In this chaotic world of vying for power, I can become stronger by marrying a wife.

The guard leader drew his long sword and roared in Su Ming's direction.

But the next second, his voice stopped abruptly.

Because he saw eleven cavalrymen rushing down the snow-covered hill like an avalanche.

The leader was dressed in tattered leather armor, holding an extravagantly designed giant bow, and riding a warhorse as fast as lightning.

He charged forward while simultaneously drawing his bow.

collapse!collapse!collapse!

With each twang of the bowstring, a Northern Barbarian cavalryman or a caravan guard would fall.

Every arrow hits its mark!

This isn't a cavalry charge; it's death calling out names!

"Stop him! Stop him now!" Lai San was so frightened that he scrambled to crawl under the carriage.

"kill!"

Scarface and ten other "prisoners" followed closely behind.

Although their equipment was rudimentary, they were as energetic as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

Su Ming's sharpshooting skills gave them boundless confidence.

As long as that demon-like man leads the way, they have nothing to fear!

"Pfft!"

Hand in hand.

Su Ming put away the Great Archer Bow, drew his sword from his waist, and with the help of the horse's momentum, cleaved away the curved sword of a Northern Barbarian cavalryman, decapitating him in the process.

Blood gushed out, staining his battle robe red.

"happy!"

Su Ming let out a long roar, his sword flashing as if he were in an empty field.

At this moment, his physical strength at the peak of the ninth rank was fully unleashed, and with the added internal energy of the "Dragon Tiger Primordial Technique," every strike carried immense power.

Those usually fierce Northern Barbarian cavalrymen were like paper in front of him.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The battle is over.

Thirty northern barbarian cavalrymen and twenty caravan guards were all found dead on the spot.

The snow was dyed a glaring scarlet.

Su Ming flicked the blood off his knife and rode his horse to the luxurious carriage.

Scarface and his men were excitedly cleaning up the battlefield, stripping the armor off the dead and taming the panicked warhorses.

"come out."

Su Ming used the tip of his knife to lift the carriage curtain, his tone indifferent.

Inside the carriage, a woman dressed in a fox fur coat and wearing a veil was huddled in a corner, shivering.

Although the face was obscured, the exposed eyes conveyed an innate arrogance and... terror.

"You... which part are you from? I'm from the Liu family of Jing'an City! This shipment is for the garrison commander's office. You dare touch me?" the woman shouted, her voice trembling with fear.

The Liu family?

Su Ming raised an eyebrow.

One of the four major families in Jing'an City, they started out in the medicinal herb business, but who would have thought they were secretly involved in such shady dealings.

"The garrison headquarters?" Su Ming sneered. "That old bastard Liu Cang?"

The woman's pupils constricted sharply: "How dare you! How dare you address the garrison commander by his given name!"

"Snapped!"

Su Ming slapped the woman across the face, sending her crashing into the carriage wall. Her veil slipped off, revealing a refined yet slightly harsh face.

"A prisoner should have the awareness of a prisoner."

Su Ming didn't bother arguing with her and his gaze fell directly on the jade pendant at her waist.

He reached out and ripped it off.

"This thing is mine now."

The woman covered her swollen face, her eyes filled with venom: "That's the key... Give it back! Otherwise, you'll die a horrible death!"

"Activate what?" Su Ming keenly caught the key word.

But he didn't ask any further questions, because the answer would naturally come when this thing was thrown into the space.

Just then, a rustling sound suddenly came from under the car.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm Han Chinese! I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

Lai San crawled out from under the car, covered in dust and dirt, and knelt on the ground, kowtowing frantically.

He dared not look up at the killing god, only feeling that the pair of blood-stained boots had stopped in front of him.

"A law-abiding citizen?"

Su Ming's teasing voice rang out, "Lai San, you've only been away from the village a few days, and you've already forgotten your local accent?"

Lai San froze.

This voice... why does it sound so familiar?

He raised his head tremblingly.

When Lai San saw that young yet cold face, his eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Su...Su Ming?!"

"How is this possible! What are you doing here? Aren't you a poor hunter?"

Lai San's mind was in complete chaos.

How did that poor boy in the village, who only knew how to shoot rabbits and was looked down upon by everyone, transform into a ruthless officer who kills without blinking an eye?

Su Ming squatted down and gently patted Lai San's cheek with the back of his knife, as if he were patting a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"Lai San, you're doing quite well, you're even wearing silk now."

"Grandpa Su...Grandpa Su!" Lai San reacted quickly, immediately putting on a mournful face. "I was forced! They forced me to do it! We're from the same village, please just let me go for the sake of us!"

"From the same hometown?"

Su Ming smiled.

"When you wanted to bully Yue Ru, did you never consider that we were from the same hometown?"

Upon hearing the name "Yueru," Lai San's heart sank.

"Master Su, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I have money! I've saved up a lot of silver over the years, it's all for you! It's all in my pocket!" Lai San frantically reached into his pocket.

Su Ming stood up, his eyes regaining their indifference.

"I'll take the money myself."

"As for your life..."

Su Ming turned around and waved to the scarred man next to him.

"The military law of the Great Zhou Dynasty stipulates that anyone who colludes with the enemy shall be executed immediately."

"Hang his head on the cart shaft, and let the winds of the grasslands blow his black heart away."

"No!!! Su Ming! You'll die a horrible death! The Liu family won't let you get away with this! The garrison commander won't let you get away with this!"

Lai San's desperate roar echoed through the canyon.

"Pfft!"

A flash of light, and the world was quiet.

Su Ming did not turn around.

He held the still-warm jade pendant in his hand, his consciousness sinking into his personal space.

boom!

The moment they made contact, the entire space shook violently as if an earthquake had struck.

The silent fragment flew out instantly and collided violently with the jade pendant in mid-air!

A blinding blue light burst forth.

[Ding! Space core fragment (Earth Character Fragment) detected!]

[Personal space under upgrade...]

[Unlock new feature: Armory!]

Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of wild joy in them.

arsenal?

Looking at the truckloads of pig iron, and then at the ten men behind him who had just seen blood and were filled with murderous intent.

Su Ming licked his lips.

This is hardly a desperate situation.

This is clearly God feeding us!

"Clean the bodies and dress them in their clothes."

Su Ming mounted his horse and looked towards the depths of the canyon, in the direction of Black Mountain Pass.

"Since we're here, let's go big."

"We'll take this batch of goods on behalf of the Northern Barbarians."

Inside the canyon, the smell of blood was mostly dissipated by the cold wind.

Scarface and his men quickly stripped the fur coats and armor off the corpses, and some even excitedly tried on the felt hats of the Northern Barbarian cavalry.

"Boss, these barbarians' scimitars are damn heavy!" A tall, thin man held up a bronze-inlaid scimitar, looking at it with obvious delight.

Su Ming ignored the excitement of the people. He squatted down next to the large cart loaded with pig iron, tapped the iron ingots with his fingers, and made a dull sound.

"Good quality."

Consciousness sinks into space.