Border Soldier: My fiancée snatched credit and broke off the engagement, so I promptly became a marq

The last half-bucket of kerosene was poured onto the retreat path on the north slope.

Not at the very front.

It's not the base of a wall either.

It is the hillside that the White Fox Guards must pass through after climbing the wall.

Old Chai and his men used small wooden troughs to pour the oil down into the hidden ditch outside the wall. The oil, mixed with snow, didn't look very noticeable.

The White Fox Guards had already rushed to the base of the wall.

Relying on their speed and sharp claws, they paid no attention to their footing.

Badu stared at Chen Mu from a distance.

He knew that half a barrel of oil wouldn't kill many people.

So he didn't stop him.

What he really wanted was for the White Fox Guards to climb the wall and kill Chen Mu.

As soon as Chen Mu dies, the morale of the people in Black Stone Fortress, which has just been united, will crumble.

The cookhouse will be in chaos.

The list of military merits will become a worthless piece of paper.

Lu Shuangyi will also lose her sharpest blade.

The White Fox Guards went even further this time.

They no longer scattered, but instead concentrated on rushing down a section of the wall.

Zhou Tie led his men to defend the city to the death.

Lu Shuangyi personally defeated the two men.

The fire brigade used pot lids, ash bags, long forks, and iron hooks to smash the pots down desperately.

But the person still came up.

One.

two.

Five.

ten.

A chaotic fight broke out on the top of the wall.

Zhao Chenglie had a shoulder injury, but he did not retreat.

He seemed to be nailed to the spot by Chen Mu's words about "recording merits".

Every time I wanted to hide, I remembered that my name was also in the booklet.

The Zhao family members were eager to claim credit.

Chen Mu, however, recorded his merits.

This drove him to the brink of madness with shame.

So he could only move forward.

He slashed a White Fox Guard in the leg with his sword, but was also kicked to the ground.

The minor official shouted from behind, "Zhao Chenglie has wounded another White Fox Guard!"

Zhao Chenglie's eyes turned red when he heard this.

He suddenly understood why the military merit list could motivate these lowly soldiers to fight so desperately.

The moment your name is called out, you really feel that you didn't die or get hurt in vain.

Chen Mu stood in the middle of the wall.

He could no longer hold the gun steadily.

A dull ache in my chest burrowed into my brain, my vision blurred, and the sounds of battle seemed muffled by the wind.

But he's still watching.

Look at Batu's location.

Watch the White Fox Guards' escape route.

See if the Black Tiger Camp on the east side really blocks the side valley.

Check if the fire has been extinguished in the direction of the Military Merit Hall.

A sergeant shouldn't be looking at so much.

But Chen Mu knew that he couldn't just be a squad leader now.

If he only focuses on the immediate attack, Blackrock Fortress will be stabbed through from behind.

Among the White Fox Guards, an exceptionally tall man rushed onto the top of the wall.

He has a white stripe on his left cheek and holds two axes.

As soon as he arrived, he knocked back two guards.

Zhou Tie rushed forward, but was forced to retreat three steps by the impact.

Lu Shuangyi wanted to go over, but was entangled by three White Fox Guards.

The white-striped barbarian's gaze was fixed on Chen Mu.

"Chen Mu!"

He actually called Chen Mu's name.

Batu sent them.

The man who killed Chen Mu.

The cooks tried to stop them.

The white-striped barbarian smashed the pot lid open with one axe and swept it horizontally with the other. Old Chai was forced to retreat, and Stone, dragging his injured arm, rushed forward but was also kicked over.

Five steps.

Four steps.

Three steps.

Lin Qinghe's face turned deathly pale.

"Chen Mu!"

Chen Mu did not back down.

He glanced down at his gun.

The tip of the spear was already bent.

He simply threw the gun down.

The white-striped barbarian paused for a moment, then grinned maliciously.

"Scared?"

Chen Mu drew the broken sword from his waist.

That's the knife I've carried from the South Gate all the way to where I am now.

It's short, broken, and the blade has chipped in several places.

But close enough.

The white-striped barbarians charged in.

Two axes, one in front of the other.

Chen Mu did not take the first axe blow.

He took a step forward.

It's not a withdrawal.

Yes, it's in.

The first axe blow grazed his shoulder, tearing his outer robe in a line. The second axe swept across his waist and abdomen. Chen Mu used his broken sword to catch the axe handle, but was knocked back half a step, a metallic taste rising in his throat.

The white-striped barbarian raised his knee and rammed into us.

Using this force, Chen Mu pressed himself against his chest.

too close.

So close that you can't swing an axe.

Chen Mu grabbed the other man's belt with his left hand and thrust the broken knife into the gap in his armor with his right hand.

a bit.

Two times.

The white-striped barbarian roared and slammed his fist into Chen Mu's back.

Chen Mu's vision went black, but he did not let go.

He was like a wolf that had its prey pinned down.

The white-striped barbarian grabbed his shoulder, trying to shake him off.

Chen Mu suddenly looked up, his lips stained with blood, but he smiled.

"You're valuable too, aren't you?"

The white-striped barbarians couldn't understand it.

Chen Mu's final strike was pressed into the nail crease below his jaw.

The white-striped barbarian froze.

The next instant, it crashed down.

Chen Mu also knelt in the snow.

The wall fell silent for a moment.

Then the cooks started shouting like madmen.

"Soldier Chen has slain the white-striped barbarian general!"

"record merits!"

"Quickly record this merit!"

The clerk's hands trembled so much he could barely hold the pen.

Lu Shuangyi forced back the White Fox Guard in front of her with a single slash, then turned around and saw Chen Mu kneeling by the wall. Her eyes suddenly turned cold.

This was the first time she had ever truly been angry.

"kill!"

A silver-armored figure in a red cloak swept over the wall.

Lu Shuangyi was like a red line in the snow, slaying three White Fox Guards in succession.

Zhou Tie's eyes also reddened.

The cooks charged forward recklessly.

The White Fox Guards' offensive was finally interrupted.

Batu, standing below the city, saw the white-striped barbarian general fall, and his expression changed completely.

That was his personal guard leader.

They are not ordinary White Fox Guards.

He originally thought that if this person climbed the wall, he would surely be able to kill Chen Mu.

But Chen Mu used a broken knife to replace the person.

Batu raised his hand, ready to sound the retreat.

This is what Chen Mu was waiting for.

He leaned against the wall to stand up, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

Old Chai overheard it.

"point."

The fire break fell.

The kerosene on the hillside was ignited.

boom!

The fire started burning down the snow slope.

not tall.

But quickly.

The retreating White Fox Guards stepped into a stray oil slick, their boots catching fire, throwing their formation into chaos. Those behind them crashed into them, turning the once orderly retreat into a chaotic mess.

The archers on the city wall seized the opportunity and unleashed a barrage of arrows.

The cooks threw down the remaining ash bags, broken pottery, and boiling water.

The White Fox Guards were trapped on the hillside, unable to advance or retreat.

Batu finally changed color.

He personally rode forward, trying to quell the enemy's retreat.

Chen Mu saw the white horse move.

He picked up a bow from the side.

Zhou Tie exclaimed in surprise, "You're going to shoot again?"

Chen Mu did not answer.

He drew his bow.

The pain from his injury made it almost impossible for him to hold the string.

But he still pulled it open.

The target is not Batu.

Too far.

The shot missed.

His sights were set on the white fox flag in front of Batu.

The arrow is fired.

The wind is blowing in a certain direction.

The arrow did not break the flagpole, but it struck the wrist of the barbarian soldier holding the flag.

The white fox flag tilted and fell into the snow.

A roar erupted from the city wall.

"The barbarian flag has fallen!"

"Soldier Chen shot down the barbarian flag!"

This was not a true slaying of a general.

But on the battlefield, a fallen flag signifies a loss of morale.

The barbarian cavalry behind Batu stirred.

The morale of those at Blackrock Fortress, however, was like it had been set ablaze.

Lu Shuangyi immediately seized the opportunity.

"Beat the drums!"

"Arrows fired across the entire wall!"

The drums began to beat.

Arrows rained down.

The Black Tiger Camp on the east side also saw the White Fox Flag fall.

Han Zhao's face was gloomy, but he had no choice but to take the opportunity to press on the side valley exit.

Otherwise, all the credit for this battle would be taken by Chen Mu and Lu Shuangyi.

With the Black Tiger Camp pressing down, the retreat route of the ambush troops in the side valley was cut off.

Batu finally realized that if the fighting continued, the White Fox Guards would suffer even greater losses.

The horn sounded.

The northern barbarians have retreated.

It was not a rout.

It was a retreat made through gritted teeth.

They dragged away those they could drag away, slowly withdrawing from the range of the arrows.

However, on the snowy north slope, there remained more than a dozen corpses of the White Fox Guards, as well as the fallen White Fox Flag.

On the walls of Blackrock Fortress, no one immediately cheered.

Many people were so tired they couldn't stand up.

After a long while, Old Chai knelt down and burst into laughter.

"We held on!"

"The north wall has been held!"

That sound was like something being unlocked.

The wall instantly erupted in chaos.

"We held on!"

"Corporal Chen held the line!"

"The cookhouse has held its ground!"

Some cried, some laughed, and some hugged their comrades and shouted for their merits.

The minor official lay crouching behind the wall, his hands trembling rapidly.

For the first time, he felt that there weren't enough military merit records to fill.

Lu Shuangyi walked to Chen Mu's side.

Chen Mu was still standing.

But his eyes were already somewhat unfocused.

"Chen Mu".

Chen Mu turned to look at her.

"Have you finished taking notes?"

Lu Shuangyi was taken aback.

Chen Mu said: "White-striped barbarian general, White Fox Guard, Fireman Battalion, Zhao Chenglie, Old Chai Cegu, Su Wanhu."

"Don't miss a single stroke."

Lu Shuangyi looked at him and suddenly felt something pressing down on her chest.

It's about time.

He was still thinking about keeping accounts.

It's not about being greedy for credit.

It was because he knew all too well that if he didn't remember, the lives of his subordinates would be erased.

Lu Shuangyi said in a low voice, "Not a single word will be missed."

Chen Mu nodded.

Then he fell forward.

Lu Shuangyi reached out and caught him.

Lin Qinghe rushed up, her voice changed.

"Chen Mu!"

Su Wan also rushed to the foot of the wall.

She had just come out of the fire, her hands still wrapped in cloth. Seeing Chen Mu collapse in Lu Shuangyi's arms, her face instantly turned pale.

Anato, imprisoned beneath the list of military merits, also looked up at the north wall.

She saw the people of Blackstone Fortress calling for Chen Mu.

They saw the cooks kneeling on the wall.

They also saw Lu Shuangyi holding the sergeant who was covered in wounds.

She whispered a phrase in a foreign language.

Zhou Tie couldn't understand.

"What did you say?"

Anato looked towards the north wall.

"I say, Batu has messed with the wrong person this time."

Half an hour later, the initial report of the battle results on the north slope was posted next to the merit list.

Of the seventeen men in the fire brigade who participated in the battle, three were killed, five were seriously wounded, and seven were slightly wounded.

Three corpses of the White Fox Guard were dragged back.

They seized seven iron claws, nine short axes, and five sets of leather armor.

They set fire to the side valley to relieve the Black Tiger Camp's flank.

During the defense of the north wall, eleven White Fox Guards were killed.

Chen Mu beheaded one of the white-striped barbarian generals, shot down the white fox flag, and defended the north wall without losing it.

Zhao Chenglie protected his commander with a single strike, wounding one of the White Fox Guards. His merit is recorded and awaiting verification.

Su Wan was recorded in the Military Merit Register for protecting the army, and his merit in protecting the register was recorded.

Once the notice was posted, the entire Blackrock Fortress was packed with people.

The people in the cooking camp were all crying.

Zhao Chenglie looked at his own name and then at Chen Mu's name, speechless for a long time.

Su Wan looked at her line and tears fell silently down her cheeks.

She was finally included on the list of military merits.

But she knew that this wasn't Chen Mu wanting her back.

This is Chen Mu's rule; he doesn't erase her achievements just because he hates her.

This hurt her more than wanting her back.

On the east side, Han Zhao also saw the list.

The fact that the Black Tiger Battalion was "saved" by the Cook Battalion was also written on the list.

He wanted to tear it.

But I dare not.

Because this time, too many people saw it.

Less than an hour after the northern barbarians retreated, another cavalryman arrived outside Black Stone Fortress.

They are not barbarians.

It was a messenger cavalryman from the Jingbei Military Command.

The order was given to the cavalry to enter the fortress and head straight for the list of military merits.

After seeing the list, his expression changed several times.

Then, he took out a document stamped with the seal of the military commander.

"Commander-in-Chief of Jingbei!"

"Since last night, the fighting at Blackstone Fortress has been chaotic, and there is considerable controversy surrounding military achievements."

"All cases of meritorious service, beheading generals, defending cities, and treason will be temporarily suspended from rewards and honors."

"Chen Mu, Zhao Chenglie, Zhao Hong, and Anato, be escorted to Bailang Pass for retrial in three days."

"Han Zhao from the Black Tiger Battalion is in charge of escorting them."

There was a deathly silence in front of the merit list.

Lin Qinghe's face turned pale.

Su Wan also froze.

The joy that had just risen among the cooks was extinguished as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

Was Han Zhao in charge of escorting them?

What's the difference between this and sending Chen Mu into the tiger's den?

Inside the medical tent, Chen Mu was still unconscious.

Lu Shuangyi stood in front of the military merit list and slowly gripped the hilt of her knife.

The messenger looked up at her.

"Lieutenant General Lu, this is Commander Du."

Han Zhao stood at a distance and finally smiled.

He looked in the direction of the medical tent, his voice very soft.

"Chen Mu".

"Your life is still in my hands."