Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

Chapter 120 A Life for a Life

Jin Wuji and his two companions arrived at the edge of the pit with torches in hand. Inside the pit lay a fallen fire cannon, and the cart was smashed to pieces.

All three men had ashen faces and stared silently at the fire cannon in the pit.

The snail pulling the cart stuck out its wet tongue and stubbornly licked the muzzle of the cannon.

"The rope, the rope is here."

Several soldiers ran over, panting, jumped into the pit, and tied two-inch-thick hemp ropes to the cannon.

Even with everyone pulling together, the cannon remained completely still.

The mule next to them, disturbed, grunted and growled in dissatisfaction.

"let me."

Tuoba Feng took a step forward, tightened the rope, and slowly exerted force. With the help of the soldiers, the cannon in the ditch slowly moved a little.

Tuoba Feng was covered in sweat, his veins bulging, and he stood firmly in a horse stance.

"good!"

Jin Wuji couldn't help but praise, "General Tuoba is indeed very strong."

Just then, a soldier rushed over: "General, the gunpowder has been soaked with water."

"What's going on? Didn't I tell you to keep a close watch on them?" Lu Botong shouted.

"Look, we had them under control, but suddenly a water ghost appeared, and the brothers barely escaped with their lives."

"I'll go take a look," Jin Wuji said.

"I'll go. You guys prepare the cannons and bomb the slope flat at daybreak." Lu Botong felt a surge of anger in his chest, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

Lu Botong followed the messenger and quickly left.

Li Qingshan was hiding in the bushes, intending to return to the camp.

Suddenly, a lantern's light appeared, and a man in a brocade robe followed behind.

Huh?

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt an itch to touch them.

On Jin Wuji's side, everyone exerted some effort, and it seemed that Tuoba Feng, holding the hemp rope, was about to pull the cannon out of the pit.

However, transporting the artillery to the target location was not easy, and the other two artillery pieces also encountered accidents.

I wonder how things are going with Lu Botong, and whether they can salvage any usable gunpowder.

Just then, the messenger rushed over again, stammering, "General Lu, General Lu has been kidnapped."

"What?!"

Jin Wuji opened his mouth wide, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.

With a loud bang, the rope on Tuoba Feng's shoulder snapped, and the cannon tumbled back into the pit.

Li Qingshan kicked open the door with a bang, threw Lu Botong off his shoulder, and waved his hand, saying, "Tie him up."

Zhou Huwa immediately stepped forward and tied Lu Botong's hands behind his back.

Lu Botong finally came to his senses and saw a human head planted in a pot in the room, a silent boy, and firewood burning in the stove, which made the room glow red.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the King of the North, and when he saw his severed wrists, it was as if he had been burned, and tears immediately rolled down his cheeks.

"Father, you have suffered."

"Botong, how did you get captured too?" the King of the North asked.

"Godfather, I deliberately allowed myself to be captured so I could come in and see you."

Li Qingshan chuckled.

"What are you laughing at? If I hadn't done it on purpose, could you have caught me?"

"I didn't expect you to be so weak," Li Qingshan said.

Lu Botong snorted coldly and said to the King of the Northern Border, "Godfather, don't be impatient here. I will rescue you soon."

The King of the North shook his head: "You don't need to lie to me anymore, I already guessed it. Don't worry, I won't blame you. I deserve to die too. My death will give an explanation to the court, to you, and to the people who died tragically."

Before Lu Botong could speak, tears were already streaming down his face.

At that moment, a commotion arose outside.

As dawn broke and the first hint of light appeared in the east, it was the coldest time of day.

But the area in front of the village gate was bustling with activity.

The soldiers, carrying torches, pushed over three cannons, aiming the cannons at the earthen houses on the locust tree slope.

Jin Wuji and Tuoba Feng were personally overseeing the operation, both with somber expressions.

dong dong dong.

The drummers pounded the drums with all their might, making the cowhide drums resound loudly.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you kidnap General Lu! You only have one way out: death!"

"Prepare to set it on fire and raze this place to the ground."

"But General Lu is still inside?" Lu Botong's trusted aide asked.

"At this point, there's no time to worry about anything else," Jin Wuji said with a sigh.

"Don't fire! Don't fire!"

Lu Botong, bound hand and foot, was pushed out, with Li Qingshan behind him holding an iron spear against his shoulder.

With a whoosh, the archer drew his bow to its fullest extent and immediately aimed at him and Li Qingshan behind him.

They will unleash a barrage of arrows at the command given.

"Brother Lu, how did you get captured by those thieves!" Jin Wuji said with a sincere expression, "You were really too careless."

"The thief is cunning. I deliberately allowed myself to be captured to test his strength."

"Excellent!" Jin Wuji couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration. "Brother Lu's determination to perish with the thieves is truly admirable. Artillerymen, prepare!"

"Don't fire! Don't fire!" Lu Botong spat. "Only a grandson would want to die. Don't fire recklessly. We can sit down and have a proper talk."

"Our Great Yan soldiers will never make deals with thieves," Jin Wuji said. "Even a prince can die, Brother Lu, you mustn't be a coward who clings to life."

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm worried about the Prince." Lu Botong's eyes welled up with tears again. "The Prince has nurtured me, how can I bear to watch him die a miserable death?"

"His unwavering loyalty is truly admirable," Jin Wuji said. "The Prince has also treated me well. I'll have to trouble you to take care of me on my journey to the Yellow Springs."

"Toad," Lu Botong blurted out in a barbarian language.

At this moment, Lu Botong's confidants rushed forward and blocked the cannons behind them.

"Good!" Lu Botong breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't forget how I've taken care of you all these years. You've all done a great job in this crucial moment."

"Hmm?" Jin Wuji's cold gaze swept over them. "Are you planning a rebellion? Men, seize them! Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"

The trusted men exchanged glances, and the leader said, "General, we dare not disobey orders. We only wish to take action ourselves to prove our loyalty."

Jin Wuji nodded slowly: "Alright, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourselves through meritorious service."

"You toad!" Lu Botong cursed again, but his voice was much weaker than before.

When it really matters, none of these bastards can be relied on.

At this moment, the cannon muzzle was already aimed at the gate of the stockade.

Once the cannon signal is lit, Lu Botong, Li Qingshan, and even the prince in the house will all fly into the sky together.

Jin Wuji smiled inwardly. With Lu Botong dead and Zuo Qiuhan seriously ill, the remaining Tuoba Feng was a barbarian who could not gain the trust of the court.

When the time comes, the position of Lord of the North will surely belong to me.

The sun peeked over the east, and the first rays of sunlight shone down, turning the earth into a vast expanse of white.

At that moment, a deafening roar, like the sound of a mountain crashing against the sea, came from below the slope.

"A life for a life, revenge for wrongdoing!"

"A life for a life, revenge for wrongdoing!"

Jin Wuji turned his head and was startled: refugees were rushing in from all directions, densely packed like ants moving house, and almost everyone was dressed in mourning clothes.