[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-166":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338629,4572,"Chapter 166","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-166",166,"\u003Cp>Whoa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? They’re also nobles who barely survived the Left Wing Army? Didn’t Count Farrio say all the other nobles died in the encirclement?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, but these lords are in such terrible shape—if Grivas hadn’t brought them, I’d have thought they were wild men in leather armor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“True, they’re supposed to be barons—serfs look more respectable than they do now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gasps erupted through the crowd as nobles chattered among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were stunned that more survivors had emerged from the Left Wing Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even more shocked by the men’s ragged, pitiful state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re really nobles from the Left Wing Army?” Milus couldn’t believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Marquis Milus, I am Mil Rude, Lord of the Mil Baronry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord Marquis, I am Baron Bon Newman...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As each noble announced his name, Farrio lost all hope, his body trembling like a sieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marquis Milus noticed Farrio’s condition, cast him a cold glance, then turned back to Mil and the others: “Barons, is what Baron Grivas said true? What exactly happened to your Left Wing Army?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mil and the others instantly turned their hatred toward Farrio: “Your Excellency, Baron Grivas spoke the truth—we accuse Farrio of cowardice, shamelessness, and vile treachery!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He caused the deaths of our nine thousand men in the Left Wing Army...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, gritting their teeth, Mil and the others recounted everything that had happened that night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How Farrio had suddenly fled the battlefield with a few nobles, shattering camp morale, allowing the tribal forces to seize the opportunity and breach the gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord Marquis, if not for Commander Brick sacrificing himself to hold off the enemy and buy us nobles time, we five would never have escaped the Baronry of O’Neill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So please, you must deliver justice and punish Farrio and these shameless, vile wretches!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good heavens—deserting the battlefield and opening the gates for the enemy? He’s a damned monster!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! Our main camp was breached the same way—could he have done that too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn him—he deserves the gallows!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wrong—the gallows are too kind. I say hand him over to the tribal savages!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the five Left Wing nobles’ accusations, the crowd erupted in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Count Farrio, where are you going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Farrio tried to slip away through the crowd, but Grivas stepped forward with a smile and blocked his path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out of my way!” Farrio, frantic and furious, shouted and swung his fist hard at Grivas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grivas’s eyes flashed with cold light; he sidestepped effortlessly, avoiding the blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Farrio, enraged and humiliated, prepared to attack again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Grivas moved faster—he delivered a brutal slap across Farrio’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Farrio was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grivas didn’t stop—he grabbed Farrio’s collar and lifted the round, ball-like nobleman high into the air with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Trying to run, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Trying to hit me, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Killed the Left Wing Army, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Killed them and then framed them, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me—was it you who opened the gates of the main camp?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you and your accomplices murder Baron Dallas and Baron Liam?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wah... stop... stop! I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you all—yes, we opened the main camp gates, I’m... I’m shameless... don’t hit me anymore, or I’ll die...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Grivas’s relentless, merciless slaps, Count Farrio was reeling—blood and teeth flew everywhere, and his already round face swelled into a bloated balloon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Grivas still hadn’t stopped, and with Farrio barely breathing, he finally began to beg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly feared being beaten to death by this man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he confessed outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps his father, who served under the Viceroy of the Southern Region, could still save his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding nobles had initially thought Grivas was a bit cruel, seeing Farrio’s swollen, pig-like head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when they heard Farrio admit he had opened the main camp gates, their eyes turned blood-red as they glared at him, eager to tear him apart alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me—were Dallas and Liam murdered by you? Where did you bury them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t... don’t hit me anymore... yes, we killed them... buried them in a black pine forest a short distance ahead of the Left Wing pass!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap slap slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And your accomplices? Are they the nobles standing with you just now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes... yes, I convinced them—including Dallas and Liam—to flee together. But when we saw the Marquis’s reinforcements arrive, we knew we couldn’t hide this anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So... so we killed Dallas and Liam, because they were in charge of guarding the northern gate—they would have exposed us...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Despicable! Shameless!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Scum! Damned bastards!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill them! They’re the ones who caused our camp to fall and lost us so many men!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nobles could no longer contain themselves—they surged toward Farrio.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grivas didn’t hesitate—he hurled Farrio into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fists and feet flew wild—he couldn’t afford to be caught in the crossfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Grivas secretly wished the nobles would “send Farrio on his way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Commander Narsi acted swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Excellencies, stop! We must interrogate Farrio properly—he cannot die yet, or we might miss other conspirators!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he shouted, Commander Narsi stepped between Farrio and the mob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enraged nobles finally halted—otherwise, Farrio might have been beaten to death right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grivas silently sighed in regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take him away. Interrogate him tonight. No matter his rank or origin, I, Milus, swear by the God of Glory—I will not let them escape punishment!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marquis Milus spoke coldly—he was truly enraged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Farrio’s actions weren’t just shameless—they nearly made Milus himself bear the blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the overall commander of this campaign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A campaign failure, no matter how favored, would bring consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his words also reassured the nobles: Farrio would not escape—he would be made to answer for his crimes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, My Lord Marquis!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Narsi personally led men to drag Farrio and the others away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Marquis Milus turn to Grivas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grivas, you did well. Without you, that vile scoundrel Farrio would have slipped away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord Marquis, such a shameless wretch is hated by all—so this was merely my duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grivas was delighted—he had toppled Farrio in one stroke, saving himself countless troubles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.” Marquis Milus nodded, then paused and changed tone: “But you assaulted a noble—a count—and beat him severely. According to Imperial law, you must be punished.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm!” Marquis Miusis nodded, but after a pause, he changed the subject, “However, you just assaulted a nobleman—a count—and struck him so severely that, according to imperial law, you must be punished!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But since Farrio got what he deserved, I’ll decide today: you will ride your horse around the camp perimeter. That will settle the matter. Grivas, do you accept your punishment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But since Fario got what he deserved, I’ll decide today that you all ride a lap around the campsite as punishment—this matter is settled. Gervas, do you accept your punishment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1157,"2026-06-20T22:44:01.160Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","28d0ace5dc5043d0f303e420850d92f9b640d1fbcc64d87ca29b35863c09e9da","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-167","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-165",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]