hu's broad body suddenly trembled, as if all his strength had been drained away. He raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked at Yuan Futong.

Said: "What do you want to do."

"He wants us to die so as to weaken the northern lords. Naturally, I want him to die too. I want Wen Zhong to die under Baishi City. As long as the five of us join forces, we can naturally dominate the northern border, and Emperor Yi will be unable to do anything to us."

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