Chapter 196

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"Enke, have you forgotten your promise to me?"

After Enke returned from the royal tent, Kutu waited for an audience with Tamu and Charha.

But Enke had summoned all the Wolf Records, without calling for him.

Although he had suffered a defeat in the Autumn Hunt, he was, regardless of everything, Enke's father.

Now that his own son treated him this way, he finally could not endure it and angrily stormed into the royal tent.

The Wolf Records looked at Kutu, their expressions complex.

Much of the former glory of the Black Iron Royal Tent had been created by Kutu.

This time he had been taken prisoner, and they felt humiliated, yet they could not deny Kutu's achievements.

Therefore, now that father and son were arguing, none of them dared to intervene.

Enke's face was as sunken as water; people on the Grassland all knew he was more ruthless and more courageous than his own father.

The Great King of the Black Iron Royal Tent would be him sooner or later; it was just that it had come a little early now.

At the same time, he did not believe he had failed his father.

This Great King title had been given to him by the Khan personally.

Now, as the Great King of the Black Iron Royal Tent, Kutu's contempt for his authority made him feel very angry inside.

He said, "Father, you seem to have forgotten who is the Great King of the Black Iron Royal Tent."

Kutu suppressed his anger; he knew what Enke wanted.

He shook off the guards holding him and bowed, saying, "Respected Great King, please allow me to go to the battlefield to wash away my shame."

Enke nodded lightly; this was what he wanted.

After a moment of silence, he said, "The Servant Soldiers of the Black Iron Royal Tent shall be led by you; you won't refuse, will you?"

Kutu's eyes narrowed.

In every war, the Northern Di always let the Servant Soldiers charge first to consume the enemy's strength or disrupt the enemy's formation.

Only after that would the true Northern Di soldiers enter the fray.

Now that Enke handed the Servant Soldiers to him, it was equivalent to letting him be the first to climb the city walls.

"Hahaha, many thanks, Great King." Kutu laughed loudly.

He did not blame Enke; if it were him, he would have done the same.

Because only in this way could they prove their courage and wash away their shame.

After bowing to Enke once more, Kutu walked out of the royal tent.

Tamu and Charha had been waiting anxiously outside and hurried forward to ask.

Upon learning that they were in the Servant Army, the two seemed to heave a sigh of relief.

"I have long had enough of these days of being looked down upon; this time I must climb the walls of Yanguan City and then go to Yan Commandery to twist off the Yan Wang's head." Charha clenched his fists.

Tamu said fiercely, "I want to kill every one of the Yan Wang's soldiers."

Kutu gazed into the distance toward Yanshan.

While his return to the Grassland alive was indeed due to a fear of death, he still held onto a belief in revenge.

Moreover, these days had been more terrifying to him than death.

Now, he feared nothing; he was single-mindedly set on revenge.

"Go and assemble all the Servant Soldiers; we are leaving immediately," Kutu said.

Charha and Tamu looked at each other, both becoming excited.

Yanzhou.

Ma Yuan's investigation into the Yan Wang, Mo Di, and Yuan Li was fully underway.

In Yancheng, officials from the Censorate cleared out the seven counties of Yan Commandery and then headed to Shanggu Commandery to investigate.

In five or six days' time, these investigative documents were sent to Fanyang.

As the focus of the investigation, Ma Yuan was stationed here.

"Censor, the Yan Wang has not recruited soldiers in excess," said a general in charge of the military camp.

"There are no rumors among the common people that the Yan Wang intends to rebel; on the contrary, the people in every village and town speak highly of the Yan Wang," another official said.

"We have drawn officials from Shanggu Commandery and Yan Commandery to interrogate them separately, and not one of them has accused the Yan Wang of having any intention to rebel."

"..."

One official after another presented their results, and the more Ma Yuan heard, the more astonished he became, even feeling a sliver of goodwill in his heart.

He immediately suppressed this goodwill to avoid a misjudgment.

But it had to be said, this Yan Wang truly had the hearts of the people within his own fief.

Moreover, the officials of the Government Office and the generals in the army were all loyal to him.

Most importantly, the Yan Wang had done what a vassal king ought to do.

Internally, he implemented good governance, and externally, he guarded the borders of the Great Song, driving out the Northern Di.

Nodding, he continued to ask, "What about Mo Di?"

"Mo Di's association with the Yan Wang began with the Secret Medicine of the Prince's Mansion. General Mo felt that the Secret Medicine of the Prince's Mansion could treat wounded soldiers and reduce the death rate of the wounded, so he personally went to Yancheng to discuss purchasing the Secret Medicine with the Yan Wang."

"The second time was when the Yan Wang's fief was attacked by the Northern Di's Autumn Hunt Cavalry; General Mo dispatched Mo Yu to assist, and afterwards, Mo Yu was dismissed from his post, went to Yancheng, and was taken into the Yan Wang's service."

Ma Yuan frowned upon hearing this.

During the last time Mo Di sent troops for the Autumn Hunt, Mo Yu had taken full responsibility for sending troops without authorization.

Now that the investigation was complete, it turned out this had been at Mo Di's instruction.

It was very clear that Mo Di had lied.

"Is this matter true?" Ma Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"It is true. We interrogated the Yan Commandery generals who accompanied Mo Yu on the expedition at Yanguan, and one general told the truth," the official said.

"What did Mo Di say?" Ma Yuan asked.

"General Mo admitted it. He said the Yuan Family has the ambitions of a wolf, and as the Main General of Yanguan, he found it necessary to protect Yan Wang, because protecting Yan Wang is equivalent to protecting Yanguan. Furthermore, he truly admires Yan Wang," the official said.

Ma Yuan nodded and thought to himself, "Mo Di, oh Mo Di, you are truly muddled. Even if I believe you, you will not be able to explain this clearly at court."

Sighing slightly, he felt that the claim of Yan Wang colluding with Mo Di to rebel simply did not hold water.

But if the matter of Mo Di were brought to court, it was possible for people to claim he was associating with Yan Wang and plotting wrongdoing.

As for the Yuan Family, thinking of this, a trace of gloom appeared in his eyes.

First, there was Guo Tu.

This confidant of Yuan Li, mentioned in Yan Wang's memorial, was dead.

He had demanded the coffin be opened for an autopsy, only to see a corpse hacked beyond recognition.

And Yuan Li's explanation was that they had encountered bandits on the road.

Furthermore, some commoners in Fanyang said that before Mo Di was assassinated, there were sounds of soldiers training and shouting in a Yuan Family estate outside the city.

"Is there still no lead on the matter of the Armor?" Ma Yuan asked.

His men had gone to Lulong Mountain and found a corpse that had tumbled down a cliff.

This corpse was brought back, and because the Armor on the body was very unique, he had the official search in Fanyang.

In his view, this kind of Armor could absolutely not be forged by bandits.

Moreover, judging from the battlefield, the ambush was planned, and the attack was methodical.

It was absolutely not something bandits could do.

Therefore, combining these circumstances, cold sweat had broken out on him at the time.

Now, he was very afraid of discovering that this kind of Armor was in the Yuan Family Army.

But he had to investigate nonetheless.

"Not yet," the official said.

Ma Yuan nodded, "Tomorrow, take that person's corpse to Dong Shi and see if anyone claims it."

If the Armor could not be traced, perhaps someone would recognize the person.

As long as one piece of evidence was confirmed, he would be able to clear up the chaotic situation in Yanzhou this time.

"I hope it is not as the memorial says; otherwise, Yanzhou is in danger, and the Great Song is in danger." Ma Yuan squeezed his palms; they were covered in sweat.