Duan Li's betrayal did not cause much of a stir within Zhuang Country. Not to mention, it had no influence outside of the country.
The Jiujiang Black Armor Commander, who was once feared by everyone, turned into a cripple who had lost all his cultivation.
He still had his honor and position, but he no longer had any status in the world of Transcendents.
According to the public, he died from a relapse of his old injuries.
Other than the soldiers of the Jiujiang Black Armor Commander, not many people would look into the reason.
Since the imperial court said so, it must be the truth.
The imperial court … would not lie, right?
General Duan Li had served the country all his life and was full of honor. He should have died without regrets.
He had no wife or children and the military camp was his home.
It was Du Yehu who arranged his funeral for him.
The funeral was a little rushed. He died the day before, and the coffin was closed for a day before he was buried.
The funeral was very simple and was held in the military camp.
However, it was also very grand.
On the day of his funeral, the entire Jiujiang Black Armor Commander lined up to offer his condolences. Even the state minister was there to greet him. Not to mention the county governor and the head of the County Arrest Department …
He should have no regrets.
Many people sighed. General Duan should have no regrets.
A relapse of his old injuries was a dignified way to die. This was a common way to die among the generals who fought for their lives on the battlefield.
Duan Li himself could accept it.
After all, he originally wanted to be dismembered by five horses.
In comparison, a relapse of his old injuries was much more dignified.
Du Yehu did not know that this was the way Zhuang Gaoxian had planned for him to die. Of course, this was a coincidence and there was nothing to rejoice about.
However, whether he knew it or not, things had come to this point.
The dead could not be revived, and he could not turn back.
After burying Duan Li, people realized that General Du Yehu seemed to have changed into a different person.
He no longer drank alcohol day and night, and he no longer thought about going to the battlefield every second.
He began to reorganize the military affairs and gathered power with the help of Deputy General Yang Yin. He began to fight for the future of the Jiujiang Black Armor Commander …
In terms of merit, during the national war, he was the first to climb the Dragon Sealing Pass and place the flag of Zhuang Country on the city tower. His words, "Today, I will return the humiliation of a hundred years!" were still popular today.
In terms of strength, he walked the path of the ancient militarists. Moreover, he was always the first to fight and was not afraid of death. He had long since made a name for himself in the army.
When he was still in the Soaring Dragon Realm, there were many who refused to accept him as the fifth deputy general of the Nine Rivers Profound Armor. After participating in a few battles with him, those who refused to accept him were all convinced. No one worked as hard as he did. Others worked so hard to obtain scholarly honors, but there was a limit to it. He was risking his life, as if he was risking his life.
As for now, after charging into the Inner Palace Stage, no one in the Nine Rivers Profound Armor dared to face him alone. The other deputy generals all had deeper cultivations than him, but when it came to a life and death battle, there was indeed a trace of unspeakable fear.
The only thing Du Yehu lacked was experience, but the recognition of the Jiujiang Xuan Armor Commander Duan Li had long made up for this.
After Duan Li passed away due to a relapse of his old injuries, the position of Jiujiang Xuan Jia's commander-in-chief was still undecided. The higher-ups did not send anyone to take over the position. Many people were saying that this was done intentionally by the Imperial Court to wait for Du Yehu.
Wait until he was more powerful, wait until he was recognized by more people.
At Duan Li's funeral, the State Minister had many private conversations with Du Yehu. This was also seen as a trend.
Of course, some people believed this, some did not.
At this moment, Du Yehu was sitting alone in the military tent.
After a day of military exercises, the person who did not want to think the most, was now silently thinking.
In the future … … no one would help him think of a solution.
Deputy General Yang Yin was very good, she was very smart, but there were some questions that could not be asked. At least, not now.
He was indeed not smart enough. When he was still in Maplewood City, Xiao Wu would laugh at him all day long. He could only retaliate with his fists in shame.
But thinking about it, if he did as Duan Li said, there would not be any problems … …
There was a jar of wine beside him, but he did not drink it today. Occasionally, he would take a look to quench his thirst.
The feeling of the alcohol bug causing trouble was very uncomfortable, but he did not dare to get drunk again.
He promised, he promised Duan Li … …
"General!"
The curtain of the tent rolled up, and a stocky figure squeezed in.
Zhao Er Ting, this idiot, did not even give a report and just barged in.
In the past, Du Yehu did not care about these things. Only Yang Yin would care about it, but now he felt that perhaps he should set some rules.
Duan Li had said that the most important thing in training soldiers was rules.
He did not know why, but after Duan Li's death, those words that he did not listen to before appeared again and again, and became clearer and clearer.
Duan Li should be right, right?
My life … … should be useful, right?
After Zhao Er barged in, he only stared at Du Yehu in a daze, but did not speak for a while.
Rules … … Du Yehu thought again.
So he had a headache.
"What's wrong?" He asked this idiot.
"You should not have captured General Duan!" Zhao Er Ting suddenly said.
"Idiot!" Du Yehu said angrily: "Where did you hear this again, what nonsense did you hear?"
"When Deputy General Zhang was drinking, he told the people in his tent." Zhao Er Ting straightened his neck and said: "They said that you used General Duan to exchange for glory and wealth! Cooked … … no matter if it's raw or cooked, it's all shameless! "
Contrary to Zhao Er Ting's expectations, the irritable Du Yehu did not immediately get angry.
Instead, he asked: "What else?"
Zhao Er Ting thought seriously: "I also think that the general did wrong. Even if General Duan is guilty, you should not have captured him. General Duan treated you so well … … "
A wine jar smashed over.
He dodged it skillfully.
The wine jar smashed on the ground, and the fragrance of wine immediately filled the air.
What a waste! Zhao Er Ting thought.
"Go to your mother!"
The familiar General Hu was back … …
Du Yehu roared: "Am I asking you what you think? You idiot who can't even read a few words, why do you think you are a fart! "
Zhao Er Ting shrank back. He did not know why, but now he felt a lot more at ease.
He said aggrievedly: "You're the one who asked!"
Du Yehu still wanted to hit him, but when he looked around, there were no more wine jars by his hand. He wanted to throw out the military book in front of him that he did not understand, but after thinking about it, he did not reach out.
He only said angrily: "I'm asking what else that old dog surnamed Zhang said!"
Zhao Er Ting scratched his head: "I think he only said this."
Presumably, that old man surnamed Zhang did not dare to say much about things that were suppressed by the prime minister … …
Looking at this dumbfounded Zhao Er Ting, Du Yehu was full of anger. He waved his hand: "Get out!"
"Okay, I'll get out … …" Zhao Er Ting looked very proud. He turned around and walked out.
"Wait!" Du Yehu called out to him again and said seriously: "Remember, don't tell me about Maplewood City in the future! Those words, you'd better rot in your stomach forever! "
"That's great!" Zhao Er Ting beamed with joy: "I've long been sick of talking about it! If I wasn't afraid of you beating me … … "
He covered his mouth.
Du Yehu's face was gloomy: "Get out!"
Zhao Er Ting lifted the curtain of the tent and left quickly.
In the tent that had become empty again, Du Yehu sighed again.
If only Xiao Wu was alive … … Why did he have to use his brain?
According to what Duan Li said, the best way was to kill Zhao Er Ting. The dead could keep secrets the best. If Zhao Er Ting died, his relationship with Jiang Wang would no longer be remembered … … But he really couldn't do it.
Otherwise, with that jug just now, Zhao Er Ting would be gone.
Fortunately, this idiot was a bit dumbfounded, but very obedient. Things that he promised, he would do. There shouldn't be any problems.
Du Yehu rubbed his head and forced himself to look at the military book.
Damn it … … What should I say?
Horse or four? Why did these two lousy words have to be together? Which side should it be read?
He was annoyed again.
That bastard Yang Yin didn't know how to annotate it!
In the midst of his annoyance, he suddenly raised his head and reached out to grab the single mace.
Immediately, his body was surrounded by qi and blood, and a murderous aura was faintly discernible.
He had indeed taken a treasured saber from the Emperor's treasury, but he didn't use it. Instead, he placed it in his residence and worshipped it.
After Du Guoxiang saw it, although he criticized him, saying something about sabers being used, he was obviously very happy.
As for this single mace, it was left behind by Duan Li.
It was originally a pair. One of them was destroyed in the Zhuang – Yong battlefield, broken by the Marquis of Chengde, Li Ying.
The pair of maces was called "Taking the Enemy." At that time, Duan Li couldn't use it to take the enemy. Now that there was only one left, the single mace should be called "Delivering Death."
Yang Yin was a bit more cultured, saying that it was better to call it "Delivering a Funeral."
He thought that he should indeed deliver a funeral for Duan Li, so he decided on this name.
At this moment, Du Yehu was carrying the mourning mace. He was like an evil tiger, his aura like a demon.
A murderous aura roared and surged, enveloping the entire military tent.
In the thick murderous aura, a small white crane "wormed its way" out.
The white crane flew in the air, dispersing into flowing clouds. The flowing clouds turned again, transforming into a floating and otherworldly figure.
That person faced Du Yehu, her voice cold and pleasant. "General Du, I have no ill intentions."
Du Yehu carried the single mace, his evil face emotionless. He didn't give her any preferential treatment because of her beautiful appearance. He only coldly said, "You don't have much time to explain."
"This humble one is Ye Qingyu, Jiang Wang's … friend."
The woman transformed from the clouds said, "I'm here to help you."
Du Yehu remained silent.
Ye Qingyu looked at the fierce-looking man and had no choice but to continue. "Jiang Wang sent me a letter earlier, saying that he's about to participate in the Yellow River Meeting. Some things can't be hidden anymore. You might be in danger in the Zhuang State. That's why he asked me to come and pick you up. "
"This Du appreciates your good intentions." Du Yehu said lightly, "Please go back."
It took some time for the clouds and cranes to come from Qi. Occasionally, they would encounter some accidents and be scattered, so it would take time for them to reunite.
Ye Qingyu received the letter a little later. She arrived at Jiujiang City yesterday, but it wasn't until tonight that she found an opportunity to meet Du Yehu alone.
In Jiang Wang's letter, he said that Du Yehu would either listen to him or take the knife to Xin 'an City without hesitation. He didn't mention that Du Yehu would have such a reaction.
"I'm indeed Jiang Wang's friend. I have a lot of ways to prove it. " Ye Qingyu thought for a while, then took out a piece of paper and flicked it forward. "Jiang Wang said that this is something that only you know. You'll know once you read it."
She added, "Come with me to the Yun Country. I can protect your life. Later, I'll find an opportunity to arrange for you to join the caravan and secretly send you to the Qi State. "
However, Du Yehu didn't even look at the letter and said, "The military camp is an important place. Don't make a mistake. You'd better leave quickly. "
The letter floated in front of him and slowly fell to the ground.
Jiang Wang didn't say that his brothers would have such an attitude.
Ye Qingyu was stunned, but she didn't give up. She changed the topic and said, "What else are you worried about? Why don't you tell me? We can solve any problems. "
"Are you coming or not?" Du Yehu said coldly. "I think you're just being entrusted by someone, so I'm too lazy to argue with you. You'd better not force me. "
Ye Qingyu was annoyed.
With her status, who dared to talk to her like this?
She came to help with good intentions and spoke nicely. Not only did this fierce man not appreciate her kindness, he even wanted to fight with her?
Her voice was filled with anger. "Jiang Wang said that if you don't want to, I'll take you away by force."
Jiang Wang's original words were that if Du Yehu couldn't control himself and insisted on going to Xin 'an City to fight, then she would tie him up and take him away by force. She would bring him back to the Yun Country and lock him up.
Although Du Yehu didn't intend to go to Xin 'an City to fight with his life, if he wanted to fight with her … it would be about the same, right?
Hearing Ye Qingyu's words.
Du Yehu flipped the Mourning Mace. In an instant, his blood and qi surged and condensed into the shape of a fierce tiger behind him.
"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you." He had fully launched into a fighting posture and looked at Ye Qingyu with eyes full of murderous intent. "You probably can't do it."
This cultivation, this combat power … it was different from what Jiang Wang said.
Didn't he say that people in the Soaring Dragon Realm could be easily defeated?
Jiang Wang, oh Jiang Wang, what do you want me to say to you? This person is completely different from what you remember!
Ye Qingyu wasn't afraid of this person. Her Cloud Seal had endless magical uses, and she wasn't afraid of anyone in a one-on-one fight. Moreover, if it weren't for the fact that she was afraid of making too much noise, she would have casually thrown out hundreds of golems!
But the problem was the word "noise".
This was the military camp of Jiujiang Xuan Jia, and it was also an important place of the Zhuang State.
If the noise was too big, there would be no way to clean up the mess …
"Why don't you listen to my advice?" Ye Qingyu said angrily. "Jiang Wang carried so much on his shoulders and lived such a hard life. As his brother, can't you be less worried?!"
"Cut the crap!" Du Yehu stepped in front of the table, holding the Mourning Mace, and said aggressively, "Jiang Wang is shameless, ungrateful, fatherless, and betrayed the country for glory! Being sworn brothers with him is the greatest humiliation of my life! If you dare to say another word, I will summon the army and kill you here! "
"Good, very good!" Ye Qingyu was really angry and no longer had any scruples in her words. "Without a burden like you, I feel relieved for Jiang Wang! You can be a lackey of the Zhuang State! If we meet on the battlefield in the future, don't wag your tail and beg for mercy! "
As soon as she finished speaking, she had already dissipated into clouds and disappeared from the military tent.
Du Yehu flicked his finger lightly and broke the concealment array set up by Ye Qingyu.
The night wind outside the military tent blew noisily around the curtains.
She was already far away …
Du Yehu retracted his murderous aura, bent down, and picked up the letter that had fallen to the ground.
…
That night, the lights in General Du's tent were lit until dawn.
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