She was initially hesitant about this trip. Even if they were enemy troops, not all of them were bad people. As someone from another world, interfering in the war between two countries, wouldn't that be unfair to those who died because of her interference?

After overhearing the conversation between the enemy soldiers inside the tent, this concern immediately dissipated.

What am I doing? Don't I usually hate those "pure and innocent" types the most?

Since arriving in this dynasty, how many people have died by their own hand? If you want to be a kind and great person, then you should have just crippled the bandits and pirates you encountered in the past, giving them a chance to repent and turn over a new leaf. Why take their lives?

It wasn't her who caused the Yunwu Kingdom's army to invade other countries. Since fate had arranged for her to come to Fengliang Kingdom and become entangled with Tianquan Gongwei, she naturally couldn't stand idly by when she encountered him.

And after arriving here, it's unlikely that Old Man Luo's ancestors gave her these amazing skills just so she could protect herself.

Thinking back on all the people I've met so far, from the powerful Emperor Jiade, to Prime Minister Dong, Minister Wei, the princess's mother of Prince Mu, the Marquis's father, Dong Yuefan, Murong Jing... to the most ordinary people like Granny Lanhua and Uncle Tong...

Putting everything else aside, just based on these people, it's not wrong for him to help Fengliang Kingdom deal with Yunwu Kingdom.

Thinking of all this, Hong Xiaoduo didn't rush to destroy those powerful weapons. Instead, she wandered around the military camp and listened to the whispers. She heard that everyone, from the highest-ranking generals to the ordinary soldiers, was waiting to go to Fengliang Kingdom to burn, kill, and plunder for their own gain.

Those lowest-ranking soldiers didn't think this was wrong; on the contrary, they saw it as a rare opportunity to earn merit.

Even if you don't achieve any merit, it's still a good opportunity to plunder some silver and wealth.

Hong Xiaoduo was speechless. It is said that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked too. The king of Yunwu Kingdom is greedy and only wants to annex the territory of other countries and plunder their resources. His officials are corrupt and prey on the people. Even the soldiers are the same. It really has many similarities with Xiaoziguo Kingdom, with a top-down aggressive ideology.

Since that's the case, then we can't blame her.

The place where the deadly weapon was made was a large tent built with tarpaulin, brightly lit inside, with only two soldiers standing at the entrance.

Hong Xiaoduo went around to the back of the tent, took out a dagger, cut a large gash, and used the dagger to lift it up and walk inside.

Inside the large tent, there were eight semi-finished weapons, one, two, three... with spare parts that had not yet been installed placed beside them.

There were four people; three were busy, and one sat there with a teacup, occasionally offering pointers.

“Master, the reward they promised for making this powerful weapon is going to be paid in two installments. And the first payment is only one-third. If it gets destroyed by the enemy, we won’t get the remaining two-thirds of the reward. They might even hand us over as scapegoats.” One of the busy workers turned around and said with great concern.

Upon hearing this, one of the other two immediately rushed to the tent door and cautiously peered out. Seeing that the two guards were drowsy and probably wouldn't be listening to the sounds inside, he breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to be careless. He stood there, ready to alert his master and senior brother if anything seemed amiss.

"I don't know where the enemy found that capable person, who can actually control wolves to destroy the weapons we made. Master, we didn't see it with our own eyes. You said that the wolves they mentioned can also throw powerful firearms at the weapons we made."

"Could it be that they were too incompetent to defeat the enemy and were afraid of being punished by the court, so they deliberately made up a lie? But this lie is far too exaggerated. Who would believe it?" Another person, seeing that his junior brother was keeping watch, also spoke up.

Xuanjizi, who was sitting and drinking tea, already had a good expression, but after hearing his two disciples' complaints, he became even more irritated.

Originally, he volunteered to the imperial court to help them build powerful weapons on the battlefield, which would have earned him a large reward and a great reputation. Who would have thought that after arriving at the border, he won a great victory in his first battle, but suffered a crushing defeat in his second formal campaign. Not only that, the enemy even crossed the border and occupied Hongliu City.

Fortunately, he insisted on staying in White Stone City with his three disciples instead of going to Red Willow City; otherwise, he would be in the enemy's prison right now.

Actually, he wasn't too worried about being captured. He had the ability to create powerful mechanical weapons. So what if they were from Yunwu? Would the enemy not want those powerful weapons?

At that point, won't they just use threats and inducements to get me to build them a powerful weapon?

Would I be willing to kill him? Absolutely not!

"Your concerns are not unfounded, but rest assured, the steel plates used this time are twice as thick. We also made thunder rockets for them, didn't we? If that wolf really appears, just have the archers take care of it with the thunder rockets."

"What I'm thinking about now is that expert the enemy has hired. I wonder who he is. I hope we can capture him this time. I will personally torture him severely to make him hand over the formula for the fireballs the enemy uses," Xuanjizi sneered.

He had heard that the advance detachment of the army had suffered a major defeat in its mission to destroy the enemy's supplies because the enemy had used a very powerful type of fireball.

According to the soldiers who managed to escape, the scene was extremely horrific.

Once inside the tent, Hong Xiaoduo, standing behind a weapon, listened to the conversation between the master and his disciples but didn't rush to reveal herself. What she was certain of now was that the master and his disciples were probably only good at making mechanisms and such, and their martial arts skills were probably not that great. Otherwise, how could they not have noticed her standing so close to them?

They actually wanted to capture her and torture her severely?

How greedy! They actually wanted the formula for the fireball.

"Master, this time I added snake venom to the poison in the weapon. This way, the enemy soldiers will die instantly after being poisoned, and they won't have any chance of escaping," a disciple said, remembering the situation.

Hong Xiaoduo looked at the other two disciples, who also had an approving reaction. Well, none of the master and disciples were good people; they were all malicious.

"Alright, don't delay any longer, finish this quickly so they don't come urging us again," Xuanjizi ordered somewhat irritably.

I don't know why, but I felt inexplicably irritable and vaguely uneasy.

Seeing that they weren't going to continue the conversation, Hong Xiaoduo finally walked out.

Huh? The four members of the master and his disciples inside the tent were all taken aback as they watched the woman walk out with an air of composure.

One of them was the first to come to his senses. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the woman smilingly raise her hand and flick it at him. It seemed that he saw a black dot coming towards him. Was it a hidden weapon?

Before he could react, a slight "pfft" sound was accompanied by a sharp pain in his throat. He tried to make a sound, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all. He subconsciously reached out to touch his throat, but his eyes saw bloody holes in the throats of his two senior brothers, with dark red blood gushing out.

Xuanjizi's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at the scene before him. He remembered to call for help, but then he saw the young woman who had suddenly appeared smiling, with one of her slender hands making a gesture as if she was about to flick her wrist towards him.

If he dares to make a sound, he will end up like those three disciples...