"Stop! Who is it?"

"Members of the Yu family have a secret message for Lord Yu Deming, please let me know."

Looking at the young man's deep and strange eyes, the soldier on duty felt dizzy and nodded with a distracted look.

"Okay, let's go in."

After passing through layers of defenses, the young man in white stepped into the core area of ​​[Shanhaiguan] as if he were in a deserted place, looking around with interest.

Everywhere he looked, the guards on night duty were listless and demoralized, and a strong feeling of resentment lingered over the entire camp.

It seems that not everyone is willing to accept a thief as their father...

Zhao Yinshun nodded thoughtfully, but upon closer observation, he discovered that in addition to simple patriotism, this resentment may be caused by the combination of many factors.

Gulu gulu~

Abnormal noises within a radius of several thousand meters were heard in the ears. The continuous grunting showed that most of the soldiers did not even have enough to eat. Even the guards keeping watch at night rubbed their stomachs from time to time and cursed secretly.

Seeing this, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but pursed his lips.

Recalling that the Jin army had just passed through Shanhaiguan a few days ago, he had already roughly guessed the cause of the matter.

They would rather their own people go hungry, but also give priority to pleasing their future masters. As expected, the operations of these insects will never disappoint.

Shaking his head with a smile, the young man found the brightly lit and heavily guarded small castle and strode forward.

In the castle, Yu Deming was convening a meeting with all senior generals, constantly instilling in them the correctness and necessity of their actions. Because they had not had enough to eat for several days, the resentment of the people below was so strong that even he could not control it.

Already.

"The next batch of supplies will arrive soon. I just have to endure it for a few days, soldiers. You must understand my painstaking efforts!"

"The warriors of Daikin are going to resist the tyrant and help us defend our homeland. We can't let them go to the battlefield hungry, right?"

"We can't let the hero bleed and shed tears!"

"Besides, if we serve them well now, in the future we will have the merit of becoming a dragon, be promoted to a higher position, and enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth!"

………………

He walked back and forth waving his fists, but Kang's impassioned words did not have much effect. Except for the generals from aristocratic families who firmly stood on Yu Deming's side, many of the remaining senior generals looked at him indifferently.

"Performance".

The armies of Youzhou and Liaozhou and the barbarians of Jizhou are old rivals. The two sides have been fighting on and off for decades, and they have already forged a bloody feud. Now they are suddenly asked to "turn enemies into friends", even at the expense of their own people's interests to please the other side.

, how could a hot-blooded and arrogant general accept it so easily?

Had it not been forcibly suppressed by the leadership headed by Yu Deming, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers stationed at Shanhaiguan would have rioted long ago.

However, if he really waits for the next batch of supplies to arrive in time, and Yu Deming then uses differentiation to win over, induces with benefits, and uses threats, he may be able to regain control of the situation.

Unfortunately, just when Yu Deming was talking and his mouth was dry, an "ordinary" young man pushed open the door and walked in. He glanced around and nodded with satisfaction.

"Who are you? Who let you in?"

Frowning impatiently, Yu Deming was about to beat up and scold this young "little soldier" who mistakenly wandered into an important military area, but saw him walking leisurely as if there was no one around, walking straight towards him.

That calm look and his "ordinary" appearance formed a subtle contradiction and distortion. Yu Deming hesitated for a while before suddenly realizing that it was impossible for a real ordinary person to maintain his posture under the gaze of a room of high-level extraordinary beings.

The grace of the gentle breeze.

Not to mention that even a seventh-level god general like him would be unbearable if he revealed even a hint of his emotions!

The other party's reaction seemed to have long been used to this kind of spectacle, as if he should have been the focus of the world!

Sensing the strange contradiction between reality and cognition, Yu Deming felt a cold air rushing from his tailbone to the sky, and instantly goosebumps spread all over his body.

The surging divinity condensed in his body, overdrafting all the blood demons, compressing the violent power to the limit, and aimed at the young man in white who was walking calmly.

But the expected attack did not come. The young man ignored Yu Deming, who was facing a formidable enemy, walked straight past him, and sat on the tiger-skin general chair representing the coach.

"Um??!"

The strange situation made the belated generals realize that something was wrong. They stood up suddenly and glared at the young man who had his legs crossed and his chin propped up with one hand, looking down at them condescendingly.

"You fucking..."

Before he finished speaking, the information barrier covering the young man slowly dissipated, as if an invisible veil was lifted from his face, allowing everyone to see his handsome and picturesque true face.

His face was indifferent, elegant, and calm, with a playful arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The eyes of everyone present slowly enlarged, as if they had seen some indescribable terrifying monster, and there was endless despair on the twisted facial features.

"Town... town... town..."

"sit down."

Calm interrupted the rereading, and the cold and magnetic voice seemed to carry irresistible power. Everyone was excited and sat back in their chairs tremblingly. They wanted to bury their heads under the table, and their whole bodies were shaking violently uncontrollably.

In this terrifying atmosphere, Yu Deming was completely embarrassed, because his chair was occupied by Zhao Yinshun, and he could only stand stiffly on the spot, with a huge divine body about to come out, neither Fang nor Fang.

"I heard that someone let the barbarians from Jizhou enter the border. Who came up with the idea?"

Swish swish swish~

Everyone's eyes turned to Yu Deming in unison. Bathed in the hot gaze, big beads of sweat slid down from his forehead, and in the blink of an eye, his entire collar was soaked.

Before he could come up with a sophistry, the young man in white on the stage smiled and nodded.

"Very good, kill him and I'll spare you the death penalty."

boom!

Without any hesitation, more than half of the generals rose up and rushed towards Yu Deming, ignoring the gap in rank.

Seeing this, Yu Deming gritted his teeth and slammed through the wall, turning into a stream of light and escaping in an instant.

Completely unable to keep up with the speed of the mythical general, the remaining people looked at Zhao Yinshun in fear and begged.

"Tsk~"

Disliked for their pouty mouth, Zhao Yinshun waved his hands at these people.

"For the sake of your cleverness, I won't punish you nine tribes for the time being. The rest... depends on your performance in the future."

Phew~

Heaving a long sigh of relief, all the generals knelt on the ground and cried in gratitude.

"Thank you [Zhen Guo Gong] for your kindness, [Zhen Guo Gong] for your mercy!"

Shaking his head with a smile, the young man turned his gaze to the general who hesitated just now, with a cruel curve on his lips.

"As for you..."

"[Zhen Guo Gong] have mercy on me!"

"I was just distracted for a moment and didn't react! Please [Zhen Guo Gong] give me another chance!"

………………

Just as they were begging for mercy, a shrill scream suddenly came from the distant sky. Along with the fierce divine conflict, a cruel and majestic energy ripple swept across the world, quickly swallowing up their familiar aura and destroying them.

Trembling all over, everyone looked out the window blankly, unable to believe that a mythical lord was completely killed in just a few breaths!

Even if he broke away from the army and escaped alone, the god general was extremely weak, but he was still a myth after all!

At the same time, deafening shouts of killing rose from all sides, removing the shield of "Unknown as Yin", and the blood-dampening evil poured in like a tide, drowning the entire Shanhaiguan in an instant.

"[The Duke of Zhenguo] has ordered you to lay down your weapons, kneel down and surrender, otherwise you will be punished with treason and the nine tribes will be exterminated!

"

"[The Duke of Zhenguo] has ordered you to lay down your weapons, kneel down and surrender, otherwise you will be punished with treason and the nine tribes will be exterminated!

"

………………

The sudden drastic change caused the entire Shanhaiguan to explode. The panicked soldiers who woke up from their sleep ran around, instinctively wanting to find their superiors. However, as the reports were raised level by level, they finally found that all the senior generals had been caught in one fell swoop.

"You guys, go and appease the soldiers and surrender to the [Xuanjia Army]."

Pointing to the activists just now, the group of people immediately kowtowed and left as if they had been granted amnesty.

Soon, Shanhaiguan, which was full of rebellion, gradually calmed down. Except for a few die-hard elements, most of the officers and soldiers obediently put down their weapons and surrendered to familiar faces.

There was no way, the garrison of [Shanhaiguan] was once part of the [Xuanjia Army], and when they saw that they were all former comrades and old leaders on the other side, they couldn't even raise the spirit of confrontation.

"Brother Liu, [Zhen Guo Gong] will drag us into a trap and kill us, right? I haven't taken a wife yet! Uuuuuuuu..."

A naive soldier found out that the man escorting him was actually a big brother from the same village, and he suddenly had the courage to cry.

Hearing this, the other prisoners also pricked up their ears and listened carefully and calmly.

"Who told you this rumor?"

Liu Zhixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he slapped his little brother on the back of his head, making him shrink back.

"I...I heard that Lord Wu An likes to kill prisoners. Doesn't [Zhen Guo Gong] have the title of Lord Wu An..."

"Fart, [Zhen Guo Gong] has such a bodhisattva heart, how can he trap and kill prisoners? Besides, you are all Damin people. The rebellion has nothing to do with you little soldiers and generals. Why kill you?"

He smiled and cursed angrily, realizing that everyone around him was eavesdropping, Liu Zhixin smiled pointedly.
To be continued...