The soldiers in the courtyard were all stunned.
That scene just now, swift as a startled hare and a swooping falcon, had left them gaping in amazement.
The one lying on the ground…
Was none other than Lord Zhou Xiong himself!
Lord Zhou Xiong's martial prowess was truly extraordinary!
Throughout the entire Pukou City army, if not the very best, he was absolutely among the top three.
Just the other day, when he fought beneath the city walls against that Wu Xingzhou, who served the Lord Duke, they clashed so fiercely that the sky turned dark and the earth dimmed, leaving countless soldiers awestruck!
A warrior so fierce, yet before this Marquis Jingyi, he couldn't even last a single exchange?
Taken down in an instant?
No kidding, this Marquis Jingyi, Pei Wugou—if you ignore his looks and attire—is actually pretty formidable!
And this show of bravery thoroughly intimidated the soldiers, who immediately began to carry out Pei Wugou's orders.
Some soldiers escorted Zhou Xiong to the prison.
The others found Nanny Sun nearby and, following her instructions, split into three groups to spread the news abroad.
As expected, the entire city of Pukou was shocked!
First came the confusion—how could Zhou Xiong have been thrown into prison?
Once they learned the full story, they were even more astonished.
“Wait, did Yun Jing really send someone? And a general who hasn't been to war or commanded troops in five years?”
“This Pei Wugou sure has impeccable timing. Pukou City is on the verge of falling, and now he shows up?”
“Almost everyone in Pukou has already sided with the Lord Duke. This Marquis Jingyi coming now… Isn't that like a meat bun thrown at a dog—never to return?”
“And the Marquis Jingyi came alone? Wouldn't it make sense to arrest him and deliver him to the Lord Duke as a gift?”
…
The most excited were the men in the military camp.
Many of them still had feelings for Zhou Xiong. When it came to surrendering to Ren Tianye, they hadn't wanted to kill Zhou Xiong, only to tie him up or force him to surrender.
But now…
Zhou Xiong was locked up, and the one who came was sent by Yun Jing!
“Isn’t this a gift of merit delivered to our doorstep?”
Someone shouted, and the entire camp erupted.
“Hell, now that you mention it, you’re right!”
“At first, capturing Lord Zhou Xiong alone was too small a credit. Now that a Marquis Jingyi has arrived, wouldn’t delivering his head to the Lord Duke earn us far greater merit?”
“The best part is, this Marquis Jingyi Pei Wugou came all by himself, without even a single attendant!”
“Haha, I’m claiming this credit!”
“Hey, wipe the drool off your chin. This credit belongs to all the soldiers and civilians of Pukou City. Don’t you try to hog it all!”
…
The soldiers were all utterly thrilled.
All the officers at every level immediately rushed to the Zhou residence in accordance with Pei Wugou’s “military orders.”
Also heading to the Zhou residence were Chen Liang, Song Shaoyi, and others, purely out of curiosity—or to gather intelligence.
They wanted to see for themselves exactly what kind of man this newly arrived Pei Wugou was.
How much did he differ from the intelligence they’d received?
Before long, everyone had assembled.
But they were blocked outside the Zhou residence gates.
“Where is that Marquis Jingyi? Why isn’t he coming out?”
“The brothers are all here, what’s he dawdling inside for?”
“Go and call him out already!”
…
The personal guards of the Zhou residence were naturally eager to do so, but…
Pei Wugou still hadn’t emerged.
“He’s tidying up inside, letting everyone wait a bit.”
With that said, the crowd figured they could spare a few moments.
But half an hour passed, and he still hadn’t come out.
“Why isn’t he out yet?”
A guard went in to ask, then came back to report, “Still tidying up!”
“Still tidying up? Come on—he’s a soldier, not an opera singer on stage. What the heck is he tidying up for so long?”
The crowd had grown extremely impatient.
They were about to force their way in when the Zhou residence gate creaked open.
Marquis Jingyi Pei Wugou strolled out leisurely.
To be fair, the first glimpse of him stunned everyone.
Pei Wugou wore a suit of gilded and jade-inlaid scale armor, with a beast-headed maw at the shoulders. His jet-black hair was combed immaculately smooth and kept in place by a gilded hair crown, making his already handsome face shine all the more brightly!
In contrast, these soldiers looked like a bunch of ragged country bumpkins.
However, this disparity in appearance didn’t make the soldiers feel any sense of inferiority.
After all, for a soldier, strength was what mattered; looks weren’t even a bonus!
Still, there was a brief moment of shock.
By then, Pei Wugou had already spoken: “Good, you’ve all come.”
“It’s good that you’re here.”
“Now, I will announce my military orders!”
“I command you to assemble everyone immediately. At dawn today, throw open the city gates and cut down Ren Tianye’s army. We’ll blunt his edge!”
At these words, everyone was stunned.
What the hell?
We’re opening the city gates?
Wait—don’t you know that Zhou Xiong kept the gates tightly shut to fend off the Lord Duke? Even though people cursed and challenged them under the walls every day, the gates were never opened.
Because as long as the gates stayed closed, the Lord Duke couldn’t easily break in. And now… open the gates?
Are you worried about how slowly the Lord Duke is getting in?
Brother, are you a plant too?
“First, let Ren Tianye feel my might. Shatter their morale…” Pei Wugou continued. “Soon, a great army from Yun Jing will arrive as reinforcements. When it does, I will personally lead it and decisively crush Ren Tianye.”
“Not only will this break the siege of Pukou City, but it will also relieve the crisis facing Yun Jing.”
“Once that’s done, I, your marquis, can depart in peace.”
“Everyone, is my plan clear?”
“Do you dare to follow me tomorrow to face Ren Tianye in battle?”
They all heard him clearly, but they were even more dumbfounded.
This marquis from Yun Jing actually had this in mind!
Tomorrow morning, he intended to ride out of the city himself to do battle with the Lord Duke!
Then, when the Yun Jing reinforcements arrived, they would rout the Lord Duke in a lightning strike!
No way!
Marquis, it’s fine if you’re this brave!
But take a look at the eyes of the brothers standing before you!
See those eyes of the brothers—they’re gleaming!
Gleaming with something frightening!
Earlier, when everyone heard that you captured Zhou Xiong in one move, they were a bit worried—fearing it wouldn’t be easy to assassinate you.
But if you plan to lead the brothers out of the city gate… well then, the brothers won’t be so polite!
Then all we have to do is shut the city gates…
What would you call that?
Catching a turtle in a jar?
No, that’s not right—we’re out of the jar!
So, it should be called… catching a turtle outside the jar, right?
“Why don’t you answer me?”
“Did you not hear my orders clearly?”
“Or do you intend to defy military orders?”
Pei Wugou was displeased and pressed the question.
What he got in return was an earth-shaking chorus of replies.
“Willing, Marquis, we are willing!”
“Marquis, I’ll be the first to ride out with you tomorrow!”
“No, I’ll be first!”
“Damn it, I’ll be the first!”
“Marquis, I don’t care about the others, but you must take me out of the city tomorrow! I swear to guard your side and brave fire and water for you!”
…
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orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
