After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

The people were so frightened that they stayed indoors and recited scriptures silently, hoping that the war would not affect them.

And their prayers seemed to be effective. In just a moment, the generals sent by Helian Xiao were defeated step by step. In a moment, their army was completely defeated, their morale was gone, and they no longer posed any threat.

At that time, the sound of weapons tearing on the dock gradually became lighter, leaving only a few clanging sounds, which were nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot, a dying struggle.

Feng Qiwu slowly wiped the remaining blood off the sword. The sharp sword light made his eyes look crazy and dark. The murderous aura in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and there was even a hint of happiness after venting his frustration, which was really terrifying.

Although the leading general was defeated, he still stared at Feng Qiwu with a piercing gaze, and was furious: "Feng Qiwu, you are the god of war, you have a lot of skills, and you have also defended the mountains and rivers of Beilang. I admire you very much, but how can you forget your original intention and become a traitor now?"

"Feng Qiwu, do you really want the cavalry behind you to trample through the Beilang Imperial City, causing the mountains and rivers to bleed and the people to flee?"

The general's voice was hoarse from defeat, but his tone was rising high, fierce and surging.

After a while, Feng Qiwu casually lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, and said casually: "I can't bear the word treason. Now, I just want to protect myself. Since ancient times, those who have made great achievements and surpassed their masters have never had a good end. General, ask yourself, does His Majesty have the magnanimity to tolerate me?"

His voice was clear and calm, and no emotion could be heard from it.

"This..." Upon hearing this, the general was like a rooster with its throat strangled, unable to speak.

It has to be said that Feng Qiwu's achievements are indeed eye-catching, and he holds tremendous power as he holds the military command. In addition, he has a sinister and ruthless temperament and will never let go of any grudge. It is no wonder that everyone is wary of him.

His Majesty has been thinking about this for a few days, but he has not dared to act because he is not yet fully prepared. The sudden decision caught him off guard, but the emperor's order cannot be disobeyed, so even if this order makes him hesitant, he can only obey the order and come to encircle and suppress the rebellion.

The general held his breath for a long while, and finally spoke: "...The emperor's order is hard to disobey."

As subjects, they can only obey orders.

Feng Qiwu sneered: "But my life is not up to him, but myself. Besides, when did I ever say that I would let the mountains and rivers bleed and the people be displaced? My target from beginning to end was only Helian Xiao."

Those he just killed were all people who blocked the road, and the damage caused by his swords and knives only affected the surrounding stalls. The people were still staying in their houses, so how could they be displaced?

And if there were no one blocking the way, everything would still be as prosperous as before, except that there would be one less Helian Xiao.

"You..." After hearing this, the general suddenly realized that Feng Qiwu had indeed held back and deliberately minimized the losses.

It's really crazy and rational, which makes people's spine cold.

Qi Jiuzhu looked at the slightly distracted general and asked, "Master, how do we deal with this man?"

Feng Qiwu flicked the dust from his sleeves and said nonchalantly, "Detain him first and keep him alive for now. We'll have to let him contribute more in the future when we fight against foreign tribes. If he dies for nothing, wouldn't that be a bargain for him?"

He knew in his heart that it was not easy to train a brave and combative general. Even if he had to die, he had to die on the battlefield. It was not worth dying for a mere Helian Xiao.

Qi Jiuzhu seemed to understand what was meant, and immediately took the man away to prevent him from causing any more trouble.

Without anyone blocking their way, the cavalry led by Feng Qiwu left the border town unimpeded.

Instantly, dust flew up in the air, and the sound of iron cavalry echoed through the sky.

It was the perfect time of summer, with flowers in full bloom all over the city. The rouge red flowers painted by the scorching sun swayed gracefully in the wind, and their rich fragrance was even more intoxicating.

Wen Ranyan was sailing on the sea, enjoying the sea breeze and drinking fruit wine. She was so happy that she had no idea that there was already a huge cavalry and golden weapons in Beilang.

The salty and humid sea breeze seemed a little cold. Wen Ranyan was covered in a brocade cloak as red as peach and plum. The sea breeze was blowing, the cloak was fluttering, and the golden bells were swaying and making crisp sounds, which was pleasant to the ears.

The merchant ship traveled thousands of miles and finally docked near Miaojiang in Linnan.

The Miao people are not like the Western Regions or the Turks who act in a high-profile manner. On the surface, the people of Miao are Buddhist and low-key.

Therefore, the place where they live is also in a hidden place. If you want to truly enter the Miao territory, you have to pass through a very deep and poisonous forest.

I heard that all those who tried to pass through the dense forest were buried in it. The forest was already full of bones, like purgatory.

After this incident, everyone became timid and dared not take a further step.

Looking at the dense forest, Wen Ranyan was eager to give it a try.

It sounds poisonous, but I wonder if it's more poisonous than her?

Wen Ranyan straightened his back and resolutely stepped into the dense forest filled with poisonous miasma.

In the forest, dark blue poisonous fog constantly swirled before one's eyes, and there were white bones paving the road under one's feet, making it look like a cold and damp Yellow Springs Road.

Wen Ranyan stood with his hands behind his back, as if strolling leisurely in the garden.

The misty poisonous fog was nothing more than an ordinary thing to her. It would not cause any harm even if she inhaled it. So it was not as mysterious and powerful as the legend said.

"Little Khan, I wonder what the Miao king's intention is in sending this invitation. Aren't we afraid of fraud if we come to the appointment like this?"

Suddenly, a human voice was heard in the misty poisonous fog.

Hearing the voice, Wen Ranyan subconsciously stopped.

The one who can be called the Little Khan is Ashina Ba?

Why is he here?

Wen Ranyan looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a group of people walking slowly forward as the poisonous fog curled up. The person leading the group was dressed in dark tights, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, looking cold and aloof. The curved knife on his waist had a wild wolf totem engraved on it. It was undoubtedly Ashina Ba.

It's really him.

What is his purpose in coming here?

Wen Ranyan raised her eyebrows slightly, deliberately concealed her voice, and listened attentively.

Ashina Ba did not notice anything unusual, and said coldly: "Miaojiang is vast and sparsely populated, so it is impossible for them to attack the Turks at this time. Maybe they heard about the internal unrest in Beilang and knew that the time had come, so they could not sit still."

Everyone wants to take a bite of the rich piece of fat meat called Beilang, but due to Feng Qiwu's awesome reputation, they dare not act rashly.

Now, Beilang is in chaos, and they certainly won't give up this excellent opportunity.

Ashina Ba thought that the King of Miao sent the visiting card with the intention of cooperating, but Miao had been silent for many years, and now his ambition was no longer hidden.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled sarcastically.

The soldier said, "Then this visiting card cannot be sent only to the Turks. Will the monarch of the Western Regions come as well?"

Ashinaba narrowed his eyes, his expression cold and deep: "You'll know in a moment..."

At that time, the people and horses were getting farther and farther away, and the sounds became unclear.

Wen Ranyan hid in the gap of the woods, not moving or coming out, as quiet as if she were a transparent person. Hearing their words, her eyes moved and she smiled silently.

Unrest in Beilang?

Did Feng Qiwu finally take action against that idiot Helian Xiao?

That's great.

It’s a pity that she is not in Beilang, so she can’t see this good show.

But there are always insignificant people who come to ruin a good show, which is really disappointing.

Wen Ranyan looked at Ashinaba's receding back, thinking about the embarrassment she experienced when he was chased in the desert a few days ago. A playful smile suddenly appeared in her dark eyes.

She suddenly wanted to see a dog-eat-dog fight.