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

By the time the three lists were erected, it was already dark.

One by one, torches were lit at Blackrock Fortress.

The wind blew down from the north wall, causing the flames to clung crookedly to the wooden poles.

The list of military merits is in the middle.

The list of sinners is on the left.

The armory list is on the right.

None of the three wooden planks were new.

There are old knife marks and smoky stains on the edges.

But when they stand side by side in front of the Hall of Military Merit, the entire Blackstone Fortress seems to have an invisible wall.

The list of merits reads of the cooks, the Lu family guards, Zhao Chenglie, Su Wan, and Chen Mu.

The list of crimes included the Zhao family stealing credit, the Black Tiger Battalion breaking into the Military Merit Hall at night, and the Han family's personal guards assassinating witnesses.

The armory list listed the distribution of spoils captured by the White Fox Guards, including iron claws, short axes, leather armor, and cooks, as well as the number of horses and fodder outside the Han family's personal guard fortress.

Old Chai stood ramrod straight in front of the armory.

He doesn't know many characters.

But he recognized his own name.

Old Chai, acting squad leader of the merit-recording team.

He read those words several times.

Every time I watch it, my eyes well up with tears.

Stone, with his injured arm in a sling, stood to the side chuckling.

"Uncle Chai, look again, not a single word will be added."

Old Chai glared at him.

"You don't know anything."

"This is the first time I've been listed on the list, and not even in the 'death in action' column."

The stone stopped laughing.

The surrounding cooks also fell silent.

That's a very strong statement.

In the past, if their names were written down, it was mostly as a posthumous record.

Now, they stand alive before the list, seeing their labors written down.

Chen Mu, sitting beside the list of military merits, heard it but did not turn around.

He was looking at the fort gate.

Outside the fortress gate, Han Wenshan's personal guards were already lined up.

More than 300 people, no rush.

It's just being suppressed.

The spear tips were pointed at Blackstone Fortress, and the horses puffed out white steam.

Han Wenshan rode at the very front, his face expressionless.

Han Zhao was behind him, his eyes like those of a snake in a ditch.

Ji Yunzhou stood in front of the three lists, holding the Commander Du in his hand, his palms sweaty.

He has already written too much today.

Every single one of his actions would make him a target of intense scrutiny after he returned to White Wolf Pass.

But he can't stop now.

If he stops, the three lists will become Chen Mu's private list.

He didn't stop; only the third list was personally recorded by the military discipline envoy.

This difference could save many lives.

Lu Shuangyi walked to his side.

"Afraid?"

Ji Yunzhou gave a wry smile.

"Afraid."

Lu Shuangyi looked out of the city.

"Afraid to write it?"

Ji Yunzhou gripped his pen tightly.

"If I don't write this, my trip today will have been in vain."

Lu Shuangyi did not speak again.

She glanced at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu did not listen to them.

He was giving instructions to Old Chai in a low voice.

"The cookhouse is divided into three teams."

"Team Defenders List"

"A team guarding the list of guilty parties."

"A team guards the armory."

"Don't stray too far from the list."

"If someone tries to climb the leaderboard, protect the board first, then call for help."

Old Chai nodded.

"Do you want some oil?"

Chen Mu shook his head.

"Let's not start a fire tonight."

"What Han Wenshan wants is an excuse."

"If we give him fire, he'll dare to accuse Blackstone of a rebellion."

Old Chai immediately moved the oil drum backward.

"Then what should we take?"

Chen Mu said, "Shield, rope, wet felt."

"They charge, we hold them off."

"They tear, we entangle."

"They drew their swords, and then Lieutenant General Lu's men drew theirs as well."

Old Chai listened very attentively.

This is not about defending the city.

This is guarding the tent.

It's even more frustrating than defending a city.

We cannot attack first.

We cannot kill them first.

But you have to stand still.

Anato was placed beside the list of guilty.

As she watched Chen Mu make his arrangements, she suddenly said, "You Han people must find fighting exhausting."

Chen Mu did not look at her.

"Don't you barbarians get tired?"

Anato said, "On the grasslands, whoever has the faster knife gets to speak."

Chen Mu said, "So you were sold after being removed from your post."

Anato's lips stiffened.

Zhou Tie almost burst out laughing.

Anado gave him a cold glance, then looked at Chen Mu.

"And what about you?"

"You think Han Wenshan won't sell to you just because you're talking about the bill?"

Chen Mu looked at the large Korean flag outside the fortress gate.

"He will."

"So when I want him to sell me, everyone will see it."

Anato fell silent.

She suddenly realized that this man was completely different from the warriors of the grasslands.

The warriors of the grasslands wield knives, which are frightening.

Chen Mu used a list that made people afraid to close their eyes.

Outside the fortress gate, Han Wenshan finally made a move.

It's not a full-scale attack.

He sent only twenty of his personal guards on foot.

They were neither on horseback nor carrying guns.

Each person held a wooden shield.

It looks like they've come to negotiate.

But behind the shield were hidden a short stick and a rope hook.

Chen Mu saw it at a glance.

"Trying to climb the charts."

Lu Shuangyi pressed her hand on the hilt of the knife.

Chen Mu said, "Let's not use the knife yet."

Twenty guards walked to the fortress gate.

Han Wenshan spoke from outside.

"Lord Ji."

"I will not enter the fortress."

"We will only take Chen Mu."

"Hand over the person, and the list will remain unchanged for three rounds."

Upon hearing this, many people inside the fortress changed their expressions.

Han Wenshan made the blade very small.

As long as Chen Mu.

The three lists remained unchanged.

This is very tempting for some people.

Among the guards, someone subconsciously looked at Chen Mu.

If we only hand over Chen Mu, we can secure the three rankings and avoid an internal conflict in Black Stone Castle. Wouldn't that be more cost-effective?

As soon as people's hearts were stirred, Chen Mu spoke.

"Old Chai."

"exist."

"Read Article Seventeen aloud."

Old Chai immediately stood in front of the merit list.

He learns to read slowly, but he had already memorized this one.

"Seventeen soldiers of the Fire Station died in battle, but they assisted in burning enemy supplies and beheading Wugudu. They are posthumously awarded minor merits and their silver-haired families are rewarded."

The sound wasn't loud.

But the cooks all heard it.

Chen Mu then said, "Article Twenty-One."

Old Chai continued reading:

"Old Chai and five others from the Firehead Camp set fire to the side valley, relieving the Black Tiger Camp's flank encirclement. They are commended for their great service, pending verification."

Chen Mu looked at the wavering guards.

"If I'm handed over, who will guarantee these accounts?"

No one spoke.

Chen Mu continued, "Han Wenshan said today that the three lists will remain unchanged."

"Tomorrow's report will be incorrect regarding the three lists."

"The day after tomorrow, they will say that the cooks took credit for something."

"The day after tomorrow, it will be said that the dead soldiers fled the battlefield."

"Who will you go to then?"

The sound of the wind seeped in through the cracks in the castle gate.

The guards, who had been wavering just moments before, gradually changed their expressions.

Suddenly, the stone took a step forward.

"I won't pay."

His voice trembled slightly.

But he did say it.

Old Chai also stepped forward.

"The cookhouse will not hand it over."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Tie pressed down on the knife.

"The Lu family's personal guards will not be handed over."

Su Wan stood at the entrance of the Military Merit Hall, clutching the supplementary register, her fingers turning white.

She has no right to speak for others.

But this time, she took a step forward as well.

"The military merit register is not handed over."

This statement drew the attention of many people to her.

Su Wan's face was pale, but she did not back down.

She finally knew where she could stand.

He wasn't standing next to Chen Mu.

He was standing next to the booklet.

Lin Qinghe placed the medicine box at her feet and took a step forward.

"The list of wounded soldiers has not been submitted."

Lu Shuangyi spoke last.

"My personal guards, I won't hand them over."

As the sounds from all sides subsided, the twenty guards standing in front of the fortress gate stopped.

They originally planned to take advantage of public sentiment to boost their rankings.

But people's hearts did not waver.

Instead, they pressed even closer to Chen Mu.

Han Wenshan watched from afar, and his expression finally changed slightly.

Han Zhao said in a low voice, "Godfather, we can't delay any longer."

Han Wenshan did not answer.

He saw the people at the top of the three lists.

not many.

It's not neat either.

The way the cooks held their shields was even awkward.

But they stood there, like a pile of burnt charcoal.

It looked dark from the outside, but there was fire inside.

If Han Wenshan were to forcefully charge now, he could break through.

But once broken through, every word written on the three lists will become evidence of Ji Yunzhou's crimes.

He couldn't let Ji Yunzhou die here.

He also couldn't allow the three lists to be smashed in public by his own people.

Han Wenshan raised his hand.

Twenty guards retreated.

After this retreat, the fortress fell silent for a moment.

Then someone in the cookhouse whispered:

"Refund."

Someone else shouted:

"The Han family has backed out!"

Old Chai didn't shout.

He just clung tightly to the wooden shield, tears rolling down his cheeks only to be dried by the wind.

Chen Mu closed his eyes.

This is not a win.

Han Wenshan only took half a step back.

But this half-step was enough to let the people of Blackrock Fortress know that the Three Rankings could indeed block a blow.

Ji Yunzhou suddenly stood up and added a line below the list of sinners.

Han's deputy general's personal guards pressed down on Chen Mu at the fort, but the soldiers of Black Stone Fortress protected the banner and refused to retreat. Han's army temporarily withdrew, pending further record.

His hand was still trembling slightly when he finished writing.

But this time, it's not fear.

It was excitement.

Han Wenshan saw Ji Yunzhou writing outside the fortress, and his face turned extremely gloomy.

He turned his horse around, leaving behind only one sentence.

"Tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM)."

"The judge from Bailang Pass has arrived for the review."

"Then I'll see if you can still protect these three broken boards."

The Han family's personal guards slowly retreated.

They did not retreat far.

They simply retreated to the foot of the snow slope and re-established camp.

The night descended.

Torches burned one by one in front of the three lists.

Chen Mu looked at the three wooden planks.

Lin Qinghe walked to his side and whispered, "You should go back to the medical tent."

This time, Chen Mu didn't try to hold on.

He stood up, leaning on the wooden table, and his vision went black for a moment.

Lu Shuangyi reached out to support him.

My fingertips touched his wrist for a very brief moment.

She quickly relaxed.

"When the judge comes tomorrow, Han Wenshan will change his tactics."

Chen Mu nodded.

"He's stopped tearing up the rankings."

"He will change the rankings."

Anato, who was nearby, heard this and her eyes flickered slightly.

Su Wan held the booklet, her face paling slightly.

Change the rankings.

Even more ruthless than tearing apart the rankings.

Everyone knows who started the controversy surrounding the rankings.

By altering the rankings, one can turn black into white, merit into crime, and living people into those awaiting execution.

Chen Mu looked at Ji Yunzhou.

"Lord Ji."

Ji Yunzhou looked up.

Chen Mu said, "Make three copies of each of the three lists tonight."

"A document hidden in the Military Merit Hall."

"One copy to Lieutenant General Lu."

"One..."

He looked toward the cookhouse.

"Make the cooks memorize it."

Old Chai was taken aback.

"back?"

Chen Mu said, "The paper will be altered."

"The planks will be smashed."

"People can't change the mindset in their heads."

In the wind and snow, the people of the cooking camp all raised their heads.

Chen Mu's voice was soft, yet it drowned out the neighing of horses in the night.

"I'm not sleeping tonight."

"Carry the tent."

In the distance, Han Wenshan's banner was raised again.

Inside Blackstone Fortress, in front of the three lists, the cooks, for the first time, began reciting their military achievements word by word, just like scholars.