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Chapter 606 The King of Thieves Beheaded (Part 1)

When the news of the capture of Guizhou reached Zhongwu County, Master Hu almost suffered a heart attack and passed away. He never imagined that he would one day be able to defeat General Wei, whom he once dared not even look up at.

He paced back and forth in the room like an animal in a zoo, his mind preoccupied with the fact that his palace was not yet built and his dragon robe was not yet sewn.

"Damn it, those tailors will all be slaughtered when I get back!"

He cursed under his breath, but dared not shout too loudly. After all, he was like someone hiding his wealth in the dark, not daring to reveal what he had, which would only make him look petty.

"How do you suggest we get there?"

"Lord Hu... no, Commander Hu, Mr. Zhang's idea for this trip to Guizhou is that we should select two thousand fully equipped men, create momentum along the way, and be invincible in every battle. This way, we can have a legitimate reason to go there."

"Two thousand men taking Guizhou, isn't that a bit...?"

"It's alright, Mr. Zhang has taken care of everything along the way."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu felt reassured. He had originally planned to leave tomorrow, but at this moment, he felt like a groom on his wedding night, thinking that he couldn't possibly wait until tomorrow to marry his beautiful bride.

So he immediately began to muster his troops, and set off in a grand and imposing manner, disregarding all else.

Moreover, this time he disliked the old brothers who used to follow him, finding them too rustic and undignified. So he called all the local militia who had joined him later, since these people had been screened and looked imposing and respectable.

He was incredibly arrogant throughout the journey, riding a tall horse out of the county town under the watchful eyes of the people, and even showing off his inspection prowess along the way.

"Yes, we need to strengthen agriculture and sericulture in this area next year so that the people can have enough to eat."

“These bandits are truly despicable. Make a note of this, and in a few days, wipe them all out. Don’t leave a single one alive.”

He marched forward like this, pointing out the landscape, completely embracing the role of a king. They would stop for a few days at each place, and then someone would come out and pretend to start a big battle, only to be successfully defeated by their local militia, who would then flee in disarray, having achieved a great victory.

In a few days, when they reach the next stop, another group of people will appear, wearing the armor they left behind and wielding the swords they left behind, ready to fight again, assuming a great battle stance. Two thousand people can create the momentum of one hundred thousand.

Master Hu was impressed but didn't understand. Although he knew it was fake, after each fight, he really did have a domineering aura that made him look down on the world. Even when he stood on the hill and looked up at the sunrise, he would exude an air of self-importance.

Good news kept pouring in, and the team advanced triumphantly.

At this moment, Xia Lin was lying in bed vomiting and having diarrhea because he had an allergic reaction to the fruit offered to him by the locals. The local treatment for this was to force-feed him water and milk.

However, Charlene is lactose intolerant...

"Stop forcing me, or I'll really die..." Xia Lin pushed away the buffalo milk the doctor was offering him: "Go get me some loratadine, cetirizine, and diphenhydramine..."

doctor:"???"

"General Wei, go and see the commander-in-chief quickly, he's talking nonsense."

The doctor relayed the message to Wei Changsheng, who rushed over in a panic. He was covered in sweat, partly because of the sweltering heat, but also because he knew that if Xia Lin died here, he certainly wouldn't survive either, even if he died of his own illness…

He investigated matters on behalf of the emperor and died on his own territory; even the local earthworms had to be split in two.

"Don't force-feed me milk, I really can't drink it." Xia Lin waved her hand and said, "Just ask the doctor to give me a bowl of plain porridge with five spoonfuls of sugar, and some fruit peels with a small amount of forsythia, honeysuckle, licorice, dandelion, violet, and isatis root boiled in water. Don't breastfeed me anymore..."

Wei Changsheng quickly gave the order, and after Xia Lin drank the medicine he had prescribed, he recovered a lot by the afternoon and was able to sit up.

"I didn't expect that Master Xia also knew about pharmacology."

"Oh dear, this allergy is really bad. I never had any allergies before." Xia Lin sighed, then sipped his sweet porridge. "Brother Wei, don't worry."

"Why did Xia Gong eat the food given by the natives?"

“You have to eat it, you absolutely have to eat it.” Xia Lin laughed. “Even if you know you’ll get sick from eating it, you still have to eat it. Once you get sick from eating it, they won’t send it to you again. If you don’t eat it and get sick, they’ll either think the food isn’t valuable enough and won’t come back next time, or they’ll think you look down on them and don’t treat them like brothers. I’ve eaten raw meat on the grasslands, and the stench made me throw up all over myself. I’ve drunk so much alcohol that I passed out, but it’s nothing… That’s how we diplomats are.”

Wei Changsheng sat there looking at Xia Lin, and then sighed, "There is an old saying that those who achieve great things can endure what ordinary people cannot. Now I see it clearly in Xia Gong."

"It's nothing." Xia Lin frowned, half-closed his eyes, and said weakly, "People on the diplomatic front are also soldiers. Dying on the battlefield is the right thing for a soldier to do."

At this moment, news came from outside that the bandits in Zhongwu County had captured twelve counties in succession and were advancing triumphantly towards Guizhou. The battle situation was extremely tense.

Xia Lin inside said "Oh," and then smiled at Wei Changsheng, saying, "Look, this will make the report to the court look better, and we'll be able to say whatever we want."

Wei Changsheng smiled and shook his head: "Let's borrow Hu Sandao's head for now." "He's no good either. How many good people are bandits?" Xia Lin snorted: "His Majesty will punish us severely. Brother Wei, just bear with the scolding."

"Hahahaha... What's so difficult about that?"

After laughing, Wei Changsheng got up and walked out: "Then I won't disturb Master Xia any longer, um..."

"Brother Wei, please speak."

"My son's service under Xia Gong..."

"Oh, about that." Xia Lin paused. "Don't bring him under my command. Send him to study in Jiangnan Province. There are military academies there."

"Really?" Wei Changsheng's eyes lit up immediately: "My son can go too?"

"Why not?" Xia Lin asked blankly. "Do you think only prestigious families can go there? Anyone with a little talent can go."

"That's good...that's good too." Wei Changsheng couldn't stop smiling. "I thank Lord Xia on behalf of my son."

It's no wonder Wei Changsheng was so happy. For a high-ranking official to be so excited clearly shows that the schools in Jiangnan Circuit are highly prestigious.

Especially the military academies in Jiangnan Province, where the guest lecturers are all top-notch generals. You know, the inheritance of knowledge is the same for generals and scholars. The Hundred Schools of Thought and the military school are all one family. Children who learn from these famous generals will have unlimited potential for future achievements.

Wei Changsheng could already conclude that even if some earth-shattering war were to happen in the future, the generals from all sides would most likely be classmates.

The school's selection process is extremely rigorous. Although her son isn't a genius, he is considered intelligent and has been exposed to the world of learning since childhood. He prides himself on knowing more than other children. However, in the last exam, he ranked 397th out of 500 students, but the school only admits the top 30...

When Xia Lin said that today, Wei Changsheng's heart almost jumped out of his chest. It really felt a lot like sitting on the dragon throne himself.

Meanwhile, battle reports from outside began to arrive. Hu Ye's army was still about ten days away from Guizhou. Two thousand men had fought all the way, and more than two thousand two hundred men remained. The extra two hundred were men recruited by Hu Ye along the way. He said that if he conquered Guizhou, each man would get a young woman, and then he would pacify several small bandit dens.

These people were overjoyed to become Master Hu's personal guards and henchmen. Master Hu was now considered to have his own loyal followers. He was incredibly successful on the road, handling cases and reforming local customs. He was always up to something.

However, he didn't notice at all that the two thousand local militiamen he brought always looked at him as either an idiot or a dead body, and even his two hundred-plus assassins were never given a second glance.

A normal person would have already noticed some clues, but Master Hu was half-mad at this point. After all, this bandit leader had suddenly become an emperor, and anyone would be unable to see the future clearly.

"Brothers, let's do this! After we reach Guizhou, we'll rest and regroup, and I'll reward you according to your merits! Then, before the New Year, we'll take Liuzhou, and the entire southwest will be ours. You brothers will have everything you could ever want!"

Lord Hu raised his wine cup and drank merrily with the bandits who had surrendered to him. Three-tenths drunk, he began to utter wild words, as if he had swept across the Central Plains and conquered the world overnight. He displayed his heroic spirit freely and did not hide anything from others.

"My lord! Next year, I am willing to lead the vanguard to attack Jiangnan Road. When we take Hongdu and Fuliang, I hear that the women there are... oh my..." The other bandit leader couldn't help but swallow hard as he said this: "That would be wonderful."

"Good, good, good!" Master Hu slapped the table and said, "But we can't be too hasty. Once we settle Lingnan, Jiangnan will be ours for the taking."

As he said this, the soldier guarding the gate turned around and glanced back, his eyes filled with disdain for the stinking sand wall. The two men looked at each other and could only feel helplessness in each other's eyes.

Soon, they arrived outside Guizhou, advancing "like a hot knife through butter." Since Mr. Zhang had already taken care of everything, they didn't have much time to spare and headed straight for the city.

The breeze along the way made Master Hu feel refreshed, and riding on his horse, he felt like a lion inspecting its territory.

As they ventured deeper, the city came into view, and soldiers with weapons stood along the roadside. At this point, the people around Master Hu finally realized that something was wrong.

"Commander Hu, something feels off. Look at these soldiers, their eyes are full of murderous intent."

Upon hearing this, Master Hu also felt something was amiss, but at this point they couldn't stop, feeling as if they were being pushed forward by two thousand people behind them.

They walked nervously to the city gate, when suddenly Hu Ye's heart skipped a beat. He saw Wei Changsheng in full military uniform, riding a horse and standing at the city gate.

When Hu Ye saw Wei Changsheng from afar, his legs began to tremble, and the fear that was rooted in his bones rose up.

"Old Hu, oh Old Hu." Wei Changsheng raised his lance and pointed it at Master Hu: "You... what can I say about you?"

Hu Ye felt a chill run down his spine. His bandit instincts told him that things were probably not as he thought. His first thought was to run, but in an instant he found himself surrounded by people on all sides. Whether it was the soldiers who had been waiting by the roadside or the local militia he had brought, they had all drawn their weapons and pointed them at him and his two hundred-plus “suicide squad”.

"You...you all..." Master Hu instantly regained his senses: "Where's my brother Zhang! Brother Zhang, save me!!!"

(End of this chapter)