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

Inside the main hall of Zhenbei Prefecture, the singing and dancing suddenly stopped, and the air froze like a stagnant pool.

All the dancers and servants were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, not daring to even breathe.

Yuwen Biao's obese body was half-sunken in the golden nanmu chair, his face ashen.

"Say it again, you son of a bitch, Iron Wall Pass... is gone?"

He looked at the people his men brought in, his voice almost forced out of his throat.

The deserter who escaped from Tiebi Pass was covered in blood and knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Your Highness... I dare not lie, fifty thousand... fifty thousand troops... were... were completely annihilated by that Lin Mo..."

"General Wu... went mad... was... killed by Elder Zhao... and then Elder Zhao... was also... killed by Lin Mo..."

"Their military formations can move... can change shape..."

"That Lin Mo can summon heavenly lightning... and he also knows sorcery... those houses at Iron Wall Pass disappeared in a flash of light..."

The deserter's words became incoherent, his eyes filled with despair at death and fear of Lin Mo.

Yuwen Biao sat grimly in the main seat, listening to this incoherent nonsense, his anger gradually replaced by a sense of absurdity.

Wu Zhong is dead?

A boy not yet twenty years old conquered the Iron Wall Pass in one night, and an army of 50,000 was wiped out.

This bastard, does he think I'm a fool?!

"nonsense!"

Yuwen Biao slammed his hand on the armrest, creating a deafening bang.

"Guards! Drag this madman who's spreading heresy out of the public and chop him up!"

At a command, two armored guards immediately stepped forward and lifted the deserter off the ground.

When the deserter heard that he was to be killed, his survival instinct instantly brought him back to his senses.

"Your Highness, spare me! Your Highness! Everything I said is true! Everything I said is true!"

He had thought that the Prince of Zhenbei would reward him for delivering this crucial message.

But unexpectedly, it brought about his death.

The deserter knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, his forehead hitting the bluestone floor tiles with a dull "thump".

But Yuwen Biao was too lazy to even look at him again, and just waved his hand impatiently.

Two armored soldiers immediately grabbed the deserter and dragged him out of the hall.

"Your Highness! What I'm saying is true! It's all true! That Lin Mo really is a monster! If you don't believe me, disaster is about to befall you!"

The desperate screams of the deserters gradually faded into the distance until they disappeared completely.

Yuwen Biao gripped the jade ball tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white. He couldn't believe this sudden and devastating news.

Iron Wall Pass was the gateway to his Zhenbei Prefecture, guarding a vital strategic pass. Without Iron Wall Pass, the entire northern border would be rendered useless!

Yuwen Biao turned his head to look at a man standing beside the hall and spoke in a deep voice.

"Mr. Guo, what's your opinion on this matter?"

The man was a slender middle-aged scholar with a goatee and eyes that were always half-closed, revealing shrewdness and calculation.

This man is Guo Feng, the chief secretary of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion and Yuwen Biao's most trusted confidant.

Upon hearing this, Guo Feng slowly stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and then bowed in response.

"Your Highness, this matter does indeed seem strange. However..."

He paused, raised his head, and a calculating glint flashed in his small eyes.

"Whether this is true or false, we might as well turn the tables and kill two birds with one stone."

"Oh?"

Yuwen Biao's interest was piqued.

"What opportunity? Tell me, and if you answer well, I will reward you handsomely!"

A sinister smile crept across Guo Feng's lips as he leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Your Highness, no matter what happened at Iron Wall Pass, or who Lin Mo is, we can exaggerate the matter."

"Just say that Lin Mo colluded with the barbarians and intended to rebel."

"This bandit is powerful and urgently needs the court to allocate military funds and provisions to suppress him. In this way, we can not only obtain the court's support, but also solidify Lin Mo's reputation as a traitor."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Biao's facial muscles twitched a few times, revealing a greedy smile.

Military pay!

What he loves most is military pay!

Those stingy old men in the capital, who usually try to stretch every penny in half, now have another excuse to fleece you!

"That's just one aspect."

Guo Feng took another half step forward, his eyes even colder.

"Secondly, Your Highness, haven't you been having a lot of trouble with that Chu Wenshan? Perhaps, this is a good opportunity to..."

Yuwen Biao understood instantly, and he narrowed his eyes:

"You mean... send Chu Wenshan to quell the rebellion?"

"Your Highness is wise!"

Guo Feng quickly offered a compliment.

"However, Chu Wenshan doesn't need to go personally; the important thing is his Mountain-Shaking Army."

"For so many years, Chu Wenshan's 30,000-strong Mountain-Shaking Army has been stationed in a camp outside the city."

"Nominally under the prince's command, but in reality only taking orders from him; they're practically a thorn in the side of the north!"

"I believe this is an opportunity to issue a royal decree ordering him to send troops to 'suppress the rebellion'!"

"The Mountain-Shaking Army has a total of 30,000 men. Tell him to send out 20,000 of his main force! Say that the rebels are too powerful and only the Mountain-Shaking Army can defeat them!"

"Once those 20,000 Mountain-Shaking Army soldiers leave, the Wolongpo camp will be empty. We'll frame him for colluding with the rebels, and send our Zhenbei Army to raze Wolongpo to the ground in one fell swoop. First, we'll kill that old dog Chu Wenshan!"

"As for the 20,000 Mountain-Shaking Army that were sent out, without their commander, they became like rootless duckweed."

"When they return to the walls of Zhenbei City exhausted, facing our 200,000-strong army, won't they be at your mercy, Your Highness?"

With each word Guo Feng spoke, the light in Yuwen Biao's eyes shone brighter.

After he finished speaking, the hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

A terrifying light burst forth from Yuwen Biao's slit-like eyes.

The thorn in his heart, the poisonous thorn that had been stuck in his heart for so many years, finally had a way to be removed!

"Good! Good! Good!"

Yuwen Biao slapped his thigh hard, his bulky body trembling with excitement.

"What a brilliant move, killing two birds with one stone! No, it's killing two eagles with one arrow!"

He grabbed Guo Feng's shoulder with such force that he almost crushed the other's bones.

"That's what we'll do!"

Once Chu Wenshan is eliminated and the Mountain-Shaking Army is absorbed, the entire Northern Territory, tens of millions of people, and billions of wealth will all belong to Yuwen Biao alone!

At that time, he will be the only king in the North!

Hahahahahaha!

Yuwen Biao felt increasingly pleased with himself and couldn't help but laugh wildly, looking up at the sky.

"Go and do it right away!"

"On the one hand, immediately write a memorial to those old fogies in the capital!"

"Just say that Lin Mo colluded with a barbarian army of 100,000, demanding more supplies! If they don't pay, I'll let the barbarians into the pass!"

"on the other hand!"

A sinister smile appeared on Yuwen Biao's face.

"Send someone with my royal seal to Wolongpo to deliver this order!"

"With the Iron Wall Pass rebellion and the barbarians stirring on the northern front, our main force of the Zhenbei Army is required to defend the capital and cannot spare any troops. The crucial task of suppressing the Iron Wall Pass rebellion can only be entrusted to him!"

"Hmph, isn't that old man supposed to be the most patriotic and concerned about the people?"

"The people of Tiebi Pass are currently suffering terribly. How can Chu Wenshan not go to their aid?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Yuwen Biao laughed even more maniacally.

If this plan succeeds, the North will be unified!

He seemed to already see the day he would ascend to the throne and rule the world!

In high spirits, Yuwen Biao waved his fat hand.

"Go! Find me a few clean young girls!"

"I'm in a good mood today, I'm going to treat them to a life of luxury! Hahahaha!"

Guo Feng bowed deeply, a humble smile on his face.

"Yes, ma'am."