The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

After hearing that General Yue had launched a northern expedition and had recaptured Bianliang, riots broke out in Hebei Province, with rebel armies everywhere responding. The Central Plains was completely devastated.

The envoy really didn't dare to put on airs as easily as he did in the past.

The ones who responded to him were Yue Lei and other generals of the Yue Family Army, who looked at him as if he were a fool.

Now that things have come to this, who doesn't know what you are here for?

"Bullshit!" a general muttered.

"Are you here to negotiate, or to be scolded like a shrew?"

The messenger almost collapsed.

In the end, Yue Lei took the plate and made a few requests.

"If you want to stop the war, that's fine."

"First, return the late emperor's spirit."

"Second, send Emperor Jing Kang back."

"Third, those women you abducted must be returned to us."

"How can four or two hundred thousand silver ingots be enough? At least two million!"

"Once you meet these conditions, we can reluctantly negotiate with your country."

"General Yue." The messenger felt the veins on his head throbbing.

“According to the peace agreement.

"We were going to return the coffin of the Prince of Tianshui."

"As for the Duke of Tianshui, he is a minister of our Daxin Kingdom. How can we send our own ministers to an enemy country?"

"We will definitely send back the biological mother of the Rong Emperor, Wei."

"However, the other women have already been taken care of. Their masters do not agree. Our emperor cannot take them by force."

"As for the two million silver ingots, General Yue's appetite is really too big!!"

After saying this, the messenger snorted stubbornly and glanced at everyone with disdain.

"How can we, the Daxin Nation, with its millions of mighty soldiers, sit idly by and watch you clowns run rampant? Once the army arrives—"

Before he could finish his words, the whole room burst into laughter.

"Good boy, this guy is buying vegetables as if he were at the market and he's even bargaining!"

"that is!"

"You really think you're a nobody!"

"A million strong army? Who are you trying to fool?"

"Would you like to visit the Jingguan in Bianliang City and see the heads of your mighty army?"

"General Yue, you've been on the Northern Expedition. So far, you haven't won a single battle. I really don't know where your confidence comes from."

Oops.

The messenger reacted.

The guys in front of me are not the weaklings of Rong State in the south.

These are all fierce warriors who grew up in the Central Plains under the brutal suppression of the Xin Army.

Intimidating them may not be very effective.

"......" Yue Lei raised his hand to stop the generals from laughing.

After experiencing many dramatic changes, the boy grew up extremely quickly.

"Peace talks?" Yue Lei asked casually.

"Have we admitted it?"

"That's what the government talked to you about!"

“We don’t recognize it!”

"No matter what shit the emperor signed, that's a matter between you and the emperor!" Yue Lei's eyes revealed a bit of ferocity.

"My father has told us all through his actions!!"

"Everything you took from us, we will take back!"

"You figure it out."

"We are not the ones kneeling down to beg you to return Lingshu, Emperor Jingkang, and the women."

"It was Father who beat you so badly that you were left pissing and shitting all over the place, forcing you to kneel down and lick Father's boots. Please beg Father to stop beating you!!"

"You are the ones begging us!"

"Therefore, you have no choice but to agree to our conditions."

"If you don't agree..." Yue Lei raised his eyebrows.

"Do you really think that our father can't fight his way to the capital?"

"......" The messenger was unable to utter a word.

"Show him away." Yue Lei drove him away without any courtesy.

"I'm sorry you can't make the decision on this kind of thing."

"Go back and discuss this with your King Liang."

"I advise you to hurry up."

"As long as you don't agree, Marshal Father's attack will not stop."

"If you delay too long, you might end up having to negotiate on your knees in Yanjing."

The messenger woke up as if from a dream, stumbled out of the door, mounted his horse and rode away, whipping the warhorse so hard that it screamed and howled.

"General Yue." After the messenger left, a general asked in confusion.

"If Xinguo really agrees, do we really have to negotiate with Xinguo?"

Judging from the way Yue Lei spoke, he seemed to be doing it in a very professional manner.

However, can Yue Lei's words really represent Yue Peng's meaning?

"......" Yue Lei looked at the general speechlessly.

"Do you think it's possible?"

"We're just teasing them—wouldn't it take time for us to organize an army, stockpile supplies, and gather medicinal herbs?"

Although there were many young and strong men near the city of Bianliang, it would take several months to train these men into barely qualified soldiers.

What's more, there are still volunteers coming to Hebei to join the army, and it will take time to absorb them.

In this case, before reorganizing the army, I have nothing to do, so I might as well draw a pie in the sky to amuse the big fool in the north.

Yanjing.

Wuzhu covered his forehead and looked at the ink line on the map representing the offensive of Yue Army, and felt a throbbing in his temples.

Collapse

It all collapsed!!

Before he had time to start peace talks and dialogue, Yue's army launched a thunderous offensive.

Hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of beast hordes, rolled eastward like a flood that broke through a dam.

They overwhelmed everything that stood in their way. In the Central Plains, there was no military force that could stop them.

Emergency documents flew towards Yanjing like snowflakes.

Wuzhu discovered pessimistically.

Now his biggest hope has become to keep Hebei and part of Shandong through negotiations.

"It's really a ghost!!" After flipping through the emergency documents, Wuzhu almost pulled out his beard.

"Just how big is this beast tide?!"

According to previous information, when in Henan, Shu Yichao's beast tide should have only numbered a few thousand.

By the time they reached Shanxi, there might already be tens of thousands of them.

By the time they recaptured Bianliang and swept across Shandong, the size of the beast tide had jumped from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands in one go.

The speed at which this snowball is rolling is simply too terrifying.

It's only been half a year!

Unlike others who thought that the number of beast hordes in the emergency letter was nonsense, Wushu had a hunch

Shu Yichao's troops might really be that numerous.

After all, when birds and beasts see the golden-winged Roc, most of them will bow down in worship.

Moreover, wild beasts are different from the population that needs to be conscripted. They can really go into battle with their entire family.

The only problem is...

"How does he maintain such a large army?"

"Where do the food supplies come from?"

Wuzhu was puzzled.

Even if they are wild beasts, with the current number, it is impossible for them to rely solely on looting to supply logistics.

"We can only hope that Gao Biao and Asu Bu can hold off the Golden-Winged Dapeng for a while.

"otherwise……"

Wuzhu looked at the map and felt the tingling sensation in his head becoming more and more obvious.

Just then, there was a noise outside the door.

"Your Highness Prince Liang, the envoys sent to Yuenan and General Yue have returned!"

"Oh? You're back now?" Wuzhu rushed out in a hurry, hoping that the messenger could bring him some good news.

Then, he was stunned by Yue Lei's conditions.

"Such an outrageous condition is just a prerequisite for negotiation!?"

"Agree to everything. Only when they feel better will they talk to us!"

Wuzhu was furious.

"Who does this little bastard from the Yue family think he is?!"

"We in Daxin will never agree to this!!"

Lingshu and the female relatives were fine, but how could such a thing as Emperor Jingkang, which was extremely politically destructive and could be considered a treasure to Zhao Jiu, be handed over to Yue's army?

Not to mention two million silver ingots, I'm afraid I'd have to scrape the land from the sky to get that much.

Besides, even so, it is only possible to negotiate.

Such conditions, such extremely humiliating conditions...

"Your Highness Prince Liang, urgent news!!" An envoy rushed in breathlessly, holding an emergency communication document in his hand.

"The Golden-winged Dapeng captured Qufu. General Gao Biao and his army were killed in the city. The entire city was burned down!!"

"General Asubu's night attack on the Beast Tide army failed, and tens of thousands of his elite troops were completely wiped out!!"

The messenger arrived weeping blood.

"The imperial court has no more soldiers to use in the Central Plains!"

"......" Upon hearing such bad news, Wuzhu staggered and almost fell to the ground.

“King Liang!!”

"Your Highness Prince Liang!!"

The generals rushed forward to support Wuzhu, but they only saw that the old general's chest was heaving violently, his face was ashen, his breath was turbid, and he looked like he was seriously ill and dying.