His entire family perished in battle; he rose from the ashes to conquer the world.

"Perhaps being one step behind is a good thing?"

Qin Hongxiu was stunned, staring blankly at Mu Yuan for a long time before finally speaking:

"You're not secretly plotting something again, are you?"

This time, Mu Yuan secretly planned and never revealed a word to Qin Hongxiu, which almost caused Qin Hongxiu to misunderstand Mu Yuan.

Now that she finally understood Mu Yuan's good intentions, Qin Hongxiu felt very uncomfortable.

Although they were unable to completely eliminate Feng Zhong.

But it also cost Feng Zhong an arm, a huge loss for him.

Upon seeing this, Mu Yuan was not angry at all; on the contrary, his words revealed an eager excitement.

This made Qin Hongxiu begin to suspect that Mu Yuan was plotting something she couldn't know about.

Mu Yuan smiled at her but didn't say anything.

the other side.

The military medical officers did their best to treat him.

Feng Zhong's life was finally saved, and he was slowly awakened from his coma late at night by the pain.

Looking at his missing left arm, Feng Zhong's eyes turned red.

For a military general, losing an arm means becoming a cripple. Even on the battlefield, he can no longer charge into battle and slash at the enemy as before.

Feng Zhong gritted his teeth and secretly made a vow in his heart:

"Mu Yuan, I'll make you pay for this severed arm sooner or later!"

at the same time.

Meanwhile, Mu Yuan was also starting to think about how to deal with Feng Zhong's counterattack.

After all, since they failed to kill Feng Zhong this time, the other party cut off his own arm and would inevitably retaliate fiercely afterward.

If we don't prepare countermeasures in advance, and then panic when things get chaotic, wouldn't that just be giving the other side an opportunity to trip us up?

Just as Mu Yuan was deep in thought.

A familiar voice rang in my ears:

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."

The voices pulled Mu Yuan back to reality from his reverie.

Looking up, I saw Lin Xueshang had walked in at some point. Her round, pert buttocks were resting on the edge of the table, her arms crossed over her chest. She had lost some of her江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) air, but gained a unique feminine charm.

"Why are you here?" Mu Yuan asked, somewhat surprised.

Since the Shadow Squad achieved remarkable results in several missions, Mu Yuan has selected many promising talents from the military.

Now, Mu Yuan not only has the Shadow Squad, but also several other elite squads similar to Shadow, such as Snow Leopard and Fierce Tiger.

Lin Xueshang, with her superb martial arts skills and unparalleled mastery of flying needles and hidden weapons, naturally became the mentor of these teams, responsible for teaching the team members hidden weapons and assassination skills.

"I heard that a major incident happened in the army today. A large number of new recruits attacked the deputy commander sent by the imperial court. In order to quell the incident, the deputy commander cut off his own arm in public?" Lin Xueshang asked casually.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yuan remained silent and simply nodded.

"He's a ruthless man." Lin Xueshang looked thoughtful, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke again: "Should I kill him?"

Mu Yuan quickly waved his hand and said:

"Don't make things worse."

Of course, Mu Yuan knew that Lin Xueshang was doing it for his own good, but killing Feng Zhong now would only make things worse.

Secondly, Mu Yuan is not the kind of person who sits and waits for death.

He not only needed a countermeasure, but also another way to make Feng Zhong reveal a weakness again, so as to eliminate him in one fell swoop.

"You must be careful. If you don't defeat this kind of ruthless person the first time, he will definitely take revenge after he catches his breath," Lin Xueshang warned.

In her early years, she roamed the martial arts world and experienced many bloody battles. During that time, she encountered many ruthless people similar to Feng Zhong, and once she seized an opportunity, she would definitely fight back fiercely.

Mu Yuan naturally understood these principles, nodded to her, and said:

"You came all this way just to tell me this?"

A hint of seriousness flashed across Lin Xueshang's usually cool face, but she quickly regained her composure: "That's right, I just came to give you a heads-up."

After saying this, Lin Xueshang left without looking back.

As Mu Yuan watched Lin Xueshang's departing figure, he recalled the details of their conversation.

Although there's nothing wrong with it, something just feels off.

Unable to come up with a solution, Mu Yuan stopped thinking about it and focused all his attention on how to deal with Feng Zhong's counterattack.

The next day.

In the central military camp.

Besides Mu Yuan and a group of officers, Feng Zhong also arrived early.

His face was sickly pale, but a smug smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"General, you didn't expect that, did you! I'm still alive!"

Feng Zhong's gaze grew increasingly cold.

"Isn't it a good thing that Vice Marshal Feng is alive? Why do you say that?" Mu Yuan responded in a similarly sarcastic tone.

"Thanks to the commander, those troublesome new recruits still serve me as their master."

After Feng Zhong cut off his own arm yesterday to prove himself, the new recruits who had been attacking him were moved by his actions and believed that there must be a conspiracy behind their hunger.

Feng Zhong, by a stroke of good fortune, once again gained the support of the new recruits.

"Isn't this a good thing? I'm grateful that Vice Commander Feng has been able to expand the strength of the Western Army. Besides, those new recruits were all recruited by you, so it's only natural that they would serve you as their master."

Mu Yuan was not provoked by Feng Zhong's words. On the contrary, he smiled and looked gentle, showing no signs of anger at all.

Feng Zhong frowned. He had originally intended to use this unexpected stroke of good fortune to show off to Mu Yuan.

This made Mu Yuan furious and lose his composure.

But unexpectedly.

Mu Yuan didn't take his words to heart at all.

This left Feng Zhong with a feeling of powerlessness, like punching cotton.

Fortunately, he quickly came up with another solution.

"General, the Western Army is out of food. Who knows when more food will arrive? These new recruits have no food. This time they came to me, but next time, who knows who they'll come to!" Feng Zhong said with a sneer.

Clearly, Feng Zhong's words were a warning to Mu Yuan.

If they don't clearly state when the food will arrive, and the new recruits cause trouble again, they'll most likely target Mu Yuan.

Among the officers present, some sensed that Feng Zhong was threatening Mu Yuan, and immediately stepped forward:

"Feng Zhong, it was clearly those new recruits who ate too much ration, which led to the food running out. Now, you're threatening the commander-in-chief with your words. What's your intention? Are you perhaps seeking revenge?"

"I didn't mean that, I was just trying to be helpful," Feng Zhong denied, but the hatred in his eyes grew even stronger.

Everyone was furious at his hypocrisy.

"As for the food issue, Vice Commander Feng need not worry about it. The food will arrive tonight," Mu Yuan said with a calm smile.

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhong raised an eyebrow.

The army's food supplies ran out yesterday, and replenishing them will not be easy.

After all, an army of nearly 200,000 men requires a large amount of supplies to transport grain. Unless Mu Yuan has divine abilities, he can only get the grain delivered tonight.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhong came up with a plan:

"Commander-in-Chief, as the commander of an army, you should know that there are no jokes in the army! What if the food doesn't arrive tonight?"