Chapter 290

First Volume, Chapter 290: Go Home and Wait to Die

Fifty Tianji Camp Guards are more than enough to storm the enemy's heartland and kill Beidi officers; using them against Pingyao County's elite guards and evil servants—was Qin Feng wasting talent, or just being overly cautious?

The surrounding elite guards and evil servants held absolute numerical superiority, but upon hearing the words "Tianji Camp Guards," their morale collapsed instantly, and countless defected on the spot.

What joke is this? A Beidi Legendary Tooth General leading two hundred elite Raiding Cavalry was pierced through by one hundred Tianji Camp Guards—how much less could these three hundred untrained evil servants possibly stand? Face-to-face, it's just handing over their heads.

Once they ran, the Tianji Camp Guards hidden in the night surged forward and turned it into a one-sided massacre.

Watching the Tianji Camp Guards slaughter like a storm sweeping fallen leaves, the once arrogant Gao Fu Manager turned ashen, stammering: "Impossible, absolutely impossible—fifty Tianji Camp Guards entered Pingyao County, how could we have known nothing?"

Qin Feng had already walked up beside the Gao Fu Manager, patted his dull head, and sighed: "Covert infiltration, secret penetration, assassination—these are mandatory subjects for Tianji Camp Guards, specifically trained for the Beidi. If I can't even evade your half-baked spies, what's the point of me?"

"Oh, by the way…"

Qin Feng suddenly remembered something, squinted, and smiled lightly: "I don't believe in hierarchy or class, but you're the exception, lowly slave—you haven't paid your respects to me yet."

The Gao Fu Manager swallowed hard; besides anger and shame, fear dominated his heart.

Looking at this man who never smiled unless speaking, seemingly harmless, the Gao Fu Manager finally understood why this petty wastrel could hold his own against the high officials of Jingzhong.

Even Grand Commandant Gao could only lure Qin Feng out of Jingdu before striking the killing blow.

Too bad, realizing this was already too late.

Recalling Qin Feng's earlier mention of torture that made life worse than death, the Gao Fu Manager's back soaked through instantly; he dared not hesitate another moment, gritting his teeth against the agony in his shoulder, crawling on the ground, wailing: "Your servant bows before Lord Qin!"

Li Lang, beside him, fumed: "Qin Feng, just cut this dog down—why waste time talking to him?"

Qin Feng waved his hand, serious: "Tianji Camp Guards will face Beidi Elite again. Military intelligence is paramount. Though Tianji Camp has taught many interrogation methods, most are theoretical—lacking practice. Now's the perfect chance to train on these evil servants, so we won't panic when we capture Beidi prisoners later."

Qin Feng firmly rejected abusing prisoners!

But capturing tongues and gathering Beidi War Intelligence was an unavoidable step.

On the battlefield, no womanly mercy—when action's needed, don't hesitate.

Hearing Qin Feng's words, the Gao Fu Manager turned pale with terror, trembling violently.

At that moment, the Captain of the Guards ran over, bowed, and reported: "Young Master, those bandits scattered and fled—we chased down only a hundred or so; the rest…"

Before the Captain finished, Qin Feng cut in decisively: "Kill them all!"

The Captain didn't hesitate, bowed, and left.

Li Lang opened his mouth slightly; had he not seen it with his own eyes, he'd never have believed that Qin Feng, who laughed and joked like a street thug, could be so ruthless and decisive.

Li Lang had no further doubt about his elder brother Li Zhang's foresight.

It wasn't that Qin Feng was cruel—he was simply removing a chronic plague of Pingyao County. These evil servants had oppressed countless innocents; if not purged now, they'd regroup the moment Qin Feng left.

In chaos, harsh laws apply.

With National War looming, internal and external crises erupting, now is no time for sentimentality.

Qin Feng kicked the Gao Fu Manager, grinned, and the smile sent chills down the manager's spine: "It's getting late—go home. I'll send Guards to fetch you tomorrow."

This…

The Gao Fu Manager burst into tears: "Lord Qin, your servant deserves death ten thousand times over—please spare my dog's life!"

Qin Feng patted the manager's head, lecturing kindly: "You're a grown man—how can you say such naive things? A dog like you who poisons the people and terrorizes the region—even if you begged till heaven cracked, I wouldn't spare you."

"Go home, sleep well, then find a Military Doctor to bandage your arrow wound. Rest up—tomorrow, the Guards will use you as a teaching example. Oh, and pass a message to Zhou Yufu for me—I hold grudges. He sent men to kill me and silence me; if I don't return the favor, wouldn't that be rude? Tomorrow, I'll send Guards with chains and sacks to pay him a visit."

The Gao Fu Manager's eyes turned hollow with despair—this was worse than death. He trembled as he mounted his Horse and rode away.

Li Lang's scalp prickled from Qin Feng's methods—not just shock, but deep admiration, though he couldn't help wondering: "Qin Feng, aren't you afraid this guy and Zhou Yufu's dogs will flee tonight?"

Qin Feng stuck his pinky in his ear, dug lazily, and flicked it away: "Flee? Where to? I'm hoping they run—otherwise, the Tianji Camp Guards' 'Apprehension Drill' will go to waste."

Li Lang stared at Qin Feng for a long moment, took a deep breath: "I don't respect anyone—but I respect you!"

Qin Feng grinned, slapped Li Lang's shoulder: "You're not a total fool. You came out with me to broaden your horizons, right? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance—tomorrow, go with the Guards to Gao Fu. Whoever resists, just beat them."

"Violence is simple, efficient—it's the only language these corrupt bastards understand."

Li Lang's blood boiled instantly. He'd spent over a decade in Fuyun County without ever feeling such fire—now he gritted his teeth: "Qin Feng, I accept you as my elder brother."

The once triumphant Qin Feng froze in shock.

What?

Accept me as your elder brother?

Qin Feng waved his hands in protest: "No no no—don't drag me into this!"

Li Lang burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Once I decide something, no one changes it. Qin Feng, from now on, you're my sworn brother. When you come to Fuyun County, I'll buy you wine!"

Oh boy!

You buy me wine? The Liang Emperor should buy me a lethal poison instead…

It was now the end of Zishi Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour Hour.

On the walls of BeixiCounty, Qi Meng grabbed the arrow lodged in his right shoulder, snapped it off, his body caked in blood—indistinguishable whether his own or the enemy's.

Veins bulged on Qi Meng's forehead; he gasped heavily, "Huff—huff—" and swung his blade with all his strength, nearly severing the Beidi soldier's waist.

Qi Meng kicked aside the Beidi corpse, turned toward the western direction of the County City, murmuring: "Wrong—the messenger delivered the Beixi County War Report to Jingdu. If the Chariot and Cavalry General advances thirty Li, the Beidi will hesitate and abandon their western assault."

"Yet the County City is surrounded on all sides—and the Chariot and Cavalry General hasn't moved a step? Why…?"