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

Chu Tiankuo did not fall.

Dozens of spears pierced him from all directions, completely penetrating him.

His body was pinned to the spot by the spear, but his feet remained in a forward-leaning posture.

Those wide-open eyes reflected the blazing firelight; they never closed until death.

The wind in Wolongpo howled.

The final shouts of battle gradually subsided.

Under the night sky, the Mountain-Shaking Army is no more.

Yuwen Biao stood up from the grand chair on the high platform, a hearty smile on his fat face.

He slowly walked down the platform, stepping over the corpses and muddy blood, and came to the nailed Chu Tiankuo.

"Pooh."

Yuwen Biao spat a mouthful of phlegm onto Chu Tiankuo's face.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

He kicked Chu Tiankuo's corpse, the spear swayed, but the corpse still did not fall.

Yuwen Biao waved his hand in disgust and ordered his personal guards, "Cut it off."

The guards swiftly brought down their blades, and Chu Tiankuo's head rolled to the ground.

Yuwen Biao didn't even bother to glance at it, and casually pointed:

"Cut off that old dog Chu Wenshan's head too, and hang both of them at the camp gate."

"Let everyone see what happens when you oppose me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Furthermore, immediately draft a notice and post it throughout the entire Northern Territory!"

Yuwen Biao became interested and began pacing back and forth while reciting the content.

"Just write it like this..."

"The commander-in-chief of the Shaking Mountain Army, Chu Wenshan, and his son, Chu Tiankuo, harbor treacherous intentions and have secretly colluded with Lin Mo, a traitor from Iron Wall Pass, with the aim of overthrowing the Northern Border. The evidence is conclusive."

"I personally led a large army to quell the rebellion, and have executed these two traitors and their 30,000 rebel soldiers on the spot as a warning to others!"

He stopped, a lewd smile spreading across his face.

"Furthermore, his daughter Chu Mengyao, and Meng Hu, a remnant of the Shaking Mountain Army, resisted stubbornly and fled in fear of punishment."

"These two are serious traitors, and everyone has the right to kill them."

"Anyone providing clues will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver! Anyone who can take Meng Hu's head will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver and promoted three ranks!"

"As for Chu Mengyao..."

Yuwen Biao licked his thick lips and emphasized his tone.

"She must be captured alive for me! Whoever can capture this woman alive and present her to me will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold!"

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinate accepted the order and hurriedly left.

Yuwen Biao surveyed the bloody slaughterhouse with a satisfied look.

The thorn that had been stuck in his heart for so many years was finally pulled out.

From then on, the northern border became the domain of the Yuwen family!

Oh, no, there's still Lin Mo from Iron Wall Pass left.

Yuwen Biao snorted.

A greenhorn who appeared out of nowhere is nothing to be afraid of.

Once the Zhenbei Army had finished resting, they went to Tiebi Pass and took his head.

As for Chu Mengyao...

Ha ha.

Yuwen Biao's lips curled into a grin, his slit-like eyes filled with a lewd light.

Just thinking about that woman's stunning beauty, her figure, and her temperament made Yuwen Biao feel a surge of lust rising from his lower abdomen to his head.

Once I catch her, I'll make sure she's under me and experiences what true "law" really means!

……

When Zhang Laosi arrived at Wolongpo, it was already late at night on the second day.

His warhorse was too weak to run anymore and was moving only by sheer willpower.

He felt like his body was about to fall apart, but when he saw the familiar firelight in the distance, he felt a sudden sense of relief.

finally reached.

The young lady's orders must be delivered to the young general immediately.

However, as he got closer, the joy in his heart quickly cooled and turned into an ominous premonition.

not right...

The flags fluttering above the tents were not the black mountain-patterned flags of the Mountain-Shaking Army, but the red animal-head flags of the Northern Garrison Army!

Old Zhang suddenly reined in his horse, which rolled over and into the roadside bushes.

Ignoring the cuts on his hands from the rubble, he held his breath and quietly made his way towards a sloping hill overlooking the entire camp.

When he parted the last bush and saw the camp clearly, he was struck dumb.

Dead body.

The ground was littered with the corpses of the Mountain-Shaking Army.

The once neat camp has been transformed into a battlefield, with blood flowing into streams that have soaked the black earth into a muddy mess.

The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army were dragging the corpses of the Hanshan Army soldiers together like livestock, preparing to burn them.

Thirty thousand... thirty thousand brothers...

Zhang Laosi's mind went blank with a buzzing sound.

His gaze drifted blankly to the entrance of the camp, where two tall flagpoles stood.

What's hanging on the flagpole isn't a flag.

There are two heads.

With half-white hair and beard, he was General Chu Wenshan, who had devoted his life to the northern frontier.

With one angry eye wide open, it was General Chu Tiankuo, who had just inherited his father's will.

"Hmm..."

A mournful cry, inhuman and agonizing, escaped Zhang Laosi's throat.

He covered his mouth tightly, using all his strength to keep himself from screaming.

Bleeding from biting his teeth, a strong, metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

Why?!

They're all comrades protecting the North, why are they killing each other?!

Zhang Laosi didn't understand.

He didn't understand why the Mountain Shaking Army, who had used their bodies to block the barbarian cavalry on the icy river, had died at the hands of their own people.

He couldn't understand why the old general, who had been loyal to the emperor and loved his country his whole life, couldn't even have a complete body left after his death.

He thought of his comrades who died in battle, of their dying words of "May Great Xia be victorious!", and of the northern border they defended with their lives.

All of this has become a joke.

What a huge joke!

Years of loyalty, years of protection, years of blood and fire, all were crushed to dust at this moment.

That humiliation that had been suffocating in his chest for over a decade, that resentment at being forgotten by the court and suppressed by his colleagues.

The moment they saw those two heads, it all exploded!

Just then, two soldiers from the Northern Army walked toward the bushes where he was hiding, complaining as they went.

"Damn it, what a rotten jinx!"

"Those stubborn soldiers from the Mountain-Shaking Army, they just had to go against the Prince, forcing us to collect corpses all night!"

"Absolutely! A bunch of idiots, do they really think they're the guardians of the North?"

"Dynasties have changed, brother. Now the Northern Frontier belongs to the Yuwen family!"

"They gave us a way out but refused to take it, insisting on courting death. Isn't that incredibly stupid?"

"Exactly! They keep spouting about loyalty to the emperor and patriotism all the time, but that old emperor in the capital is practically dead from cultivating immortality himself. What do they care about our lives?"

"These people are like rocks in a latrine, stinking and stubborn!"

The two men walked to the bushes where Zhang Laosi was hiding, stopped there, and loosened their belts.

"Stop talking, go take a piss and go back to sleep."

"We still have to go and take down that woman Chu Mengyao tomorrow. She's as beautiful as an angel. If I could have some fun with her... hahahaha...!"

Because of the dim light, the two of them didn't see Zhang Laosi lying in the grass at their feet.

slam-la-

The lewd laughter, accompanied by the pungent liquid, poured over Zhang Laosi's head and streamed down his weathered face.

Old Zhang gripped the soil tightly, his fingernails cracking and bleeding.

humiliation.

The ultimate humiliation.

Is such a Great Xia Dynasty still worth risking one's life to protect?

Zhang Laosi's lifelong belief in loyalty and bravery, and his lifelong dedication to protecting the northern border, were utterly shattered at this moment.

A surge of heat suddenly rushed to his head.

He couldn't take it any longer.

rub--!

"You fucking animals!!"