Chapter 1178: Mo Yunjing Makes a Move
paper bag, then at the wine jar closest to him.The wine jar contained a black powder, and he had no idea what it was.He stood there for a moment, then suddenly picked up a wooden spoon from beside him...From the city to the military camp, it really only took a quarter of an hour at full gallop.
However, Zhou Yuan, who was thrown onto the horse's back and traveled this way, had fainted from the pain when he reached the military camp.
Yunliu threw him to the ground and then dragged him into the military camp with a rope.
Everyone in the military camp knew that the emperor had issued an imperial decree, and they also knew that the emperor wanted King Beijang to be in command of the troops and lead them to repel the Red Nation's army.
But they were soldiers brought by Zhou Yuan, and it was rumored that this King of the Northern Frontier was not favored by the emperor besides having the ability to lead troops into battle. Following him, they got nothing but a desperate struggle.
It is said that the Cloud Army he trained was exceptional in ability, fighting bravely on the battlefield and making indelible contributions.
Yet, over the years, they have not received the titles they deserved. While their soldiers may call them generals, in reality, the emperor has never officially bestowed any rank upon them.
They were only considered capable by the Beijiang army, so the Beijiang army recognized them as generals and obeyed them.
They admire the selfless devotion of the Cloud Family Army, but they can't match their spirit of renouncing fame and fortune.
They joined the army not out of choice, but because they were desperate. Every soldier yearned to earn military honors while fighting bravely, hoping for both fame and fortune, to bring glory to their ancestors, and to receive a salary from the imperial court.
Unlike the Cloud Army trained by King of the Northern Border, who fought desperately but achieved nothing.
So, deep down, they were unwilling to be taken over by the King of Beijang, and even less so to become like the Cloud Family Army.
Now, the King of Beijiang has arrived with an imperial decree and his troops. Even General Zhou, whom they usually fear most, was beaten so badly that he was dragged back. At the sight of this, all they could do was look at each other in astonishment, but none dared to speak a word.
Zhou Yuan was dragged into his own residence, Yun Liu's sharp eyes fell on Zhou Yuan's attendants, "Go fetch a basin of ice water."
The attendant glanced at Zhou Yuan, who was unconscious on the ground, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. His heart trembled slightly, but he ultimately meekly replied, "Yes."
Soon, the man brought back a basin of cool water. Yun Liu didn't say a word and took it over, splashing it on Zhou Yuan's face.
Zhou Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, letting out a pained groan. He struggled to see where he was. He glanced around and saw his attendants, his lips moving slightly as if he wanted to say something.
Before any sound could be made, Yun Liu spoke calmly, "A quarter of an hour has passed, and we haven't seen the military order. It seems you want to continue being dismembered."
"No...Don't, I...I give."
Zhou Yuan had no more tricks up his sleeve. He quickly revealed the location of his hidden army talisman.
Eleven took it out and handed it to Mo Yunjing.
Mo Yunjing looked at the military talisman, confirmed it was real and then threw it to Yunliu, "Go and assemble the soldiers."
Yunliu nodded slightly, "Yes."
With the military talisman in hand, Yun Liu led several of Zhou Yuan's attendants away.
Mo Yunjing also turned and walked out, Shi Yi dragged Zhou Yuan to follow.
Stepping out of the tent, Zhou Yuan only felt a wave of cold air piercing into his chest, gripping his internal organs and making him unable to tell if it was the pain inside or the wound outside that hurt more.
In a short while, Mo Yunjing stood straight on the high platform, and Eleven stood beside him. At Eleven's feet lay Zhou Yuan, who was humming softly.
Zhou Yuan was in excruciating pain and begged Eleven to find a military doctor to treat him, but Eleven remained expressionless and ignored Zhou Yuan's pleas.
Yunliu took the military talisman and went to find those deputy generals. Soon they appeared in the square, looking at the scene on the platform, everyone felt a sigh.
How could General Zhou, who has always been so arrogant, become like this
Among those lieutenants was Wang Xing, Zhou Yuan's brother-in-law.
Wang Xing's personality is very similar to Zhou Yuan's, arrogant and domineering. And Wang Xing knows very well that he can run rampant in the army because Zhou Yuan is his brother-in-law.
So when he saw Zhou Yuan transformed into this way, he immediately rushed up and shouted, "Doctor, doctor Quickly call a doctor!"
As he approached Zhou Yuan, intending to help him up, Shi Yi suddenly struck with her palm, hitting Wang Xing hard in the chest. Wang Xing was instantly sent flying.
The soldiers below, seeing their leader being struck, drew their swords and pointed them at the platform.
Yunliu glanced at them, then used his light kung fu to leap onto the platform and stood beside Mo Yunjing.
More than a thousand people brought by Mo Yunjing stood straight under the stage, each with an expressionless face. However, their posture was worlds apart from those soldiers of Youlan City. In terms of momentum, they had surpassed these people by a significant margin.
Wang Xing saw that everyone around him had drawn their swords. He quickly thought about the current situation in his mind, considering that there were so many people here, and Mo Yunjing only brought this small group. Even if each of these people was highly skilled in martial arts, what could they do
He didn't believe they could stand against thousands alone, so Wang Xing covered his chest and stood up, glaring at Mo Yunjing and the others on stage. He roared angrily, "King of Beijiang, you mustn't be too arrogant! This isn't Beijiang, and we aren't people you can move at will. If..." Ah!"
"!!"
Before Wang Xing could finish his words, Mo Yunjing suddenly struck out with her palm, hitting Wang Xing's head with pinpoint accuracy.
When everyone saw Wang Xing's end, they all looked like they had seen a devil, with expressions of extreme horror.
No one knows just how much force the King of the Northern Border used, but... but his palm strike directly shattered Wang Xing's head... into four, five, six pieces!
This clearly shows how terrifying the Northern Border King's inner strength is. For a moment, everyone present looked at each other in astonishment. Those who had previously wanted to speak up for Zhou Yuan and Wang Xing instantly swallowed their words.
Mo Yunjing calmly retracted his hand, his expression unreadable as he scanned the people present before settling on Yunliu beside him.
Yun Liu nodded knowingly, then took two steps forward. Their prince's move to kill the chicken and warn the monkey was over, and he needed to keep adding fuel to the fire.
Clearing his throat, Yunliu pointed at Wang Xing's corpse, "Who here thinks this man died innocently"
Everyone looked at each other, none daring to speak first.
Seeing no one speak up, Yunliu pointed again at Zhou Yuan lying on the stage. “What about him Who here thinks he looks innocent like this”
Everyone looked at Zhou Yuan, who was already petrified with fear, their expressions changing unpredictably.
Yunliu let out a cold snort. "It seems you all know their actions on a daily basis, so you still think this punishment is too severe They have stained their hands with the lives of countless innocents. To let them die so easily is a great mercy."
As an imperial official and the General who guards one side of the country, Zhou Yuan not only failed to protect the land but also used his power to kill innocent people. How can such a person deserve the title of General Who Guards the Westered physical pain, and wouldn't be so young now, his life hanging in the balance.What is she capable of Feng Ming did so much for her, and he could only tell Mo Yun Jing this much. Perhaps there are...