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

As he retreated, he took out more than a dozen oil paper packets from his storage space and threw them around the yard.

"What are you doing?" Murong Yan frowned.

"Let's set off fireworks." Su Ming grinned.

"boom--!!!"

The gates of the post station were smashed open, and hundreds of northern barbarian cavalrymen poured in like a tide.

The leader was a burly man nearly two meters tall, shirtless, with a wolf head tattooed on his back.

"Temujin, the deputy commander of the Black Mountain Cavalry under the Red Wolf King, is here!" The burly man raised his spiked club and grinned maliciously. "I heard some rats from the Great Zhou have infiltrated? Drag them all out!"

The voice just fell.

The oil paper packages in the yard suddenly burst open.

It's not gunpowder, but a special chili powder produced in this space, mixed with some kind of pungent herb.

"Ah—! My eyes! My eyes!"

"Cough cough cough... What the hell is this thing?!"

In an instant, the entire courtyard transformed into a living hell.

Hundreds of northern barbarian cavalrymen rolled on the ground, covering their eyes, their warhorses neighing in fright, creating a scene of utter chaos.

Inside the warehouse.

Murong Yan saw this scene through the crack in the door and was completely dumbfounded.

"This...this actually works?"

"All's fair in war." Su Ming climbed onto the observation hole at the top of the warehouse, set up the Great Archer Bow, and said, "General Murong, could you please count how many I can shoot today?"

"collapse!"

The first arrow.

Temujin's adjutant's head was blown off.

"collapse!"

The second arrow.

A Northern Barbarian squad leader, who was trying to organize a counterattack, had his throat pierced.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Su Ming entered a mysterious state.

The Great Archer Bow in his hand seemed to be one with him; with each draw of the string, the Dragon-Tiger Primordial Technique within his body would circulate once.

The arrow was imbued with a faint layer of true energy the moment it left the bowstring.

Those arrows were no longer simple physical attacks, but deadly weapons capable of piercing through armor and shattering spirits.

"Thirty-two... thirty-three..." Murong Yan counted mechanically, her voice trembling more and more.

She has seen many sharpshooters.

But someone like Su Ming, who can maintain a 100% hit rate in the chaos of the battlefield and whose every arrow is a precise headshot, is unheard of.

Is this even human?

"roar--!"

Temujin finally realized what was happening. He wiped the chili powder off his face and stared at the top of the warehouse with bloodshot eyes.

"An eighth-rank martial artist!"

Temujin stomped his foot, launching himself into the air like a cannonball, his spiked club whistling through the air as it hurtled towards Su Ming.

"Well done!"

Instead of retreating, Su Ming advanced. The moment he released the bowstring, he leaped out of the observation hole and drew his sword in mid-air.

"clang--!"

The knife clashed with the spiked club, sparks flying everywhere.

Su Ming was thrown backward by the shock, but he forcibly twisted his body in mid-air and deflected the arrow.

"puff!"

Temujin's left shoulder was pierced, and blood gushed out.

"Boy, you've successfully angered me!" Temujin roared, unleashing a burst of yellow qi from his body.

Mid-stage Rank 8!

Su Ming landed and licked his lips.

"Scarface, bring out all those truckloads of iron and block the hospital entrance!"

"yes!"

The heavy iron carts were pushed, completely blocking the only exit of the post station.

Temujin sneered: "A cornered beast's struggle? You think you can win like that..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Su Ming pull a tinderbox out of his pocket.

"I forgot to tell you, I buried thirty pounds of gunpowder under those truckloads of iron." Su Ming smiled innocently. "I took it from your own warehouse. Thanks for the treat."

Temujin's expression changed drastically: "You..."

"goodbye."

Su Ming turned and ran, grabbing Murong Yan's wrist and dragging her directly into the cellar deep inside the warehouse.

"Everyone, cover your ears!"

"Boom—!!!"

A deafening explosion rang out.

The entire post station was instantly engulfed in flames.

The shockwave ripped off the warehouse roof, and countless pieces of gravel and wood chips poured down like a torrential rain.

Inside the cellar, everyone was stunned and disoriented by the shock.

After the explosion subsided, Su Ming pushed aside the wooden planks that had been pressing down on him and crawled out, covered in dust and dirt.

Outside, it was already a scene of ruins.

Of the hundreds of northern barbarian cavalrymen, at least half were killed or wounded.

Temujin lay in a pool of blood, his chest caved in, barely clinging to life.

Su Ming walked over and stepped on his face.

"Give me a message to the Red Wolf King." Su Ming leaned down, his smile sinister. "I've taken the intelligence on Black Mountain Pass. If he's not satisfied, he can come to the Jing'an Army camp to find me himself."

After saying that, he added insult to injury.

[Ding! You have defeated Temujin, a mid-stage Rank 8 martial artist, and gained 5000 experience points!]

[Current Level: Peak Ninth Rank (9999/10000), only 1 experience point away from breaking through to Eighth Rank!]

[Host's impressive combat record detected, triggering hidden achievement: Overcoming the strong with the weak!]

[Reward: One chance to win a random prize!]

Su Ming's eyes lit up, and he was about to take a look.

Murong Yan's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Su Ming".

Su Ming turned around and saw that Murong Yan's face was covered in ash, but her eyes were brighter than ever before.

"In my life, I, Murong Yan, have the utmost respect for two kinds of people," she said, emphasizing each word. "One is the hero who sacrifices himself for his country, and the other is the war god who can take on a hundred men single-handedly."

"You have both."

"I misunderstood you before. This life is yours from now on."

[Ding! New Bond Character: Murong Yan, Affection +30! Current Affection: 20 (Initial Approval)!]

Su Ming grinned and extended his hand.

"From now on, I hope General Murong will take good care of me."

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, then reached out and grasped his hand firmly.

Just then, Scarface suddenly dug an iron box out of the rubble.

"Boss! Come quick! This is full of maps!"

Su Ming walked over and opened the box.

Inside, there were more than a dozen sheepskin maps neatly arranged, which detailed the troop deployment, food and fodder storage points, and even the attack routes of the Northern Barbarian army at Black Mountain Pass.

The top scroll clearly reads: Southward Expedition Plan – Written by the Red Wolf King.

Su Ming took a deep breath.

Sent.

This isn't a reconnaissance mission; this is wiping out the entire Northern Barbarian stronghold.

"Pack your things, prepare to retreat." Su Ming stuffed the map into his pocket. "The main force of Black Mountain Pass will arrive soon. We have to get out of there before they encircle us."

"Wait a minute." Murong Yan suddenly pointed into the distance. "What's that?"

Everyone looked in the direction she was pointing.

Deep within the ruins, a half-collapsed stone chamber is faintly visible.

The stone chamber door is carved with the same pattern as Su Ming's jade pendant.

Su Ming's heart pounded wildly.

Remains of the previous dynasty?

Just then, the jade pendant in his arms suddenly became hot, and a strange pulling force came from the stone chamber.

[Ding! Spatial core resonance detected!]

[Hidden Dungeon: Remnants of the Former Dynasty is now open!]

[Warning: This instance is of S-rank difficulty. It is recommended that the host reach level 7 before entering!]

Su Ming licked his lips.

S-rank dungeon?

How many good things must be inside?

"Boss, what about us..." Scarface asked tentatively.

Su Ming glanced at the torches that were getting closer and closer in the distance, and then looked at the stone chamber.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat!"

"We will come back to this place."