The land of the southern barbarians.
Next to a tombstone in the cemetery.
A burly man leaned against the tombstone. He was over nine feet tall and wore a fur coat. Although it was winter, his two thick arms were exposed, with muscles bulging on them, as thick as an average person's waist.
His imposing and robust physique inspired awe in those who merely stood there.
It is none other than Wu Kui, the current leader of the Southern Barbarians!
At this moment, Wu Kui's rugged face was cold. He squatted down, picked up a jar of wine next to the tombstone, unsealed it, and poured the wine over the tombstone.
Then, he picked up another jar of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
The rich aroma of wine wafted around the tombstone. Wu Kui plopped down in front of the tombstone, looking at the name engraved on it. He touched the corner of his eye, his gaze gradually softening.
"Father, I've been busy training troops and haven't been able to visit you for a while."
After saying this, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time before finally saying in a muffled voice:
“Back then, you fought with Qin Haotian and were killed by him on the battlefield. In the end, I couldn’t even find your body, so I could only build a cenotaph for you.”
“This matter has been weighing on my mind for several years, making me feel suffocated. Every time I think about it, my heart feels like it’s on fire, and I often lose control of my emotions, which has led me to do some wrong things.”
Wu Kui gave a wry smile, picked up another jar of wine, and just as he unsealed it, he continued:
“The elders are all trying to persuade me to let it go, but how can I let it go? It wasn’t their father who died, right?”
"It's a pity that Qin Haotian died at the hands of those Japanese, so I didn't have the chance to take revenge myself. In addition, our barbarian army wasn't very strong in the past few years, so we couldn't accomplish anything. I gave up on the idea."
At this point, Wu Kui downed the entire jar of wine in one gulp, casually wiped his mouth, and continued:
"Over the past few years, I have had my clansmen learn martial arts from a young age and train in the military every day. They are physically strong and now everyone is powerful and has remarkable martial prowess."
Although some members of my tribe said I was too harsh and warlike, and they spoke ill of me behind my back, I am satisfied with the outcome.
"Now, the soldiers under my command are in no way inferior to the troops you led back then, no, they should be stronger than the troops you led, Father! Hahaha!"
At this point, Wu Kui's expression gradually darkened.
"The Emperor said he would marry me some kind of princess and order me to send troops to Beiliang to kill the rebel Qin Ze."
"Hehe, to be honest, I've never tasted what it's like to have sex with a royal woman."
"Oh, right, Father, you probably don't know this, but two years after Qin Haotian died, his son Qin Ze was given the title of the so-called Prince of Zhenbei. He did a lot of great things in Beiliang, and then went to Xijing to quell the rebellion. He was very successful and became famous throughout the world."
As he spoke, his face grew even colder, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
"I had already given up on this idea, but now, I can't just watch the Prince of Zhenbei succeed!"
"Qin Haotian killed you. I can't avenge this on Qin Haotian. So killing his son is also a way to avenge you, his father."
"When I was about to send troops to Beiliang, an elder of the clan advised me that Qin Ze was currently at the height of his power, and that if I went to fight him, it would only benefit the emperor of Daqian. He said that she was using Qin Ze's strength against me and that betrothing that princess to me was not a good thing either."
"But I've already agreed."
"That clan elder went around the clan spreading rumors, trying his best to dissuade me from going to Beiliang. I couldn't stand it, so I slashed him with a knife!"
At this point, Wu Kui's expression turned fierce.
"Damn it! Does this old bastard still have barbarian blood in his veins? So what if he uses someone else's strength against him? If he's strong enough, who can't he defeat?"
"Who am I, Wu Kui, afraid of?"
"Am I supposed to wait until he's killed by the Great Gan Emperor, or until he seizes a place and becomes a local tyrant? I can't wait that long!"
"I will kill him! I will utterly destroy the Northern Liang army, slaughter every single one of them, leaving not a single one alive!"
"Take his land! Kill his men! Chop his entire family to pieces and settle the score from back then!"
At this point, Wu Kui stood up and patted the tombstone.
"Father, don't blame me for killing the clan elder, and don't blame me for being headstrong. I can't swallow this anger until I kill everyone in the Qin family."
"We barbarians have always been about fighting and killing. If you expect us to hold back, then we're not barbarians!"
"However, I'm not stupid. In this big battle, the Jin family has centralized power and all the military forces are in their hands. Compared to Qin Ze, their military strength is far greater."
"Let me live a good life in Beiliang for a few years, train another batch of soldiers, and when I have enough troops, I will start a rebellion!"
"Qin Ze is weak, Jin Jia is strong. You have to pick on the weak. When you hit someone, you hit their weak point. I understand this principle."
"Once I take over Beiliang, I hope that brat Qin Ze is still alive in Xijing. If he dares to come back, hehe, I'll chop him into a pile of minced meat!"
Then, he knelt down in front of the tombstone with a "thud" and kowtowed three times.
"Father! Listen carefully!"
"Once I conquer Northern Liang, I will use the entire Qin family as a blood sacrifice for you!"
"In a few years, I will move your grave to Jinling! I will make the Great Gan Emperor kneel and pay homage before your grave! I mean what I say!"
"If I break my promise, I am not your son!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Kui stood up and strode outside. A soldier beside him brought him a tiger-skin coat, which Wu Kui casually draped over his back. Then, he shouted loudly at the generals waiting outside the tombstone:
"Let's go, follow me to conquer Northern Liang! Let's make their heads roll!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Several generals roared in unison, their voices terrifying and chilling to the bone.
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Tongwei City, Commander's Mansion.
In the main seat, a man dressed in a brocade robe sat upright. His belly protruded slightly beneath the luxurious robe. His hands were fair and plump, and his ruddy face was expressionless. He fiddled with the jade ring on his finger as he spoke:
"Fangcheng, I have given you a chance to make a name for yourself. Troops from several surrounding cities have been transferred here, totaling 100,000 troops. If you lead your troops to attack Beiliang, it will be a great achievement."
"He will surely be promoted and ennobled in the future, rising rapidly through the ranks."
At this point, the man in the brocade robe raised his head, his fair face extremely gloomy, and his somber eyes staring straight at Fang Cheng below the stage.
Fang Cheng, sitting below the stage, bowed his head, his face flushed and pale.
The next moment, the man in the brocade robe let out a cold snort.
"But what about you? You led these 100,000 men to Beiliang, only to be utterly defeated and forced to return in a sorry state."
"Considering the years we've been together, I haven't punished you for any serious crimes. Now, how dare you ask me to mobilize more troops?"
"I've given you the chance, but you don't have the ability. I've already sent a message to the capital, and the court will send troops to attack Beiliang. Just give up on that idea."
After saying this, Fang Cheng's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with resentment...
The next moment, he knelt down with a thud.
"My lord! Please give me one last chance!"
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