news of Xiaoqin County Lord's suicide came from a servant who went shopping just now. He heard it on the road, knowing that our Wangfu had some connection with the Anle Houfu, so he came back and told...He felt that if he listened to these animals talk any longer, he would be driven mad with anger.

So he turned back to look at his own prince.

Mò Yún Jǐng finally responded, giving Yun Lì a gesture.

In that instant, Yun Liu's sword, which had been poised and ready in his hand, flew out immediately. The man surnamed Rong was instantly struck through the heart by Yun Liu's blade.

He stared at her with wide, incredulous eyes, "You..."

His trembling hand shot up, and Yunliu had already used light kung fu to rush in front of him, expressionlessly drawing his sword. Blood splattered immediately on the ground.

However, just this one sword strike wouldn't be enough to kill him outright. The man glared at Yun Liu with unwillingness, even as his last breath was fading. He desperately wanted to take someone down with him, but alas... he truly overestimated himself and underestimated Yun Liu's strength.

Before the man could even react, Yunliu's sword pierced his heart once again. This time, he died instantly.

Yunliu's eyes held no emotion whatsoever as he drew his sword and kicked the man towards the group.

A group of soldiers were immediately thrown into disarray, hastily taking several steps back.

The leader was killed immediately, and they lost their main force all at once. The rest of the group were like headless flies.

One by one, their hearts pounded with fear. Even the censor overseeing them hadn't anticipated such a bloody scene. All he could do was let out a gasp and take several steps back, pointing at Yunliu. "You... you're rebelling, aren't you"

"!"

Yun Liu's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave the censor a meaningful glance, which made the censor shiver.

"You... what do you want You can't kill an imperial official, my lord... I am here by the Emperor's command."

"Tch." Yunliu rolled her eyes at him directly. "Disappointing."

"But now he's dealing with this man, he looks at the soldiers who were rioting together, "Now everyone is quiet Come on, weren't you all quite talkative just a moment ago"

A group of soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment, instinctively glancing at the corpse on the ground. Their leader had died right before them, without even uttering a complete sentence. So now, if any of them dared to make a sound, they feared it would only lead to a more tragic end.

For a moment, no one dared to make a sound.

But such a scene is not what the censor wanted to see. He had secretly plotted for who knows how long for an uprising like this to occur today.

He also knew very well that whether or not he could force King Beijang and the others to leave today would be decided today.

So he couldn't give up easily, and if he did, he wouldn't be able to report back to the Emperor upon his return to the capital, and he would surely die.

On both sides, it's a fight to the death. With so many soldiers agreeing with his plan right now, he has to give it a try.

Thinking this, the Imperial censor stepped back a few paces and lowered his voice to the people beside him, "Don't forget His Majesty's secret decree. As long as we succeed today, you will become commanders of the garrison troops in Youlan City and be enfeoffed as generals of the first rank."

At this, his face instantly darkened and his tone shifted, "But if you can't even carry out His Majesty's order, you will all be walking a dead end."

And everyone, remember that King Beijang has a violent temper. Today, no matter what happens, you've already torn your face with King Beijang. Even if you do nothing from now on, do you think King Beijang will let you go

I have to say, this censor is quite good at grasping people's weaknesses. His words hit the nail on the head for those individuals.

Here, in this remote corner of the empire, imperial edicts hold little sway, and promotions or demotions are of little consequence. However, they have indeed angered the King of the North Frontier.

Just as the Censor overseeing the military said, given the disposition of King Beijiang, will he let them live after what they did today

The censor saw their expressions and immediately understood that his words had been heard.

Thus, he continued, "My lords, King of the Northern Frontier has only just arrived. No one in the entire camp of Youlan City wants war. Right now, as long as we all stand united, I don't believe that with just King of the Northern Frontier and his thousand or so Yun family soldiers, they can cause any trouble."

As expected, once the censor's words were spoken, those people were quickly persuaded.

They exchanged glances and one of them suddenly shouted, "Over the past year, our Yulan City army has suffered countless casualties. We can no longer bear the burden of war. Everyone wants to protect Yulan City and live a peaceful life. Therefore, we beg the King of Beijang to abandon the attack on Chi Country. We do not need war."

"Yes, we don't need war."

"Yes, we don't need war."

After a few shouted words of encouragement among themselves, the group previously spurred on by Yunliu's warning also seemed to forget his earlier deterrence. They began shouting in unison as well.

They all raised their spears and shouted, "We do not want war."

"We do not need war."

"We don't need war."

This scene was like if Mo Yunjing insisted on them going to war, they would definitely fight back against him.

Yunliu tightened his grip on the sword, his eyes dark and menacing as he considered striking.

Ke Yu Guang saw his own prince raise his hand without a trace of emotion. He raised an eyebrow and immediately used light kung fu to fly aside.

Mo Yunjing's deep eyes held an unknown emotion. He raised his hand and made a gesture, and immediately thousands of Cloud Family soldiers used light kung fu to fly into the air.

Each of them held a crossbow in their hand.

In this era, bows and crossbows haven't been invented yet. When An Xuetang learned of this, she drew up blueprints for these weapons and gave them to Mo Yunjing.

Both bows and crossbows were made by Mo Yunjing, but after testing them, he found that crossbows had a longer range, greater lethality, and higher accuracy than bows. For his Yun Family Army, crossbows were more suitable than bows.

So he ordered the production of crossbows to begin, but unfortunately, making crossbows was not easy. First, when making the arms of the crossbow, a wooden board had to be softened by boiling it in a special ingredient used for brewing alcohol, then bent into shape and dried before being polished smooth. Moreover, when carving out the arrow groove on the body of the crossbow, it had to be done in one go with a single knife and could not be repaired.

Because the production process is complicated and time-consuming, they have not produced many crossbows since they received the blueprints, only a few thousand so far.

Otherwise, if such weapons were mass-produced and given to every soldier, no country in the world would dare to attack Tianba Kingdom until they found a countermeasure.

After the Cloud Army hung in mid-air, Mo Yunjing remained expressionless, not uttering a single word. He made a gesture and immediately ordered them to fire arrows.

The Yun family army, with bows and arrows ready in hand, instantly loosed their arrows.

Cold arrows flew in.

Vote for me, I won't let you down!I don't understand what these black-clad people are after. An Xuetang and Feng Ming exchanged glances, both their eyes showing a mix of tension and complexity.Then, Feng Ming walked a few steps forwa...