Chapter 1118: First Volume, Chapter 1118: I Gave You a Chance

First Volume, Chapter 1118: I Gave You a Chance

The internal and external Yuezhao Kingdom Death Warriors merged again, gathering inside the Land Temple.

Looking at the fallen Lü Yi, the Deputy spat directly on the ground.

"Fairness? This is fairness!"

"You want us dead? Then I'll take your life first!"

"It was you who decided to come to Shedynasty to make money, and you who took on the Nangong Family's mission."

"Now, facing Qin Feng, you betray us mid-battle—and even sacrifice your comrades' lives—all on your own initiative."

"Do you even deserve to be our leader?"

The Deputy yanked the arrow from Lü Yi's head, his eyes brimming with triumph.

The money was already in hand; who lived or died was no longer Lü Yi's to decide, and the Deputy firmly believed Qin Feng didn't care who he did business with.

Just as he gloated, a Death Warrior's cry came from his side.

"The Guide is dead…"

What?!

The Deputy spun around and realized the Guide, who hadn't had time to hide, was among the thirteen slain.

Thus, the two people who understood Shedynasty's language were both dead before their eyes.

Then… how would they communicate with Qin Feng now?

At that moment, Qin Feng's voice rang out from outside the Land Temple.

"Have you chosen? Send out all thirteen corpses."

The Deputy gritted his teeth and roared at the surrounding Death Warriors: "What's he saying? Who can understand?!"

The fifty-seven Death Warriors stared at each other, all blank-faced.

Qin Feng's voice came again: "Are you going back on your word?"

In his panic, one Death Warrior hurriedly asked: "Could he mean we're supposed to send out the corpses?"

"Even if we don't understand Shedynasty's language, as long as we have Qin Feng's written note, we can still collect the payment."

The Deputy nodded frantically and immediately ordered four men to drag the corpses out of the Land Temple.

But as those four dragged the bodies past the Door, they were instantly shot dead by arrows fired straight at them.

"What?! Qin Feng Gouzei, he truly went back on his word!"

The Deputy cried out in shock and hurriedly ordered the fifty-three remaining Death Warriors into emergency defense.

Too bad…

Qin Feng had already surrounded the Land Temple with his Black Riders; at arrow's reach, with no hostages left, the Yuezhao Kingdom Death Warriors clinging to the Land Temple was meaningless.

Qin Feng raised his hand, and Zhao Yuxiong drew a peculiar arrow from his waist.

The arrowhead was spherical, crafted with perforated workmanship, packed full of cotton; he then lit it with a Fire Striker and shot it straight into the Land Temple.

The other Black Riders had also pulled out their Rockets.

Since Rockets were rarely used and extremely complex to make, each costing a high price, every Black Rider carried only one Rocket.

Fifty Rockets were fired into the Land Temple; soon, flames roared up fiercely.

The Yuezhao Kingdom Death Warriors could only desperately charge out—but as expected, the Black Riders, fresh and waiting around them, picked them off one by one with pinpoint archery.

Watching one Death Warrior after another fall before his eyes.

Zhao Yuxiong's gaze grew complex; before this, he had thought Qin Feng had changed, that he'd actually spared these Death Warriors.

But in the end…

Qin Feng was still Qin Feng—he'd planned from the start to eliminate these Mercenaries with minimal loss.

Those who violate my land shall pay with their nation!

Those who kill my people shall pay with blood!

"Brother Qin… were all your actions just Acting in Concert?"

In response to Zhao Yuxiong's question, Qin Feng shrugged: "I truly hoped Lü Yi would expose the Nangong Empress."

"Unfortunately, this fool was too useless—he was killed by his own men first."

"Since the contact man is gone, I can only… Adaptation Response."

Adaptation Response…

Even Zhao Yuxiong, so composed, couldn't help smiling inwardly.

Qin Feng's maneuver not only rescued the hostages from Li Family Village, but also wiped out every Yuezhao Kingdom Death Warrior, and accidentally uncovered vital information about two other Death Warrior units—he'd made a fortune.

Zhao Yuxiong sighed inwardly, wondering what exactly was inside Qin Feng's head.

Such a dire situation had not only been effortlessly resolved, but yielded unexpected gains.

Soon, the Brocade Guard arrived.

Qin Feng pointed at the Yuezhao Kingdom Death Warriors: "Strip off their Helmets and Weapons, take them back."

"Even though all are dead, these strictly regulated Weapons and Armor somehow fell into enemy hands—this suggests serious problems within the Jingdu Ministry of War!"

"The Ministry of War needs a thorough cleanup."

Qin Feng was furious—the consequences would be severe!

After all, Qin Feng's father, Qin Tianhu, was both Grand Commandant and Minister of War.

Under the Qin Family's very nose, someone had conspired with the Nangong Family—this was no trivial matter!

Qin Feng would see who dared to pluck the tiger's whiskers.

As for eliminating the two other Death Warrior units, the task naturally fell to the Brocade Guard to handle.

Just as Qin Feng turned his Horse, preparing to return to Beijing.

The villagers of Li Family Village had already knelt down in a sea of prostrations.

"Marquis Qin, please accept our deepest bow."

Though they said "a bow," they kept bowing their heads to the ground.

The villagers of Li Family Village were moved to tears, having seized hope the moment they heard Qin Feng had come.

For they knew Qin Feng would spare no effort to rescue them.

When they learned Qin Feng had spent seventy-three thousand taels of silver to redeem their lives,

they were already weeping uncontrollably—then, the seventy Yuezhao Kingdom Death Warriors were all wiped out.

Their reverence for Qin Feng reached an unprecedented height.

"To be protected by the Marquis is truly the fortune of Liang's people."

"It's blessings earned in a past life."

"Marquis Qin, you must be the True Lord who saves the suffering and relieves distress, descended to protect the common folk."

"But why do you remain only in the Northern Border? We too wish to be under your protection."

Feeling the villagers' yearning gazes, Qin Feng sighed.

Whether Tianlu Marquis or King of the Northern Border, he had already reached his limit.

If Qin Feng's status rose one step further, it would exceed his capacity, and he would only fail in one area while trying to hold another.

In this age, Qin Feng could barely ensure the livelihood of the Northern Border's people.

He dared not even hope to champion the welfare of all Heaven's people.

Facing the people's pleas, Qin Feng could only shout reassurance: "Once the poison of the Nan Jing Powerful Clans is purged and Liang's internal and external enemies are resolved, we shall strive to govern with diligence and bring peace to all Heaven."

"Only then will the people of Heaven know true prosperity."

Hearing this, the villagers burst into excitement.

Is prosperity coming?!

They had previously felt nothing toward campaigning against the Nan Jing Powerful Clans—after all, those clans were far away, and as Jingji villagers, they could not truly relate.

But now, learning that crushing the Nan Jing Powerful Clans concerned their own lives and future,

their mindset underwent a complete reversal.