The Demon Lords

Chapter 804 77: Execute the Slaves

Li Fusheng heard these words, and his entire face began to flush red, as if he had been drinking, and he was completely intoxicated.

"General Zheng, what exactly should be done about this matter? You should quickly come up with a plan, and I'll follow it."

Once Li Fusheng's emotions are stirred, it is truly difficult to rein them in.

Especially, the mention of "Li Bao" by Zheng Fan was a direct and piercing stab to the deepest part of Li Fusheng's heart.

Among the seven generals of the Northern Front Army, it is unrealistic to say they were like brothers, but Li Fusheng and Li Bao indeed shared a bond tested by life and death, fellow soldiers who could completely entrust their backs to each other.

Li Bao died here in battle, fighting to the death to cover the retreat for the Eldest Prince, surrounded and killed by those Chu people who are now sitting on the ground demanding food!

A gentleman's revenge can wait ten years;

This is a coward's excuse to himself;

For true soldiers, revenge is best taken that very night!

Alliances, diplomacy,

Li Fusheng doesn't care much about these anymore,

and he is not as simple-minded as he seems; the man Li is rough on the surface but meticulous inside.

Zheng Fan's attitude,

Zheng Fan's words,

just him sitting on the back of the Pixiu, resembling Lord Jingnan,

Li Fusheng understands which person is truly giving orders.

If anything goes wrong, that person will bear the responsibility, so there will be no problem.

Moreover, Li Fusheng knows Zheng Fan; he had once advised Zheng Fan to instill more killing intent within himself, since, without that person's orders and demands,

would this boy run over here wildly giving false orders to kill captives?

However, the deepest layer of meaning, Li Fusheng admittedly hasn't figured out yet. This layer will only be understood with time, and that is what exactly Prince Jingnan seeks by having Zheng Fan come forward.

Clearly, with just one royal command,

why did he have to take this extra step?

At this moment, Mao Mingcai, the Minister of War of the Yan State, was utterly bewildered after hearing this dialogue. What exactly is happening here!

He had come to help the Chu State envoy urge the provision of grain, so why had the situation changed so drastically?

Actually, Mao Mingcai didn't feel much pity for these Chu people; as the Minister of War of the Yan State, he could never side with the Chu people.

But this time, he came to declare an imperial edict, and regardless of his personal feelings about this matter, the imperial court had already made a decision and resolution.

The Crown Prince, along with numerous ministers, knocked around the treaty repeatedly before it could be finalized,

His Majesty also used the imperial seal, and the edict went through central approval,

This is the will of the Yan State, the will of the court, and it cannot be violated!

Every person has their own principles to adhere to, sometimes not a noble cause but simply termed as the foundation of one's existence.

If you are sitting as a minister of the Yan State and do not uphold the laws and dignity of the court, what is your reason for being there?

"What exactly are you all talking about!"

Mao Mingcai shouted and stepped forward two paces.

Li Fusheng turned his head, looked at Mao Mingcai, didn't say a word, just had a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Although the Northern Front Army had been disbanded, they still had some untamed wildness, and any respect towards the court's officials was merely superficial.

Most importantly, the killing intent in Li Fusheng's heart had been aroused, and he had an attitude of not recognizing even the king himself.

Zheng Fan had a trace of a smile at the corner of his mouth,

at this point,

he had completely let go,

or in other words,

had gotten into the right mindset.

Mao Mingcai looked at Zheng Fan,

and shouted:

"Lord Pingye, what exactly do you mean by what you just said!"

Zheng Fan calmly replied:

"Repay the debt if you owe money, pay with your life if you kill, it's as simple as that.

How many sons of the Yan region were killed by the Chu people here, and on that day, the Wang River was floating with the bodies of our Yan sons;

Master Mao,

all I want is an explanation for them."

"But the treaty has already been signed, Lord Pingye, do you want to defy the edict?"

"When a general is on the battlefield, military orders may not be observed!"

"I want to see who dares!"

Mao Mingcai spread his arms and shouted loudly:

"The treaty is established, the people need time to recover, anyone daring to provoke war may try, but they'd have to step over my dead body first!"

Zheng Fan shook his head,

extended his little finger,

dug into his own ear,

then brought the little finger to his lips,

"Huff... huff..."

blew out two breaths.

"Master Mao, if you don't kill the wolf, don't scare the wolf, and release the tiger back to the mountain, can this peaceful life, this time of recovery, be achieved?"

"As a Yan official, how dare you defy the edict!"

Zheng Fan raised his hand,

pointing at Mao Mingcai,

and said:

"Master Mao is tired, help Master Mao down to rest."

"I want to see who dares!"

Mao Mingcai shouted in anger again, looking around him.

However, as soon as his voice fell, a scabbard hit Mao Mingcai's knee.

Mao Mingcai fell to one knee,

immediately,

a hand pressed down on Mao Mingcai's shoulder.

The person who acted was Ran Min.

"You..."

Ran Min ignored Mao Mingcai's gaze and instead looked at Zheng Fan, speaking:

"Lord Zheng, this humble soldier escorted Master Mao all the way from the capital to here, and can testify that Master Mao caught a cold along the way, feeling weak and feverish, and needs rest."

Zheng Fan took notice of this quick-witted soldier, looked at him twice, and said:

"What is your name?"

"This humble soldier is Ran Min, Squad Leader of the new Second Barracks of Jingnan's Army."

"Ran Min?"