jdhmnovel Chapter 155: The art of making medicine men can defeat an army of ten thousand!
Chapter 155: The art of making medicine men can defeat an army of ten thousand!
"Somebody come!"
Baili Luochen shouted softly to the outside of the main hall, and then heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.
The door of the main hall of the Marquis's Mansion was pushed open, and two burly officers walked in.
"Master Hou!"
The two lieutenants stood straight with calm expressions and saluted Baili Luochen.
"Those hunting dogs in the barracks haven't been out hunting since winter. Drag this guy down and give them a treat!"
The two lieutenants looked at each other, then at the lifeless body of Jin Li lying on the ground, and then responded at the same time:
"As ordered!"
Jin Li's body was dragged out of the main hall, and two military officers lifted his legs and disappeared into the night.
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Wen Yanzhao sat next to his aunt, his eyes flashing back and forth between the faces of Baili Luochen and Baili Chengfeng, father and son.
The old marquis paced back and forth, his expression somewhat solemn. After a long while, he finally spoke:
"Zhao'er, I heard from your aunt that the last massacre in Tianqi was for General Ye's orphan. Is that true?"
Wen Yanzhao nodded and replied, "That's right. He was imprisoned at the time, and not only me, but Mr. Li also wanted to protect him."
Wen Luoyu couldn't sit still any longer, so she took advantage of the moment when Baili Luochen hadn't spoken and raised her voice:
"Father! What are you still worried about? Dongjun is following Mr. Li now, and he must have left Tianqi very far away."
"Even if Emperor Tai'an wanted to attack Dongjun, how could Mr. Li just sit back and watch? Dongjun is his last disciple!"
In the Baili family, Wen Luoyu has always had a lot of say, and Baili Luochen also admires his strong-willed daughter-in-law.
Baili Luochen sat back in his seat, his eagle eyes sharp:
"What I'm worried about right now isn't Dong Jun's safety. As you said, he's safe, so there's no need to worry."
"I was just thinking back to when Ye Yu, Xiao Chongjing, and I, three brothers, became sworn brothers..."
"Ye Yu was framed and his family was destroyed by Emperor Tai'an. Now I'm afraid the same thing will happen to me, Baili Luochen!"
"If you don't rebel, he'll deprive you of your military power sooner or later! If you rebel, I, your father, won't be completely sure of what will happen next..."
Wen Yanzhao naturally knew that Baili Luochen was worried about the safety of this family of more than a hundred people.
If he could go back to the time when Baili Luochen was in his prime and led the Pofeng Army to be invincible, given his temper, he would surely ride his horse and hold his sword, and rush to the imperial city!
Whether it is Wen Lin or Baili Luochen, at this age, there are too many things to worry about.
Once you've shot, there's no turning back. That's what power struggles are like; once you're on the field, it's a fight to the death!
Just as Wen Yanzhao's thoughts turned, Baili Chengfeng slammed the table and stood up:
"Father! We've been forced to this point. Who knows how many spies from Tianqi City are surrounding the Marquis' Mansion right now!"
"Zhao'er took action to eliminate a group of people today, and tomorrow this matter will directly reach the Dragon Court. If we are not prepared by then, the situation will probably be even worse!"
"As long as father gives the order, I will be the vanguard in defeating the unjust and tyrannical ruler!"
Baili Chengfeng spoke in a stern voice, and Wen Luoyu beside him also looked at him with a rare look of admiration.
Baili Luochen sighed, his Adam's apple moving up and down:
"Alas... When we three brothers swore an oath together, we promised that no matter what the future held, we would never betray each other."
"When Xiao Chongjing was still a prince, I could believe his words. But now that he has firmly established his rule over the country, his words are like bullshit!"
"Although I have 100,000 Wind-Breaking Troops under my command, these 100,000 men are 100,000 pockets that need money, food, and military pay!"
"Without the monthly rations from the imperial court, it would be extremely difficult for this small city of Qiandong to supply a hundred thousand soldiers of the Pofeng Army!"
Baili Chengfeng's eyes, which had been blazing just now, suddenly dimmed after hearing what Baili Luochen said.
He had been in the army since he was young, so he naturally understood the principle that food and fodder must be sent before troops move.
If the Marquis of Zhenxi rebelled against the imperial court, the monthly military pay for a hundred thousand soldiers and horses would cost one million taels of silver, not counting military equipment and fodder.
At this moment, Wen Yanzhao finally stood up with a confident look on his face:
"Grandpa Baili, Uncle, if even one percent of these 100,000 Broken Wind Army soldiers were trained by us using the Medicine Man Technique to become invincible Medicine Men, would we still need to worry about the issue of soldiers, horses, money, and food?"
"Besides this technique of poisoning people, we also have the poisons of our Wen family. With these two, do we still need to worry about Emperor Tai'an cutting off the Pofeng Army's supplies?"
Wen Yanzhao's words were like a thunderclap that exploded in silence, making everyone in the room's hearts beat wildly!
Baili Luochen suddenly stood up, staring at Wen Yanzhao with a hawk-like gaze and said:
"Zhao'er! You said... the art of making medicine? Could it be that the Confucian Immortal is still alive in the world?!"
Baili Chengfeng also followed up and asked:
"Zhao'er, please explain clearly. Is it possible that the art of making medicine men is in your hands now?"
Wen Yanzhao looked back at the door, a little hesitant.
Baili Luochen smiled:
"Don't worry, Zhao'er. You don't have to worry about anyone in this mansion eavesdropping. We're all family. Just tell Grandpa what you want without worrying about it!"
Wen Yanzhao felt relieved after hearing this, and took out the note given by Ruxian from his pocket:
"Grandpa and uncle were right. The Confucian Immortal did not die. I saved his life with my poison technique."
"What!? Is he still in Qiandong City?"
Baili Luochen exclaimed.
Wen Yanzhao smiled faintly:
"The Confucian Immortal is currently in Lingnan, at the Wen family!"
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