Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Inside the Iron Wall Pass camp, the roasted lamb in the stove continued to roast.

The rich aroma of wine and meat filled the room.

"Hahaha! Brother Wang! Your 'heaven-sent rain' move was truly brilliant!"

Li Gui, the fat general who looked like a ball, approached with a wine glass in hand, his face full of fawning smiles.

"That brat surnamed Lin, his face turned green just now! I saw it clearly!"

"His skills are impressive, but even the best can be stunned by shit and pee on the spot, right? Hahahaha!"

Wang Jin held his wine glass, his old face full of pride.

He enjoyed the praise, especially the fact that he had defeated a powerful enemy using the most despicable methods—something he could boast about for a lifetime.

"It's a small matter, a small matter."

Wang Jin waved his hand, seemingly nonchalant.

But the angle of his grin already betrayed his current mood.

"Back in the day, I fought against the Northern barbarians..."

"Hey, Brother Wang! Let's not talk about the past, let's talk about now!"

Li Gui leaned closer and whispered.

"I had the letter to the King of the North written for you using the highest protocol!"

Wang Jin raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Absolutely!"

Li Gui slapped his thigh, spitting as he spoke.

"As I wrote in the letter, Wu Zhong's army underestimated the enemy and advanced recklessly, resulting in their complete annihilation! Iron Wall Pass was on the verge of collapse! It was you, Wang Jin! General Wang! Who remained calm in the face of danger and turned the tide!"

"With just a few dozen old, weak, and disabled soldiers, they managed to hold off Lin Mo's demonic army of tens of thousands outside the pass!"

"How's it going, Brother Wang? Pretty exciting, huh?"

Li Gui winked and made faces.

"Once the King of the North's reinforcements arrive and see our impregnable fortress, you'll have no chance of escaping the credit!"

After hearing this, Wang Jin could no longer hold back and burst into loud laughter.

Yes!

The greatest credit!

He thought that this was how his life would be: guarding a broken gate, being a mascot, and finally receiving some pension.

When a person dies, they are buried somewhere, and that's the end of their life.

Unexpectedly, God sent him an incredible opportunity!

As long as he holds the Iron Wall Pass and waits for reinforcements, he will be a great hero who turns the tide!

Will he be reinstated to his original position then?

No, he'll be promoted at least three ranks, his wife and children will be granted official titles and privileges, and his family will be honored!

If... we could also join the Northern King's army and wipe out that kid named Lin Mo, that would be a great achievement...

Wang Jin felt increasingly exhilarated as he thought about it, and he felt his blood boiling.

He raised his glass and clinked it heavily with Li Gui's.

"Good bro! Drink!"

"Dry!"

He downed a glass of wine in one gulp.

However, just as Wang Jin was getting carried away with his triumph, he suddenly felt a metallic taste in his throat.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Wang Jin coughed violently.

He covered his mouth, feeling something welling up inside him.

When I opened my palm, a pool of dark blood was visible, a shocking sight under the lamplight.

"This...this is..."

Wang Jin's mind went blank; he had no idea what was happening.

Just then, the fawning smile on the face of Li Gui, his "good brother" beside him, suddenly disappeared, replaced by a ferocious greed.

Li Gui pulled a dagger from his pocket and stabbed it fiercely into Wang Jin's heart.

"Pfft!"

Wang Jin froze, looked down in disbelief at the dagger in his chest, then slowly raised his head to look at Li Gui.

He couldn't understand why until his death.

Why would your most trusted brother turn on you for a credit that you haven't even gotten yet?

Li Gui drew his dagger, letting Wang Jin's body slide to the ground like a lump of mud.

He looked into Wang Jin's unseeing eyes and muttered to himself.

"Don't blame me, Brother Wang. People die for money, birds die for food, after all."

"Brother Wang, you're already so old, and you're even lame. What's the use of all those achievements? Why not just give me my blessing?"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely burn extra paper money for you during holidays and festivals."

"No, I'll burn a few paper doll girls for you to keep you company in the afterlife, I guarantee they'll be top-tier!"

After saying that, Li Gui shouted outside.

"Someone come here!"

A bodyguard rushed in.

When he saw Wang Jin lying in a pool of blood in the center of the hall, he was completely terrified.

"General! There's an assassin!?"

The guards panicked and drew their swords.

"assassin?"

Li Gui snorted coldly and walked over.

He slowly and meticulously wiped the still-dripping blood dagger back and forth on the guard's breastplate, slowly cleaning away the bloodstains.

You've misjudged.

As Li Gui wiped, he glanced up at the personal guard who was now pale with fright.

"General Wang was old and had just drunk too much. He accidentally... drank himself to death."

"But...but..."

The guard's gaze involuntarily drifted to the still-bleeding hole in Wang Jin's chest, and he stammered.

"Um?"

Li Gui stopped what he was doing; the tip of the dagger was now resting on the soldier's chest.

"Is there a problem with what I said?"

The cold metallic touch and the emotionless question brought the guards back to their senses instantly.

He fell to his knees with a thud, his head hitting the floor with a loud thud.

"No...no problem! I misread it! General Wang died from drinking too much!"

"That's right."

Li Gui put away the dagger with satisfaction and tucked it into his pocket.

He gave the order:

"Go and write a letter to the King of the North immediately."

"Tell them that Wu Zhong's army was completely annihilated, and Lin Mo's army was at the city gates. It was I, Li Gui, who personally led the garrison of Iron Wall Pass to resist to the death, and finally used a strategy to force Lin Mo to retreat!"

After saying that, he repeated it again and whispered it in the guard's ear.

"Remember, it was me, Li Gui, who forced Lin Mo to retreat. Understand?"

"Understood! I understand! I understand!"

"very good."

Li Gui patted him on the shoulder.

"Go on, and write your handwriting neatly, don't embarrass me. Once I get the credit, you'll get your share."

He himself was illiterate, so he had to rely on his subordinates to write letters.

Upon hearing this, the guard felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled out of the room, shouting all the while.

"Thank you, General! Thank you for your promotion!"

After dealing with all of this, Li Gui let out a long sigh of relief.

He walked to Wang Jin's corpse, kicked the still-warm body away, and then sat down in the chair that belonged to the commander with an air of superiority.

Then he tore off a large piece of meat with crispy skin from the remaining lamb skeleton, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heartily.

Cool!

So cool!

He could almost see himself wearing general's armor, surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying a life of luxury and wealth.

However, at that moment...

A cheerful voice suddenly rang out at the entrance of the hall.

"Killing your brother for such a small achievement? Dude, you're a real scoundrel."

The mutton in Li Gui's mouth suddenly lost its aroma.

He suddenly looked up and stared at the doorway.

A young man dressed in black was leaning against the door frame, smiling at him.