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

Before the trial of the barbarian woman's testimony began, Han Wenshan had someone bring over a knife stand.

The knife rack was placed in front of the military merit list.

There are three military knives lying horizontally above.

One blow slays a deserter.

With one stroke, he cut down the traitor.

With a single blow, he cut down the chaotic army.

When the military officer at Bailang Pass put down the sword holder, the cooks fell silent.

Stone stared at the three knives, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Ma Liu was being held in the military court tent, with a short chain on his foot that jingled as he walked. He was still talking nonsense, but he dared not shout anymore.

Old Chai lay on the stretcher, his back aching so badly he hadn't slept all night, but his eyes were fixed on Anato.

Anato was led to the knife rack.

His hands were still tied.

An iron mask was placed over his face, leaving only one eye exposed.

She glanced at the three knives.

"Are you trying to scare me?"

Yan Heng sat behind the makeshift desk.

Ji Yunzhou is on the left.

Han Wenshan is on the right.

Lu Shuangyi stood beside the military merit list.

Chen Mu was still unable to leave the medical tent.

The tent flap was half-open, and he could see the knife rack and Anato.

This is not good for him.

When someone is not at their desk, their words carry less weight.

Han Wenshan obviously knew this as well.

He spoke very slowly.

"Anado, a northern barbarian. A former subordinate of Wugudu, a spy under Batu. If her testimony cannot be substantiated, then she is a barbarian sowing discord among the border troops."

He looked at Yan Heng.

"According to the law, he should be beheaded."

Yan Heng said, "Ask first."

Han Wenshan smiled.

"Okay, ask first."

He looked at Anato.

"You mean the person who stole the first-aid kit was missing a finger on their left hand?"

Where is he/she?

Anato said, "You're hiding it."

Han Wenshan said, "There are no witnesses."

"You said he was from Chitetsuku."

"Where's the evidence?"

Anato raised her chin.

"He smelled of rust and tallow. The crossbow mechanism of the Hei Tie Ku was sealed with tallow."

Han Wenshan said calmly, "Does taste count as proof?"

Some people around chuckled softly.

It's not the cookhouse.

They are Han's personal guards.

Their laughter was not loud, but it was jarring.

Anato's eyes turned cold.

She knew she had fallen into a trap.

Taste, calluses, missing finger.

These can all provide directions.

But it cannot lead to a conviction.

This is exactly what Han Wenshan wants.

Let her speak.

The more you talk, the more it sounds like nonsense.

With the final strike, she conveniently erased all the evidence Chen Mu had relied on from her, labeling her a barbarian who sowed discord.

Yan Heng looked at Chen Mu's medical tent.

"Chen Mu, do you have something to say?"

Lin Qinghe helped Chen Mu sit up.

He looked unwell, and there was cold sweat on his forehead.

The military officers blocked him outside the tent, preventing him from coming out.

Chen Mu did not force his way in.

He looked at Han Wenshan.

"I have a question."

Yan Heng nodded.

Han asked Shan, "What right do you, a person awaiting trial, have to ask such questions?"

Chen Mu said, "Her testimony was submitted by me."

"You're wrong, I share the blame too."

Han Wenshan smiled.

"You recognize it quickly."

Chen Mu did not take the dagger.

He asked Anatoly, "Which suitcase did the person who stole the medicine box use?"

Anato was taken aback.

"Right hand."

"What about the other hand?"

"Press the knife."

"Which side should the knife be hung on?"

"Left waist."

Chen Mu closed his eyes and pieced together the scene in his mind.

"A knife hangs on his left hip, a box is carried in his right hand, and a finger is missing from his left hand."

"People like this tend to walk off-center."

He looked at Ma Liu.

"Did you see the footprints when you followed them to the well?"

Ma Liu immediately perked up.

"I saw it!"

The military officer pressed him down.

Ma Liu quickly shrank his neck and shouted again, "The right footprint is deep, the left footprint is shallow. I thought he was lame!"

The lame man said coldly from the side, "A lame person doesn't walk like that."

Ma Liu glared at him: "You're still being picky?"

Old Chai yelled, "Shut up, get down to business!"

This commotion actually eased the tense atmosphere a bit.

Chen Mu continued, "There's a book cover hidden in the cracks in the rocks by the well."

"There's dust on the cover."

"Where does the ash come from?"

Ma Liudao: "Hall of Military Merits"

Chen Mu asked, "After the Military Merit Hall catches fire, who can get in?"

Su Wan stood at the back of the crowd, holding the copybook, her face pale.

She whispered, "After the fire was put out, only the military officers, the White Wolf Pass attendants, and the Han family's personal guards entered."

Han Wenshan looked at her.

"Miss Su, you and Chen Mu were previously engaged, and your marriage certificate is not clean."

Su Wan's fingers trembled.

That's a very hurtful statement.

Her past mistakes were brought up again in public.

Someone is watching her.

Someone whispered.

Su Wan lowered her head, her ears turning white.

But she didn't back down.

"I know I'm not clean."

She looked up, her voice not loud.

"So I'll only talk about what I've seen."

"I saw them go in."

"I didn't see if the medicine box was still there when they came out."

That's not a nice way to put it.

But there was no embellishment.

Yan Heng noted it down.

Han Wenshan's eyes turned even colder.

He discovered that these people had learned it.

It's quiet.

They didn't cry foul.

Let's just talk about specific things.

This is troublesome.

Chen Mu looked at Yan Heng.

"Lord Yan, check the footprints."

Han Wenshan said, "It snowed all night, and the footprints are long gone."

Chen Mu said, "There's a shed next to the well."

Ma Liu immediately shouted, "That's right! There's a broken shed above the well, so the snow can't cover it!"

Yan Heng did not hesitate.

"Go check."

Two military officers immediately went to the well.

Han Wenshan looked at Chen Mu.

"You think finding footprints will allow you to exonerate this barbarian woman?"

Chen Mu said, "Whether or not to wash her is not urgent."

"First, find out who stole the medicine box."

"The identity of the person who stole the medicine kit hasn't been determined, so what right do you have to execute a witness?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the cookhouse understood.

Old Chai gritted his teeth and said, "That's right! They haven't even caught the thief, yet they're already attacking those who accused him of being a thief—that's outrageous!"

Stone shouted, "That's right!"

Yan Heng glanced at the cookhouse.

"quiet."

The cooks immediately shut up.

But their eyes lit up.

Han Wenshan's knife rack is still there.

But those three knives couldn't be brought down for the time being.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the military officer returned.

One of them was holding a lump of wet mud in his hand.

Half a footprint was pressed into the mud.

The right side is darker than the left.

What's worse, there was some black oil next to the footprints.

Yan Heng took a sniff.

"butter."

Han Wenshan's expression finally changed.

Chen Mu looked at Anato.

Anato looked at him too.

There was a very slight smile in her eyes.

It's not a provocation.

It was as if they had breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Heng asked, "When sealing the crossbow mechanism in the Heitie armory, was tallow used?"

Ji Yunzhou said, "Use it."

Han Wenshan said in a deep voice: "There is tallow in each of the armories at Bailang Pass."

Chen Mu answered quickly.

"Then check the missing personnel in each database."

Han Wenshan coldly replied, "Do you think the armory is your kitchen, something you can just search whenever you want?"

Yan Heng raised his hand.

"This matter has been recorded."

He didn't say he would check.

It wasn't said that they wouldn't investigate.

Chen Mu knew that he was just one step away from success.

Han Wenshan also knew.

So he immediately switched knives.

"Lord Yan."

Han Wenshan stood up.

"Even if the matter of the medicine chest is investigated separately, Chen Mu's unauthorized establishment of military power still exists."

"The cooks are under his sole command."

"Even though he was bedridden and ill, he still managed to get Ma Liu to follow people, let the lame San to be on the list, and let Lao Chai resist trial."

"This is not a corporal."

"This is a privately-run battalion."

That was a very precise cut.

The expressions on the faces of the cooks changed.

They are not afraid of being beaten.

But I was afraid of implicating Chen Mu.

Yan Heng looked at Chen Mu.

"How will you answer?"

Chen Mu remained silent for a while.

The lights inside the tent flickered.

Lin Qinghe stood behind him, her fingers gripping the bandage.

Chen Mu didn't make any boastful remarks.

He only asked, "Lord Yan, can the merits of the cooks be recorded in the official military tents?"

Yan Heng said, "Yes, pending verification."

"Whose nuclear power?"

"Superior, military law officer, registrar."

Chen Mu asked, "What happens when the superior officer steals credit, the chief clerk is killed, and military law is enforced late?"

Yan Heng did not answer.

Chen Mu looked at the knife rack.

"They won't be able to wait for you."

"So I'll write it down first."

"Whoever is alive, will be our witness."

"Whoever dies, leaves their name."

"Is this what you call establishing unauthorized military power?"

He gasped for breath.

His voice was even hoarser.

"Then I admit it."

The field fell silent.

Lin Qinghe's face turned pale.

Lu Shuangyi also looked at him.

A smile finally appeared in Han Wenshan's eyes.

That's exactly what he was waiting for.

Chen Mu continued, "But please remember the last sentence as well, Lord Yan."

"I keep personal records because public accounts don't."

"If the public accounts are recorded, I will immediately hand over my private accounts."

Yan Heng paused for a moment.

Ji Yunzhou slowly raised his head.

Han Wenshan's smile froze.

Chen Mu did not plead guilty.

The blame was shifted back to the official military camp.

Yan Heng stared at him for a long time.

Finally, he said, "Remember."

The clerk puts down his pen.

The snow is still falling.

Before the list of military merits, three swords still lay across the shelf.

But today, not a single one fell swoop.

As Anado was led back to the wooden stake, she suddenly whispered, "Chen Mu."

Chen Mu looked at her.

Anato smiled.

"You just saved me."

Chen Mu said, "You haven't finished paying off your debts yet."

Anato gritted her teeth.

"You're such a boring person."

Chen Mu closed his eyes.

"Interesting people die quickly."

Yan Heng stood up.

"Tomorrow we will examine the unauthorized establishment of military power."

Han Wenshan looked at Chen Mu in the medical tent, his voice very soft.

"Chen Mu, you saved the barbarian woman today."

"Who will save you tomorrow?"

Chen Mu did not answer.

Outside the tent, Lame Three began reciting the list again.

The voice is slow, hoarse, and clumsy.

Yet it was exactly the same line.