My house was confiscated and I was exiled. I emptied the emperor's warehouse and fled.

Outside the city of Liaoxi County in Youzhou, the Qin family army is stationed.

All the generals gathered in Qin Junyi's main tent to discuss the siege strategy.

Just as the discussion was coming to an end and preparations were being made to attack the city, Shiyi's voice came from outside the tent: "Your Majesty, the Third Young Master has sent an urgent letter."

"Bring it in." Qin Junyi's voice remained calm, but his body leaned forward slightly, revealing a hint of urgency.

He picked it up and put it into the account and presented the envelope.

Opening the sealing wax, the contents on the paper appear before your eyes.

After Qin Junyi finished reading, the hand holding the letter trembled slightly due to excessive anger, and a strong murderous aura erupted all over his body.

The generals were startled and asked: "My lord, what happened?"

"There is a mouse who wants to steal the house." Qin Junyi clenched his fingers, and for just a moment, the letter shattered into scraps of paper in his hands, as fine as dust, slowly falling in the air.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the Lord's internal strength had reached such an extreme level.

"Is the situation critical?"

"Already caught, just waiting to be released."

After Qin Junyi finished speaking, he asked everyone to retreat and proceed as planned.

As everyone left, only he and Shi Yi and two others were left in the big tent.

Qin Junyi walked to the desk and sat down, followed closely by Shiyi, who quickly prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

As he started writing and writing, he wrote a reply full of murderous intent in one go, but it was still not put into the envelope.

Qin Junyi closed his eyes and meditated. When he opened his eyes again, he had already made a decision in his heart: "Go and ask Qingxuan to come over."

"Yes." Shiyi leaned over to accept the order.

When he turned around, he saw the newly written letter being thrown into the charcoal basin, and a burning smell suddenly filled the air.

Not long after, Qingxuan took over the task of assassinating the county guard and led the rebuilt ghost-faced army to leave the camp on horseback.

Qin Junyi himself took members of the Gongwei Division headed by Wu Shaohan and sneaked into the enemy camp at night to assassinate the enemy's chief general and senior generals.

The originally arduous siege battle turned into a crushing battle without any suspense after the heads of key enemy figures fell off their necks one after another and their morale plummeted.

Three days later, under the command of Qin Junyi, the carefully planned siege began in an orderly manner.

In less than half an hour, the Qin family's army broke through the city gate and captured the city in one fell swoop.

Qin Junyi took over the county with lightning speed and quickly stabilized the situation.

Under strict military discipline, the people in the city were not affected by the war, and the peace of the past was quickly restored.

After the war, Qin Junyi did not immerse himself in the joy of victory, but immediately began to arrange post-war affairs, form a new yamen team, restore the past order as soon as possible and implement the New Deal.

In the next few days, Qingxuan and Wu Shaohan's soldiers divided into two groups and continued to roam the city with a strong garrison. Their targets were local high-ranking officials and generals. If they failed to recruit them, they would assassinate them on the spot.

As for Qin Junyi, after the situation in the county was stabilized, he arranged the follow-up matters, personally selected several soldiers and shadow guards with high martial arts skills, and went to the farther Liaoxi County...

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The bloody storm caused by the eastern region has not yet reached the boundaries of Youzhou Fucheng due to the long distance.

Zhou Pi'an, who was imprisoned in the dungeon, kept clamoring to see Su Yunwan and Qin Mu, but he did not see either of the two people he named.

But if he was forgotten in a dark and damp dungeon, that was not the case.

Twenty lashes a day became his routine punishment.

Even though the skin on his body was already torn and there was almost no intact skin, the punishment still never stopped.

Zhou Pi'an was lying on the straw, staring at the closed cell door with bloodshot eyes, his heart filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.

Why is it that even though he has achieved great success and regained control of the army, he still falls into the miserable situation of being a slave to others and a fish to me?

Where is Ding Hong? Did he attack?

After so many days, why haven't you come to save him?

Daily flogging has become an unbearable torture for Zhou Pi'an, who has been pampered since childhood.

When the pain was unbearable, he began to recall all the past. Those former glory and status were now in vain.

He could only endure endless pain and torture in this dark and damp dungeon, waiting for an unknown fate.

Just when he thought he would die from being flogged day after day, the cell door suddenly opened with a "squeak".