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

Su Ming's eyes narrowed.

Great Zhou Army reconnaissance soldiers?

At this time, at this location...

Could it be such a coincidence?

Just as he was pondering, more than a dozen Northern Barbarian cavalrymen rushed into the courtyard. The leader was wearing black iron armor and had a long sword with a deep blood groove hanging at his waist.

"Miss Liu, the garrison commander asked me to ask you if the goods have been delivered?" The black-armored general dismounted and swept his cold gaze across the courtyard.

His gaze paused noticeably for a moment when it fell on Su Ming.

"Who are you?"

Su Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

This guy has a problem.

"Reporting to you, sir, this is Miss Liu's newly recruited head guard," the bearded man quickly explained.

The black-armored general stared at Su Ming, his eyes growing increasingly suspicious.

"A guard? I feel like I've seen your face on a wanted poster in Jing'an City before..."

The air froze instantly.

Su Ming still had a smile on his face, but his hand had already quietly rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

At this critical moment.

Suddenly, a fierce battle erupted outside the post station!

"Enemy attack—! The Great Zhou army is here!"

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn.

The black-armored general whirled around and roared, "Hold the gate! Don't let them in!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, a murderous glint flashed in Su Ming's eyes.

He suddenly drew his sword and decapitated the nearest northern barbarian sentry with a single stroke.

"Let's do it!"

Scarface and his men sprang into action instantly, drawing their curved swords and charging straight at the Northern Barbarian soldiers who were still unloading cargo.

"There's a mole—!" The bearded man realized, but it was too late.

Su Ming kicked him away and rushed towards Warehouse No. 3.

The warehouse door was kicked open.

The room was filled with grain, ironware, and a dozen or so Han prisoners who were bound hand and foot.

"Brothers of Great Zhou, if you want to live, come with me!" Su Ming tore off the ropes and threw a horizontal sword to the leading prisoner.

The prisoner paused for a moment, then his eyes flashed with a frantic will to survive.

"kill!"

Chaos erupted completely.

Outside the post station, the "Great Zhou Army reconnaissance troops" also stormed in.

The leader was dressed in black, with two swords hanging at his waist, and his movements were as agile as a leopard.

As the person swept past the firelight, Su Ming finally saw the other person's face clearly.

It's a woman.

She wore a half-silver mask, revealing a face that was cold and aloof.

She cleaved a Northern Barbarian cavalryman in two with a single stroke, her gaze sweeping across the courtyard before finally settling on Su Ming, who was currently hacking at someone.

Eyes facing each other.

Su Ming saw the shock and...killing intent in the other person's eyes.

The woman gritted her teeth and spat out three words:

"Su-Ming!"

Su Ming felt a chill run down his spine.

Who the hell is this?

Why do you look like you're going to kill me?

Before he could react, the woman had already charged over the corpses, her twin blades flashing like the wind, aimed straight for his throat!

"What have I ever done to you?" Su Ming roared, parrying with his sword.

"clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

The woman's strength was astonishing, causing Su Ming's hand to go numb.

"You murdered your superior officer without authorization, took command of the troops without permission, and disobeyed military orders. You deserve to die!" The woman spoke each word clearly, her eyes blazing with murderous intent. "Today, I, Murong Yan, will act on behalf of Heaven to uphold justice!"

Murong Yan?

A sudden inspiration struck Su Ming.

The female general mentioned in the outline?

Hold.

This script is wrong!

"clang!"

In the third clash of weapons, Su Ming was knocked back three steps, his hand split open, and blood dripped down the hilt of his sword.

This woman has at least the peak of the eighth rank in cultivation.

"Are you fucking insane?" Su Ming roared. "When the hell did I ever kill Shangguan?"

Murong Yan slashed down with her twin swords crossed: "Enough nonsense! Five days ago at the Blackwater River ferry, you killed Centurion Wang Tieshan with a single arrow. The whole Northern Frontier Army knows about it!"

Su Ming's mind raced.

Blackwater River Ferry? Wang Tieshan?

Wait... The outline mentioned that the original Su Ming shot and killed a centurion who deserted during a battle. What was that man's name again?

"That bastard Wang Tieshan fled with his cronies! According to military law, anyone who deserts in the face of battle deserves to be executed!" Su Ming roared while parrying. "I'm acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"Bullshit!" Murong Yan cleaved the wooden stake beside Su Ming in two with a single stroke. "While Commander Wang may be a coward, his crime doesn't warrant death! You're just trying to steal his military merits and use the opportunity to climb the ranks!"

Su Ming laughed in exasperation.

What kind of logic is that?

"Fine, you say I stole military merits?" Su Ming suddenly sheathed his sword and stepped back, pulling a bloodstained booklet from his robes and throwing it at Murong Yan's feet. "Then open your eyes wide and see what good deeds this Commander Wang has been up to all this time!"

Murong Yan was taken aback and subconsciously lowered her head.

In that very instant.

"collapse--!"

A piercing arrow grazed Murong Yan's cheek, killing the black-armored general who was raising his sword to launch a sneak attack from behind.

The black-armored general's eyes widened, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and he fell straight down.

Murong Yan turned her head sharply and saw that Su Ming had drawn that exaggeratedly large bow at some point.

"General Murong, fighting is fighting, don't get distracted." Su Ming blew on the gunpowder smoke from his bowstring and grinned roguishly, "That guy just tried to chop off your head, I saved your life, how's that going to end?"

Murong Yan's face turned ashen.

She bent down to pick up the ledger and quickly flipped through it.

The ledger was filled with evidence of Wang Tieshan's crimes, including withholding military pay, reselling military funds, and even colluding with the northern barbarians.

The last page reads: "In the Battle of the Blackwater River, Wang Tieshan accepted a bribe of three hundred taels of silver from the Northern Barbarians and deliberately made a command error, resulting in the deaths of thirty-seven soldiers."

Murong Yan's hand trembled slightly.

"Is...is this real?"

"Nonsense." Su Ming mounted his horse and shot down two charging Northern Barbarian cavalrymen with an arrow. "If I wanted to make it up, could I make it up in such detail? That ledger was stolen from that bastard Liu Tao, and half of the list of spoils on it is related to the garrison."

Murong Yan bit her lip, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She remembered the order from her superiors before she set off, instructing her to keep a close eye on Su Ming.

It seems that some people are not afraid of Su Ming disobeying military orders, but rather that he will come back alive.

"I misunderstood you." Murong Yan took a deep breath and sheathed her twin swords. "But this isn't the time to talk about that. The main force of the Northern Barbarians will arrive soon; we must retreat immediately!"

"Withdraw?" Su Ming narrowed his eyes, looking at the approaching firelight outside the post station. "Since we're already here, wouldn't it be unfair to the garrison commander if we didn't take something back?"

Murong Yan was stunned: "Are you crazy? That's the Black Mountain Cavalry Regiment of the Northern Barbarians, at least five hundred men!"

"What about five hundred men?" Su Ming untied a huge leather bag from his horse and threw it to Scarface. "I have five hundred arrows."

He turned to look at the chaotic crowd and roared, "Everyone, listen up! Abandon the post station and retreat to Warehouse Number Three! Block the door!"

Without saying a word, Scarface and his men dragged several Northern Barbarian prisoners toward the warehouse.

Although Murong Yan's scout team was puzzled, they withdrew as well, seeing that their general did not object.

Su Ming was the last to enter the warehouse.