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

After the old military judge was dismissed, he did not enter the Hall of Military Merit.

He had the case placed at the top of the three lists.

The black wooden box was placed in the center of the long table. The iron lock was opened, and inside there was only an old case file, three black tags, and a polished copper seal.

Yan Heng stood to the left of the desk.

He Wenbai stood to the right of the desk.

Ji Yunzhou held the imperial inspector's plaque, his expression not good.

None of the three people sat down.

The old man glanced at them, then looked finally at the medical tent.

Where is Chen Mu?

Han Wenshan said, "He is seriously injured and is hiding in the medical tent."

Yan Heng looked at him coldly: "I forbade him from leaving the tent."

The old man ignored what the two were saying.

"Bring it here."

Lin Qinghe was the first to emerge from the medical tent.

Her wrist was still wrapped in cloth, and the handle of the medicine box was cracked. Upon hearing the words "bring it here," her face immediately turned cold.

"His wound reopened last night."

The old man looked up: "Are you a military medic?"

"Yes."

"Will I die?"

Lin Qinghe bit her lip: "I will endure further torture."

"Then don't let him stand."

The old man pointed to the table in front of him.

"Bring the bed along."

The cooks in the camp immediately became agitated.

With a sling still hanging from his shoulder, Stone was the first to push forward: "Do they have to carry a sickbed during interrogation? Is White Wolf Prison heartless?"

Old Chai sat on the door panel, his back injury causing him to gasp for breath, but he still managed to kick him.

"Shut up."

"If you yell again, we'll carry you up too."

Stone retreated, his eyes red.

Ma Liu had a short chain around his leg and was being watched by two military guards. He tried to follow them, but the chain snapped, and he almost fell into the snow.

"Slow down! I'm not running away!"

The lame man helped him up.

"Your legs are fast, but your mouth is even faster."

"Don't rush now."

Chen Mu was quickly carried to the front of the list.

His chest heaved slightly as the low couch touched the ground. Lin Qinghe immediately supported his shoulders and back, and steadied the folded old cloak.

Lu Shuangyi stood beside the couch.

She did not draw her sword.

But when Han Wenshan's personal guards tried to move forward, she only glanced at them before they stopped.

Only then did the old military judge speak.

"Du Song, Judge of the Military Law Division of Bailang Pass."

"By the seal of the Military Law Department, I am reviewing the case of the unauthorized establishment of military power in Black Stone Fortress."

After he finished speaking, he took out the first black slip and placed it on the old table.

"Chen Mu, do you plead guilty?"

Chen Mu leaned against the couch, his voice still hoarse.

"What is the crime?"

Du Song unfolded the old scroll.

"Without formal military orders, they gathered the fire-headed battalion, the remaining soldiers at the south gate, and the guards at the north wall into a single unit."

"The three private rankings".

"Privately recording military merits."

"Distributing arms privately."

"Order the soldiers to recognize only your orders, not those of their superiors."

"These five aren't enough?"

The clerk then took out another piece of paper from the black wooden box.

Chen Mu's name was not on this piece of paper.

It lists the hometowns and family backgrounds of Lao Chai, Shi Tou, Ma Liu, Que San, and the other members of the temporary review team.

Does anyone have an elderly mother at home?

Whose family lives in the military settlement outside the fort?

Who has received the relief rations for fallen brothers?

Who still owes the White Wolf Pass Grain Bureau an old debt?

Not a single line was missed.

When Shi Tou saw the words "Mother alone, living in Xitun" after his name, his face changed instantly. He wasn't afraid of being beaten by the military, but he was afraid that the Han family would reach into that drafty mud house in Xitun.

Old Chai stopped cursing.

Han Wenshan did not come to interrogate Chen Mu on short notice.

He had already thoroughly explored these people's weaknesses.

Hitting an old man only hurts one person.

If you just lay out the family members, the whole team will be too afraid to move.

Chen Mu stared at the paper, his chest wound tightening in waves.

Han Wenshan stood by the table, not looking at the cooks, but it was as if he had already gripped everyone by the neck.

The men from the cookhouse turned pale upon hearing this.

This is not the apology note that Han Wenshan posted a few days ago.

The old case brought by Du Song made every detail even more compelling.

The three lists can become a gathering of people.

Being listed on the list can be used as a means of bribery.

Holding onto the iron claw box can also be seen as disobeying orders.

The more they protected the tent, the heavier Chen Mu's crime became.

Han Wenshan stood to the side and slowly said, "Lord Du, these people were still hugging the armory yesterday in public. Chen Mu's deputy commander of the personal guards has already taken it, but they still refuse to leave."

Du Song looked at the wooden shed.

Iron claws, short axes, and leather armor are still sealed there.

The dozen or so men from the cookhouse were still guarding the area.

"Who ordered you to guard this place?"

Stone opened his mouth to answer.

Old Chai grabbed him.

The lame man spoke first: "We'll guard the seal."

"Will the seal be issued by order?"

"Won't."

"Then why don't you leave?"

The lame man looked at the wooden box.

"Who dragged which iron claws were in the box? It's on the list."

"I'm afraid it will be changed."

Du Song's eyes turned cold.

"So you believe the proclamation, not the military order."

The lame man was tongue-tied and couldn't answer immediately.

A smile appeared in Han Wenshan's eyes.

Chen Mu then asked, "What old case did Lord Du bring?"

Du Song looked at him.

"Twelve years ago, a squad leader in Qingliu Fort secretly took in defeated soldiers, made a roster, distributed the spoils, and formed personal connections. Six months later, he killed his superior and opened the fort gates."

Stone couldn't help but yell, "We didn't open the door!"

The military officer immediately drew his sword.

Old Chai kicked him again.

The kick aggravated his back injury, and Old Chai himself turned pale with pain.

Chen Mu did not look at the stone.

"Has the squad leader from Qingliubao been temporarily assigned to a review squad by a military judge?"

Du Song did not answer.

"Is there a wooden plaque for the imperial inspector?"

Ji Yunzhou raised his head.

"Is there a system of joint deployment between military law enforcement and imperial inspector's offices?"

Yan Heng also looked at Du Song.

With each question Chen Mu asked, Han Wenshan's smile faded a little.

Du Song closed the old case.

"You want to drag Yan Heng and Ji Yunzhou into this too?"

Chen Mu shook his head.

"It's not a shill."

"Whoever forms the team, writes their name on it."

"If anything goes wrong, it can all be attributed to a corporal privately raising soldiers."

Ji Yunzhou walked to the desk and put down the imperial inspector's wooden plaque.

"I was the one who suggested the temporary review team."

Yan Heng also spoke up: "I'll make a temporary note of it."

Han Wenshan said coldly, "You two are here to check accounts, not to organize troops."

"So this is just a temporary note," Yan Heng said, looking at him. "Chen Mu was never granted the authority to mobilize troops."

Du Song pressed his finger on the black slip of paper and remained silent for a moment.

"it is good."

"Chen Mu has illegally established military power; he will not be convicted for the time being."

The cooks in the kitchen just breathed a sigh of relief.

Du Song immediately cut short his next sentence.

"But the temporary review team is to be disbanded immediately."

The stone suddenly looked up.

Ma Liu forgot about the chains on his feet, took a step forward, and the chains rattled loudly.

The color drained from Old Chai's face.

They only had this name for a day.

It's gone now.

Du Song looked at Yan Heng.

"Without the approval of the Military Law Department, the Imperial Inspector and the Military Judge have no right to privately organize troops."

"Old Chai, Stone, Ma Liu, and Lame San, take them into custody for questioning."

"The rest of you return to your original camp."

"The three lists are sealed and no longer to be memorized."

The lame man tightened his grip on the wooden stick in his hand.

Military officers were sent to the three ranks.

This time, they didn't bring a seal.

It's an axe.

The first axe blow cracked the border of the military merit list.

The eyes of everyone in the cookhouse were all red.

Shi Tou lunged forward, but Zhou Tie grabbed his shoulder from behind.

"Let me go!"

"Let them chop up the list!"

Zhou Tie gritted his teeth and said, "If you make a move now, Chen Mu will truly be raising his own army!"

The second axe fell.

Wood chips flew into the snow.

Chen Mu lay on the couch, his fingers gripping the corner of the blanket tighter and tighter.

He did not call a halt.

He did not allow Lu Shuangyi to draw her sword.

He could only watch.

This is what he lost today.

It's not a piece of paper.

It was a title that the cooks had just received.

Han Wenshan walked to the bedside and bent down.

"Chen Mu".

"No team, no orders, not even the leaderboard."

What do you have left?

Chen Mu watched as the third axe blow came down.

The list of military merits was poured into the snow.

The lame man's lips moved slightly.

He remained silent.

Du Song had just given an order that no one was allowed to recite it anymore.

Chen Mu withdrew his gaze.

"There are still people left."

Han Wenshan smiled.

"Then I'll start with people."

When the military officers separated Lao Chai and the others, a young cook in the ranks suddenly knelt down.

"Master Du."

"I'm not going to memorize it anymore."

Stone suddenly turned around: "Er Gou!"

Er Gou didn't dare to look up, only staring at the snow.

"My father farms military fields in Xitun. We still owe two months' worth of grain."

"I am not one of Chief Chen's men."

The fire station fell silent.

Nobody scolded him.

Chen Mu didn't have it either.

Er Gou is not a traitor.

He only saw the household registration form.

Han Wenshan's most ruthless trait lies here. He doesn't force everyone to kneel; once he forces the first person to kneel, the rest will start to wonder if their families can withstand the pressure.

Stone's chest heaved violently. He wanted to pull Er Gou up, but he didn't know what to say.

Old Chai said in a hoarse voice, "Kneel if you want, but don't freeze your knees. Your father is waiting for you to come back."

Er Gou's shoulders trembled, and he lowered his head even further.

Chen Mu watched this scene without saying, "The tent will protect you."

We can't protect it now.

The list had just been split up, the team had just been dismantled, and the family's livelihood was still in Han Wenshan's hands.

He said it, but it was all empty talk.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dungeon guard stumbled into the training ground.

"Lord Yan!"

"Zhao Hong vomited blood in prison!"

The person who delivered the food... has disappeared!