The Prodigal Son

The six thousand elite cavalry that Fang Junji allocated to Qin Yu were quite good.

Half of these 6,000 men had served in battle.

Even those who had never been on the battlefield were elite soldiers selected through a rigorous screening process.

That evening, Qin Yu was summoned again by Fang Junji to discuss the follow-up plans.

They discussed the matter until nearly midnight before finalizing the battle plan.

But this is just their plan.

Whether you'll be fooled if you drive on a yellow light is anyone's guess.

If they can't get away with using the yellow light, their plans will have to be adjusted.

Even Qin Yu's previous plans might be overturned.

The next morning, Qin Yu was on duty on time. After having a decent breakfast with everyone, Yu Jing arrived with his dozens of guards to join them.

Just as they were about to set off, Zeng Guan and an old man approached them again.

The old man's coarse cloth clothes had faded from washing. Although he looked old, his figure was not hunched. On his back, which was as straight as an ancient pine tree, he carried a black knife.

His face was somewhat gaunt, with deep wrinkles, sunken eye sockets, and cloudy yet icy eyes.

He merely raised his eyes slightly, and it was as if a thousand troops were charging forward, their killing intent solid and unyielding, making people panic and dare not meet his gaze.

Ninghuang!

This was the first time Qin Yu had met Ning Huang.

But he immediately recognized that the person was Ning Huang.

This is a butcher whom even the old man who has killed countless enemies in his life calls a killing machine!

Qin Yu was horrified.

I wonder how many people this person has killed to possess such a terrifying killing intent.

Qin Yu swallowed hard, trying to calm himself, and quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully: "Young Qin Yu greets Senior Ning."

"Young Yu Jing greets Senior Ning!"

Yu Jing showed no airs of a crown prince and bowed respectfully.

Upon seeing this, the others followed suit and bowed.

"Um."

Ning Huang merely glanced at Qin Yu and Yu Jing indifferently, without saying anything more.

I don't know if he's just too lazy to talk much, or if he's naturally a man of few words.

Zeng Guan chimed in, "Senior Ning and I will accompany you."

They have already discussed it.

Although his adoptive father, Zhao Po, was not a general, he was, after all, someone who came from Emperor Xiaowu's side, and his strategic vision was unmatched by ordinary people.

He stayed by Fang Junji's side so that he could protect Fang Junji and also give Fang Junji some advice at crucial moments.

Ning Huang and he followed Qin Yu into enemy territory, turning the enemy's rear into chaos!

This is something Ning Huang enjoys and excels at. He is skilled at tracking and spying, and hopes to find opportunities for breakthroughs through killing.

"That's wonderful! With Senior Ning here, we're like a tiger with wings!"

Qin Yu was overjoyed, but immediately changed the subject, "However, I also have a request that I need to explain to you both beforehand to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings!"

"Require?"

Zeng Guan asked curiously, "What are the requirements?"

Ning Huang slightly raised his eyes, seemingly showing a bit of interest as well.

Qin Yu's smile faded, and he glanced at Yu Jing out of the corner of his eye. He said in a deep voice, "Off the battlefield, Senior Ning and you are both my seniors, and I will listen attentively to any advice you may have! However, on the battlefield, everyone, including you, must obey me unconditionally!"

Once the guns start firing, the whole regiment has to listen to me!

This is the principle that Li Yunlong taught him.

Upon hearing Qin Yu's words, Yu Jing immediately frowned.

He understood perfectly well that Qin Yu's words were meant for Ning Huang and Zeng Guan, but also for himself!

Before Yu Jing could speak, Ning Huang calmly said, "Okay!"

As Ning Huang spoke, Yu Jing's words instantly caught in his throat.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Jing swallowed his words and instead smiled and said, "Senior Ning is right."

Even Ning Huang, that old killer, has no objections, so what can he say?

"Thank you very much, Senior Ning!"

Qin Yu smiled inwardly, immediately mounted his horse, and shouted, "The entire army, march!"

At Qin Yu's command, nine thousand troops immediately began to march out of the camp.

Zhou Jishan followed closely beside Yu Jing, frowning as he said, "Your Highness, Qin Yu is really disregarding you..."

"Alright!"

Yu Jing raised his hand to stop Zhou Jishan, "When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head! Right now, we need Da Ning's help, so we need to know our place!"

"If Qin Yu can truly stir up trouble and completely disrupt Huang Dengxing's plans, what harm is there in us listening to him?"

"Remember this: what I need most right now is not for them to treat me like royalty, but for them to help me quell the rebellion and reclaim my kingdom!"

Zhou Jishan was unhappy, and so was he.

But now is not the time for him to act like a prince!

What use is the title of crown prince?

If he can't reclaim the country, he's nothing but a stray dog!

"I understand!"

Zhou Jishan lowered his head and said no more.

That's it!

Even the Crown Prince has said so, so let's just bear with it for now!

The Crown Prince is right. What is a moment's anger compared to the importance of the country?

On the other side, Nan Que'er rode alongside Qin Yu and asked in a low voice, "That person must have killed a lot of people, right?"

"Um."

Qin Yu nodded gently and then began to tell her the legends about Ninghuang.

Legend has it that Ning Huang once single-handedly slaughtered an entire city.

Legend has it that Ning Huang once single-handedly pursued and killed tens of thousands of enemy soldiers, taking three days to slaughter them all.

Legend has it that Ning Huang used over a hundred swords during the battle, but they were all dulled by his attacks. Later, Emperor Xiaowu ordered the collection of black iron from all over the world and commissioned skilled craftsmen to forge a sword for three months. He even used his own blood to draw upon the sword and forged a battle sword called "Duan Yue" for Ning Huang.

Qin Yu had heard many legends about Ning Huang.

He had no idea whether these legends were true or false.

But all the legends related to Ninghuang are filled with bloodshed.

Tuoba Liuyun became famous largely because he repeatedly broke the records of ninth-level masters and grandmasters.

Ning Huang became famous entirely because of his bloodthirsty nature.

In terms of the number of people killed, Ning Huang probably surpasses Tuoba Liuyun.

Hearing Qin Yu's story, Nan Que'er's face changed color, and she whispered a reminder to Qin Yu: "Then you'd better restrain yourself in front of him! With your temper, you're likely to offend people."

"fine."

Qin Yu smiled dismissively, "To him, I'm just a nobody. As long as I don't deliberately offend him, he doesn't need to bother with me."

"Just take it easy!"

Nan Que'er rolled her eyes at him, "He's so powerful, if he wanted to beat you up, no one could help him."

"Uh-huh."

Qin Yu nodded casually. "Just watch! I'll definitely surpass him in the future!"

Just as the two were talking, Ning Huang suddenly turned around.

A gaze as sharp as thunder suddenly shot towards Qin Yu.

Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly grinned at Ning Huang, but his heart was filled with shock once again.

No way?

Even from so far away, and surrounded by the sound of horses' hooves, he could still hear himself and Nan Que'er talking.

That's a bit too much, isn't it?