Chapter 457: Striving to Achieve the KPI (Thirty-Seven) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

The princes didn't take their arrogant younger brother seriously either. If it weren't for their fear of the Queen's maternal tribe and their powerful uncle Su Shi Yi Lu, they would have killed the little bastard long ago without anyone noticing.

They still remember the humiliation Twelve made behind their mother's back, and their murderous intent had been brewing for many years.

Given the current situation, the threat of being less than twelve is significant.

The other thing is of utmost importance.

"Let's speak frankly. Which of you committed those massacres in the tribes? Or do you know who did them?" The prince's eyes flickered slightly as he lowered his voice and asked his brothers, his sinister eyes carefully scanning each of their faces.

Not missing a single subtle reaction.

The other princes were no pushovers either.

He didn't reveal any flaws on his face, and he told the truth.

"I don't know."

"Never heard of it..."

Everyone disbelieved it.

They all harbored similar doubts.

This was definitely done by one of the guys.

But who would honestly admit to doing something like that?

The banquet passed amidst their own hidden agendas. Close friends or those who had formed alliances chatted and laughed together, creating a seemingly harmonious atmosphere, but beneath the surface, undercurrents were swirling. They secretly scrutinized everyone present with suspicious glances.

After the drinking session ended, everyone had a suspect in mind.

"It must have been the fifth and seventh brothers who did it..."

"It must have been the fourth brother who did it..."

"It's definitely the ninth brother, he's the prime suspect..."

"No, it must be the third brother..."

Each of the brothers is a prime suspect.

At the same time, Su Shiyi Lu returned home with a belly full of anger, where his confidants had been waiting for a long time.

Because this confidant's advice repeatedly met his expectations, Su Shiyilu gradually came to regard him as a strategist.

The confidant had already been pondering the draft over and over again.

As soon as Su Shiyilu spoke, he knew what was going on: "General, don't worry, as long as we bring the twelfth prince back, everything will be fine."

"My current concern is whether I can bring them back." Su Shiyiru admitted that he had underestimated these princes.

confidant: "..."

That's beyond the scope of the topic.

He tried to steer the conversation back to his prepared statement, saying cautiously, "General, this matter is urgent, but it's not the most urgent. We must prepare for the worst. What if we can't bring the prince back within the deadline? The merit of capturing Yonggu Pass is so great that it would be enough to push any prince to the throne, no matter which prince it falls on. We must be on guard!"

Su Shiyilu flew into a rage upon hearing this hypothesis.

His expression was sinister as he said, "Defense? How are we supposed to defend? Are you suggesting I, the general, shirk my duties and engage in passive resistance?"

The confidant shook his head: "No, no, no—that's not what I meant. In my humble opinion, rather than handing the credit to one of them, it would be better to give it to all eleven of them. Even the greatest credit divided among eleven won't amount to much. Letting them fight over the 'first merit' will cause enough wrangling for a while, buying us time to find another opportunity to support the twelfth prince."

Upon hearing this, Su Shiyilu's brows gradually relaxed.

He slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "This is a great idea!"

"But..." He hesitated. It wasn't his decision to send eleven princes on a campaign together. According to usual practice, a few would have to stay behind to guard the capital and prevent disloyal tribes from causing trouble. But his confidant's suggestion was indeed tempting.

The confidant had prepared the answer by copying it verbatim.

He said, “General, this is not difficult at all. Think about it, haven’t tribes been wiped out one after another recently? The princes must be constantly suspicious of each other right now, and none of them are comfortable leaving the other to guard the capital… If you’re on the front lines and can’t take care of the rear, and the one left behind is the mastermind, wouldn’t that give them the opportunity to wipe you out? So…”

His confidant smiled knowingly, as if he had everything under control.

Everything is under control.

As for guarding the capital...

The king also has a bunch of underage sons who can be used.

Su Shiyilu nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "Indeed, in this situation, I only need to give them a push, and they will fall into the trap. You're a good fighter, and you're quite quick-witted too."

With just a few words, he solved his immediate problem.

The confidant flattered, "This is because the general trained you well."

A biting wind blew, carrying with it a nauseating stench of blood. A dozen or so corpses lay scattered on the ground, attracting ravenous birds of prey. The birds of prey pecked at the carcasses, while a group of eleven people sat silently nearby, eating their dry rations.

The leading youth bent his elbow and used his filthy, unrecognizable clothing to wipe the blood-stained blade. The blade gleamed again after the wipe. Finally, he sheathed his sword at his waist, the entire process shrouded in a chilling silence.

They just ran into a bunch of fools.

So I casually gave the wild birds of prey an extra meal.

"Let's go, it should be nearby."

Her strong premonition as a literary scholar stirred her blood, as if even the inanimate object she wore at her waist was restless.

It yearns to suck and drink its target's blood.

The remaining ten men all bore some injuries, but none were serious. Furthermore, being carefully selected elites, their physical condition and combat awareness were impeccable, so their fighting strength remained undiminished. The group of eleven left behind a pile of corpses and continued on their way.

They rode their horses at full speed for most of the day.

Upon arriving at a rugged and complex gravel area, one is greeted by "cliffs" meticulously sculpted by tens of thousands of years of wind and frost, stretching for dozens of miles, jagged and crisscrossing, making it impossible to distinguish east from west.

The cold wind pierced through the cave above the "cliff," producing a chilling wail, like countless lost spirits whispering and sobbing in one's ear. Many birds of prey nest on the cliff, and every now and then, one or two dark shadows can be seen flying by.

"This is truly a geomantically auspicious burial site."

Lin Feng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

"Walk!"

The target must be hidden here.

But as night fell, no one was found.

Lin Feng was not discouraged.

I need to find a place to spend the night.

After arranging the night watch, she quietly hugged her sword, leaned against the rough, cold cliff wall, and fell asleep to the howling of wolves.

She was a light sleeper, and in that half-asleep state, she vaguely sensed a human-shaped dark figure appearing, which startled her awake.

He stood up, and drew his sword.

Even the slightest noise alerted the guards.

Lin Feng looked around with a solemn expression.

The moonlight was bright and clear, but the surrounding cliffs blocked the light, revealing only the faint outlines of the mountains. Seeing this, the other guards drew their weapons, remaining vigilant. Lin Feng was still trying to recall the appearance of that dark figure.

Suddenly, a mysterious premonition arose in my mind.

She left a hurried message.

"You stay here and be on high alert."

With a flash, empowered by his words, he leaped high onto a cliff face, sword in hand, and thrust out without hesitation.

clang--

A soft sound.

Another cold glint reflected in the darkness clashed with her sword, and the force transmitted through her hand intensified Lin Feng's killing intent.

The guard looked up, watching nervously.

Two beams of literary light appeared high above.

One shade of peach pink, the other of light gold.

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I weighed myself today and I gained three pounds...

_(:з」∠)_

We didn't eat that much.

(End of this chapter)