I should marry the traitor

Chapter 56 Who am I? The scapegoat?
On the vast plains, war horses carrying tall cavalrymen marched at a leisurely and somewhat cheerful pace.

The shiny battle flags fluttered in the wind and the sound of horse hooves was deafening.

The slow horse moved with a somewhat tired pace, and the chariot behind it was pulling heavy food, fodder and weapons.

If the slow horses grew better, they might have a chance to become war horses. If they could become cattle and horses with higher status, they might be fully satisfied.

Perhaps they could grow taller with less burden on their bodies. As food and grass were consumed, the load on the slow horses was also reduced a lot.

But today the burden on the horses was increased again, as new rations had been delivered.

The mountains are like a magnificent barrier, dividing the earth and blue sky behind with extreme clarity.

The Qian people and the Di people were also separated, with the Beishuo army in the front and the Beidi army in the back.

An Xinlin's cavalry led the way in front, while the Origami King's infantry marched slowly behind, and the difference in speed made them clearly distinct.

The Northern Di people in the rear received some of the food and supplies at the first opportunity, which obviously made them very excited.

It was not a pleasant feeling to see the amount of food and grass they were carrying decrease little by little, especially for the Northern Di people who could not afford to go hungry, so their morale was boosted when they received the supplies.

The only thing that is surprising in various ways is that the proportion of meat in this batch of food is too high.

Dried meat that can be preserved after being dehydrated is a good thing no matter how you look at it, but there are also some knowledgeable people among the Northern Di people who can see the specialness of this meat at first glance.

Although the jerky has been completely boneless and dehydrated, and some parts have been completely removed, it cannot be concealed.

Some people say that the meat tastes sour, just like cat meat.

But this is actually a rumor. Meat usually does not taste sour unless it is rotten.

Anyone who has eaten cat meat knows that Hakimi meat is not a delicacy, but if it is handled well, it tastes no worse than normal meat.

Meat with a strong fiber texture usually has a good flavor when made into jerky, but at this moment, the Origami King had no interest in this kind of flavored snack in front of him.

The angry black-skinned loli rushed into An Xinlin's tent and asked:

"An Xinlin, what on earth did you bring back?"

"Food and fodder."

An Xinlin's white mecha slowly raised its head, and the cold machinery revealed a chill that made the Origami King's heart shiver.

"You call this food?" Yuan threw the dried meat in her hand to the ground. She really wanted to pry open this crazy woman's brain to see what was inside.

To be honest, Yuan felt that he was already one of the more cruel mixed-bloods, but seeing An Xinlin acting as if nothing had happened still made him feel a chill in his heart.

Most of the great demons with awakened bloodlines are cold-hearted by nature and cannot be disciplined by morality or emotion, but that does not mean they have no fear in their hearts.

Even the Origami King would not let the Northern Di Army eat this kind of thing unless it was absolutely necessary.

This is a deep-seated aversion to cannibalism, but unfortunately she couldn't see any of it in An Xinlin.

"Isn't this food?"

The mature yet cold voice emitted by the mecha stimulated Yuan's nerves, making her feel as if she was communicating with a mental patient.

"Do you think I'm stupid and can't tell what kind of meat this is?"

"Can you eat it?"

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Silence, only silence remained. An Xinlin's three simple words brought deafening silence from the Origami King. If you really want to know whether it is edible or not, then in a place like the Gobi Desert where most people can't get enough food, it is undoubtedly edible.

Is this the difference between 90% bloodline and 93% bloodline?
It is indeed a gap!
"Alas, have you ever thought about how much damage this will cause to your reputation?"

At this moment, Yuan had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem. She would never think of those fellow villagers who were just basking in the sun with her.

"What damage has been caused?" An Xinlin handled military affairs without looking back. There were many things to pay attention to on the march.

"As a Northern Di general entering the pass, no matter what your plan is, you at least need a righteous cause, right?"

"You said you just wanted to rob the people of their food and fodder."

"You can't just slaughter the people and dry their meat because of a shortage of food, right?"

"How could you not know something that a Northern Di barbarian like me knows?"

"Even if you beat Yuan Shao and enter the customs, what will happen?"

"What's the point of conquering Jizhou when they hear your name?"

Yuan felt a little tired. She had staked her entire fortune on this trip south. If An Xinlin could not achieve good results, the territory he promised to give to the Northern Di people for recuperation would be nothing but a mirage.

Seeing An Xinlin digging his own grave, the Origami King inexplicably felt as if the emperor was not anxious, but the eunuch was.

An Xinlin said with a look of sudden enlightenment:

"Oh, you're talking about this?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan."

"I have already ordered the soldiers to change into Northern Di clothing when they go out to plunder."

"So it was you who massacred the people, not me."

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When a question mark appeared on Yuan's face, it was not because she had some problem, but because she felt that An Xinlin had a big problem.

"No, why should I, Beidi, bear the blame?"

"You can choose not to carry it."

Facing the resistance of the Origami King, An Xinlin seemed very calm: "You are a foreigner, so it is normal for you to kill one or two people from the Central Plains, right?"

"You call that one or two?"

"Anyway, it won't have any impact on Beidi, right?"

If there isn't one, that would be strange. What Yuan wants to do is to lead the Beidi tribe into the rich Daqian, and then as a tribe, they can get a pretty good fiefdom so that they can recuperate.

But after An Xinlin put the blame on Beidi, even if An Xinlin really succeeded in entering the customs, Yuan, as an angel investor, could get a generous return.

But what comes after that?
The Northern Di who moved to the interior would be quite hostile to the Northern Di tribe because of the blame, and the difficulty of recuperating in the territory would increase by several levels.

"What if I don't accept this argument?"

"Then go and explain to them that the slaughter of civilians for military rations was not done by the Beidi tribe, but by the Qian army under the orders of the Beishuo Jiedushi. Who do you think they are willing to believe?"

"An Xinlin, I have never seen such a shameless person!"

Knowing that what An Xinlin said was true, the Origami King turned around and slammed the door and left in anger.

An Xinlin was left alone, watching the Origami King walk out of the door and sneered, "Tsk, so easy to fool."

(End of this chapter)