Dream of the Red Chamber: After being exiled, I went on a killing spree in Liaodong.

This means that Wu Sheng is about to become the commander-in-chief of 50,000 soldiers!

Even if I die on the battlefield tomorrow, my life will have been worthwhile!

Just then, a soldier came running up, panting heavily:

"My lord! Lord Niu and his men are blocking the camp gate, demanding an audience!"

Jia Yi frowned.

Uncle? What brings him here?

Could it be... that someone is going to make a move against him?

"Walk!"

He took a step forward, his robes fluttering, his steps sharp and decisive, heading straight for the gate.

Outside the camp, Niu Jizong was grabbing his son Niu Dahao by the ear and cursing him loudly:

"You scoundrel! You dared to flirt with the maid this morning? Look at Yi-ge'er, he's a year younger than you, and he's the dignified Marquis of Zhongyong!"

"I've thrown all pretense of decency to bring you here to join the army! If you dare throw another tantrum, I'll personally throw you into the training ground to be fed with knives!"

Upon hearing this, the other noble families were all restless—

At this critical juncture, who wouldn't want to board this rising warship?

He immediately led his troublesome young men back to the Loyal and Brave Camp in a grand procession.

Niu Jizong, his face dark as if he had just been dug out of a coal mine, led a group of arrogant teenagers in.

"Uncle, what's wrong... is there something urgent?"

Jia Yi came out to greet them, his gaze sweeping over them before his brows furrowed slightly.

What's with that group of richly dressed, slovenly young men behind me? Are they here to join the army or just stroll around the park?

"Brother Yi..." Niu Jizong coughed twice, his face full of embarrassment, "There's something I'd like to ask you for a favor."

For a dignified Duke to humbly ask a junior for a favor, he felt ashamed as he said it, wishing he could bury his face in his belt.

"Uncle, why are we being so polite?" Jia Yi smiled. "Just say what you have to say!"

His gaze swept over the group of teenagers, and he already knew perfectly well that the offspring of the Four Kings and Eight Dukes lineage could no longer sit still.

"Since you've brought it up, I won't beat around the bush." ​​Niu Jizong sighed. "This is my son, Niu Dahao. The rest of you are all direct descendants of our lineage."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "I want them to follow you, to gain experience under your command... even if they're just ordinary soldiers."

He was genuinely scared.

When their generation passes away, the only person left in the entire court who can truly uphold its dignity is probably this young man.

"It's nothing," Jia Yi laughed heartily. "It's just a word from Uncle, why be so formal?"

"Good, good, good!" Niu Jizong breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and kicked his son in the backside. "Did you hear that? From today onwards, you're all under the Marquis's command! Anyone who dares to throw a tantrum, I'll break their legs!"

He swept his sharp gaze across the crowd, gave a cold warning, and then bowed and took his leave.

The moment the person left, the air instantly changed its smell.

The group of young masters immediately revealed their true colors, each holding their heads high and strutting about with their noses in the air.

"Jia Yi, we're just here to go through the motions. Don't expect us to actually follow your orders."

"Exactly! Aren't we all legitimate sons? We could live a life of luxury without lifting a finger!"

"Ha, you really think you're so great? You're just a fool..."

Before he could finish speaking, Niu Dahao gasped sharply.

He stared at everyone and looked around – "Are you all out of your minds?"

The father and son of Prince Zhongshun are still locked up in the mansion and unable to move, all because they offended this ancestor!

That day, you were still in the brothel embracing the courtesan until the sun was high in the sky, while she had already beaten the prince to his knees and begged for mercy!

Niu Dahao silently took three steps back, distancing himself from this group of reckless fools.

In case blood splatters everywhere later, I hope it doesn't get all over him.

Wu was trembling with anger, ready to roll up his sleeves and start yelling, but then he caught a glimpse of the smile on Jia Yi's face—

They froze instantly.

That smile was so cold, like a frost knife in the twelfth lunar month, silently slicing through the throat.

Just as the group of spoiled brats were still chattering and shouting, the wind suddenly stopped.

The next moment—

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The crisp, loud slaps rang out in quick succession, almost overlapping each other.

Jia Yi made a move.

Eight thunderous slaps resounded, each person receiving two solid slaps to the face. The force was so great that the person spun around on the spot before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Screams of agony, each person clutching their face, echoed throughout the room; their faces were swollen like steamed buns.

"Phew... thank goodness..." Niu Dahao patted his chest, panting, almost pissing himself in fright.

"Wu Sheng," Jia Yi said calmly, flicking his sleeves, "arrange for these 'young masters' to be trained properly."

He paused, then pointed to Niu Dahao huddled in the corner: "He can't be left behind either."

"Huh?" Niu Dahao's eyes reddened with grievance. "I didn't say anything, Lord Marquis!"

"Yes, Lord Marquis." Wu Sheng grinned, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

Dare to insult your master? Then give him a good dressing down!

……

After making the arrangements, Jia Yi mounted his horse, his personal guards lined up, and they prepared to return to Rongguo Mansion.

As night deepened, the mountain path wound its way through the landscape.

Deep within the dense forest, on the only path ahead, thousands of dark figures lurked silently, exuding a murderous aura.

"Sir, the trap has been set," a leader in black reported in a low voice. "Once Jia Yi steps into this place, he will have no chance of escape."

He squinted at the end of the mountain road, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

This battle was a perfect trap, foolproof and foolproof.

"You've offended my lord and his son..." he gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with hatred, "Jia Yi, you're doomed!"

Just then—

The sound of horses' hooves grew closer in the distance.

A tall, slender figure rode in on horseback, his cloak fluttering in the wind, walking under the moonlight.

"They're here," someone whispered.

The black-clad leader's pupils contracted, and he slowly raised his hand—

kill!

The men in black gripped their weapons tightly, their blades gleaming coldly, their killing intent spreading like a tidal wave.

Jia Yi is a seasoned veteran, with nerves sharper than a cheetah.

At that moment, his heart sank—all around him was a restless energy amidst the deathly silence.

There's an ambush! And... the number is staggering!

"An assassin?!"

These two words struck my mind like lightning.

"Holy shit!"

Before he could finish speaking, the horse beneath him suddenly lost its front hooves and collapsed with a crash!

Under their feet was a pit that the men in black had dug beforehand!

The man and his horse crashed directly into the abyss below!

"My lord!!"

The guards' eyes were bloodshot, and they roared in fury.

The next moment—

"kill!!!"

Thousands of men in black, like ghosts unleashed from their cages, rushed out from all directions!

"Protect the Marquis!"

The guards roared and formed a circle, using their flesh and blood to build the last line of defense.

"Fire the arrows—!"

At a single command, a rain of arrows blotted out the sky and obscured the moon!

The sound of something whistling through the air was incessant, and the roar of crossbows could be heard as they fired huge arrows as thick as bowls, as if long spears were tearing through the air!

"puff!"

"Puff puff puff—!"

The valiant guards were instantly pinned to the ground, falling like harvested wheat in swathes.

Blood splattered, staining the muddy ground red.

They didn't die in battle, they were slaughtered! A naked massacre!!

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

Just as Jia Yi jumped out of the pit, the scene before him made his eyes bloodshot and his pupils bulge!

Brothers... are they all gone?