I should marry the traitor

Chapter 21: The Wind Rises in Beishuo, Daqian’s Loyalty

Daqian, Beishuo, Jiedushi's official residence

The wind from Luoyang City finally blew to Beishuo, and the news of the emperor's wedding was also carried to the residence of the Beishuo Jiedushi by wind and messenger.

"Sister Xinlin, this Xiliang barbarian is really courageous. Let her eat something hot. The Python Bull Demon is not very strong, but he is very good at taking advantage of loopholes." At this moment, a petite black-haired girl was talking to the seat of honor in a loli voice. On the throne was the woman with the highest status here, the Jiedushi of Beishuo - An Xinlin.

"Shi Ming, don't underestimate her. Dong Bai is a kind-looking man with a cruel heart. He is scheming and good at military affairs. He is not an easy person to deal with." An Xinlin's voice was cold and mature, but it was slightly trembling, mixed with a vague electric current.

But if you see the owner of the throne, perhaps you won't find it strange. If Dong Bai only has the characteristics of a monster like horns and scales, and is generally more similar to humans, then there is no trace of humanity on An Xinlin at this moment.

"Sister Xinlin, why do you need to boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? Xiliang Dong Bai has only barely reached the 90% threshold by relying on the abnormal bloodline. Sister Xinlin, killing her is like killing a chicken or a dog."

Shi Ming's words were not flattery, but came from his heart. The Xiliang Iron Cavalry was indeed unrivaled in the world, but Dong Bai's personal strength was indeed at the bottom among the four military governors.

Among the four military governors, the one with the strongest personal strength, at least for now, is definitely the Beishuo Military Governor An Xinlin.

The existence on the throne was a tall white mecha, with a white base tone and bright red cracks. The single horn in front of the head and the pair of scaly horns in the back were shining with a quiet color, and the rows of metal formed a terrifying fuselage.

An Xinlin, the governor of Beishuo, is a hybrid of mechanical demon blood, and the blood concentration is - ninety-three percent!

Just as Xiliang is adjacent to Xiyi, Beishuo is located in Daqian and adjacent to Beidi, and An Xinlin is not a pure Qian person, but a hybrid of Qian and Di people.

"Don't talk nonsense, Shi Ming. I am a loyal minister of Daqian. How could I do something as treasonous as Dong Bai?" An Xinlin's cold and mature voice seemed to accuse himself of being a loyal minister of Daqian, but was it really so?
Dong Bai, a pure-blooded Qian man, has already led his troops into the capital, but how could An Xinlin, a bastard, not have any ulterior motives?

"Yes, yes, Sister Xinlin, we are the loyal people of Daqian, unlike the traitor Dong Bai!" Shi Ming nodded in agreement. Of course, only she knew what she was thinking in her heart.

She has followed An Xinlin for several years. Although she has never seen An Xinlin's true face under the mecha, she has a clear understanding of An Xinlin's little thoughts.

Would a true Daqian loyalist allow the enemy to stay in his own home? Would he treat the Northern Di as his brothers? Would he sit back and watch Dong Bai enter the pass without doing anything?

Of course not. Shi Ming knew very well that An Xinlin was not without ambition, but she and Bei Di had not yet reached an agreement.

Unlike the Xiliang cavalry that swept across the Western Yi, although the combat effectiveness of the Beishuo border troops was also good, it was not enough to suppress the Beidi. Or it could be said that An Xinlin did not have the intention to completely suppress the Beidi, and even wanted to rely on the power of the Beidi.

The real elite of the Beishuo Army are only the 3,000 Black Armor Army. If the well-trained veterans are included, they can form a strong army of about 30,000. There is a big gap between them and the Xiliang Army, and the army also lacks war horses.

This is the real reason why An Xinlin is still hiding in the north. Even though she is better than Dong Bai in personal bravery, she is not sure she can defeat the 100,000 cavalry of Xiliang if the two armies really fight. This is the reason why she has been hesitant to move.

Three thousand black armor soldiers, no matter how strong they are, there are only three thousand people. If she wants to defeat Dong Bai, the villain, and take over the Central Plains, she must persuade Beidi to join her team. In fact, as the governor of Beishuo, An Xinlin has always had a tacit understanding with Beidi over the years. Both sides sent some cannon fodder to the battlefield to win military merits for each other, but the elite troops were never lost. In fact, no one was injured, which fully reflected the discord between the heart and the face.

Perhaps after some time, after agreeing on some insignificant details with the Northern Di leader, the Northern Di cavalry will be able to be used by her, but before that, she still has to do some face-saving work.

"Shi Ming, the Lizhi fruit in Beishuo is ripe recently, right?"

"Ah? Really, Sister Xinlin, why are you asking this? Do you want to eat some Li juice?"

An Xinlin's sudden remark made Shi Ming a little confused. Lizhi fruit is a specialty fruit in the border area of ​​Beishuo. It is rich in juice and has a refreshing sweetness. It matures between March and May every year. Now is the beginning of April, which is the best time for Lizhi fruit to taste.

"Although the emperor's wedding is a bit hasty, as ministers of Daqian, how can we not express our feelings?"

"Since the Li juice is so rich now, it's just right to send it to Luoyang so that the emperor can also taste our Beishuo specialty. It can also be regarded as a gift to celebrate the emperor's wedding."

"This item is not very valuable, but it is a token of my deepest love. I can show my love to the court. We are not traitors who don't know what is good for us, but loyal people of Daqian."

An Xinlin's words made sense, but Shi Ming frowned when he heard it, and asked in a puzzled voice: "Sister Xinlin, I understand what you said, but the Lizhi fruit is extremely difficult to preserve. In this weather, it will go bad in a day if it is away from the tree. However, even if a demon horse gallops day and night from Beishuo to Luoyang, it will take at least two and a half days. How can we deliver the Lizhi?"

The fastest it would take is two and a half days, and by the time it reaches Luoyang, the li juice will have gone bad. Isn't it insulting enough to give something like this as a gift?
"Why is that so difficult?" An Xinlin thought for a moment and then answered, "There are ice cubes stored in the basement. We can lock the freshly picked lychee juice with ice cubes to keep it fresh, which can slow down the rate at which the lychee juice spoils."

"Also, there is a famous horse in the Northern Di with a rare bloodline of the Ice Wing Demon. Not only is it extremely fast, but it is also naturally cold and can lock in the cold air. With the combination of the two, it shouldn't be a problem to keep the juice from rotting in the short term."

"But this Ice Wing Demon Horse is a Northern Di horse. We can't change horses at the Daqian post station. What should we do?"

"This is easy. There is no need to change trains. Give the Ice Wing Demon Horse a secret medicine to squeeze out its potential. It will be no problem for a demon beast to squeeze out its potential and run for three days. As long as the juice can be delivered intact, it's fine. If a horse dies, it dies."

"Sister Xinlin is extremely wise."

"Stop talking nonsense and get to work."

"Yes."

Shi Ming then stepped back, leaving only the lonely mecha monster on the throne. He supported his metal arms on the armrests and gently lifted his chin, thinking about what the loyal and upright people of Daqian should do.

An Xinlin felt that the name of "clearing the court" was very good, and Dong Bai was obviously a traitor.

(End of this chapter)