In front of the military camp, soldiers gathered in layers upon layers.

Many stopped the Prince from killing Xie Jingchuan, but none helped him up.

Every soldier wore a face of anger.

They loathed war, and despised traitors even more!

Sixteen years ago, the Flying Tiger Army was annihilated, the tide of battle turned from victory to defeat, and how many soldiers died at the hands of the enemy?!

How many parents lost their sons, how many wives lost their husbands, how many children lost their fathers?!

Just for personal gain, to become someone of power, they disregarded the lives and deaths of others?!

They are human too.

Aren’t they human as well?!

The soldiers were filled with righteous indignation, their anger soaring to the sky.

If they didn’t need to keep Xie Jingchuan alive, these soldiers could have kicked him to death already.

Xie Jingchuan struggled on the ground several times but failed.

Prince NanAn, unable to bear it, waved his hand and said, "Hang him up!"

Sixteen years ago only a dozen survived the destruction of the Flying Tiger Army. Marquis Dongxiang became a bandit of the court, rebuilding the Flying Tiger Army with such courage that anyone would be moved.

He actually attempted to destroy Marquis Dongxiang’s years of effort with a bagful of poison.

Wonderful.

Such boldness.

Xingxing was furious, looking at the hung Xie Jingchuan, said to Su Jin, "Miss, poison him a little."

Su Jin had no less than one hundred kinds of poisons for dealing with people.

But this time, she did nothing.

When it comes to the Flying Tiger Army, naturally it should be the Flying Tiger Army that executes him.

Anger is the best way to inspire morale. On the way to attack Nanliang, they found out what happened to the Flying Tiger Army back then, and those Flying Tiger Army soldiers who almost stepped into the ghost gate were eager to cut down the Nanliang people.

Half of them were orphans of the Flying Tiger Army, their closest blood revenge, how could it not be avenged?!

Fueled by rage, the Flying Tiger Army pressed on like a hot knife through butter, forcing Nanliang to retreat step by step.

Poor Duke Huguo held out waiting for the poison to take effect, not knowing how many Nanliang soldiers were sacrificed.

This battle didn’t stop until the evening of the second day.

When the last glow of the sunset faded, the sound of hooves approached.

Marquis Dongxiang returned.

Inside the camp tent.

Su Jin and Qin Hanhan were having a meal.

Four dishes and one soup, made by the Imperial Chef, looking, smelling, and tasting delicious.

But because Marquis Dongxiang hadn’t returned from attacking Nanliang with the Flying Tiger Army, the two had no appetite.

The food went cold, and not much was eaten.

Outside, a sound of footsteps approached, Xingxing hurriedly lifted the tent flap and went out, asking, "Has the Marquis returned?"

"The Marquis has returned," an officer reported.

"And they captured Duke Nanliang alive."

Su Jin’s heart, which had been in her throat, fell back into her stomach with a plop.

Two days had passed; they were finally back.

Putting down her chopsticks, Su Jin and Qin Hanhan left the tent to welcome Marquis Dongxiang and the Flying Tiger Army.

Marquis Dongxiang’s face was grim, intimidating to behold.

Especially his armor, which no longer showed its original state, all covered in blood.

That armor alone was enough to tell everyone how many people Marquis Dongxiang had killed in these two days.

Going to war unavoidably stains one’s body with blood, but never this much before.

He and Su Chong walked in front, with the captured Duke Huguo trailing behind.

Duke Huguo’s arm had been chopped off, his face pale. To prevent him from bleeding to death, his wound was bandaged.

The white gauze was soaked in blood, shocking to the eyes.

Duke Huguo’s capture was truly unexpected. After Marquis Dongxiang entered the main tent, Prince NanAn pulled Su Chong aside and asked, "How did you capture Duke Nanliang alive?"

"Just like that," Su Chong replied.

"...?"

Is that even an answer?

Could he be any more perfunctory?

Prince NanAn didn’t realize that when people are at their angriest, they can go mad.

The Flying Tiger Army, having trained for many years, was far superior in strength to ordinary soldiers, and their crazed explosiveness was astonishing.

Especially Marquis Dongxiang, who could think of nothing but revenge upon knowing that the Flying Tiger Army was poisoned and annihilated by Duke Huguo in conjunction with Duke Chong.

Parents, spouses, and children were cast to the back of his mind, and before him were only brothers killed.

With enemies right before him, who could remain calm?

Filled with rage, Marquis Dongxiang risked his life, and with assistance from Su Chong and the Flying Eagle Guards, charged alone towards Duke Huguo and sliced off one of his arms.

With the Great General captured alive, Nanliang’s army fell apart and scattered in retreat.

This battle that raged for two days and nights finally ceased.

The Flying Tiger Army achieved a sweeping victory!

After two days and nights without sleep, aside from the two buns they carried which they hadn’t eaten, they were starving, their chests sticking to their backs.

Back at the barracks, the exhausted Flying Tiger Army slumped to the ground, faces filled with the satisfaction of avenging a great hatred.

Duke Huguo was brought into the camp, and Uncle Lin kicked him, forcing Duke Huguo to kneel on the ground.

His face was full of anger and humiliation, trying to get up but being held down tightly, unable to move.

Marquis Dongxiang demanded he confess in public how the Flying Tiger Army was harmed back then.

Clenching his teeth, Duke Huguo glared at Marquis Dongxiang and said, "No one forced you to drink our Nanliang’s water?!"

"If you’re afraid of being killed, don’t go to war!"

Prince NanAn and the others were infuriated by his audacity, speaking so boldly even as a captive.

Did someone put a knife to the Emperor of Nanliang’s neck forcing him to attack Daqi?!

If he had destroyed the Flying Tiger Army with honest combat, who would seek revenge? They would only reflect on their lesser skills!

But the Flying Tiger Army was harmed by their despicable methods!

Ultimately, Duke Chong is even more hateful than Duke Huguo.

From the beginning, they knew Nanliang and Duke Huguo wanted to destroy Daqi; they were the enemy.

Duke Chong was a Daqi person, yet he helped the Nanliang people harm his own brothers!

Marquis Dongxiang laughed in anger at Duke Huguo.

Fitting to walk with Duke Chong, such shamelessness.

He grabbed the whip from the table, walked to Duke Huguo’s side, and slapped him on the face with the whip, saying, "It’s the first time I’ve heard that water can be divided into Daqi and Nanliang."

"Divided so clearly, I really feel embarrassed to let you drink our Daqi’s water."

"From now on, without my permission, he’s not to be given a drop of water!"

Then, throwing the whip to the ground, "Drag him out and hang him up for a beating!"

Two officers hung Duke Huguo up, right next to Xie Jingchuan.

At the border, the sun was intense. After just two days, Xie Jingchuan’s lips were cracked beyond recognition.

And still, fearing his sun death, he was given water once a day.

Duke Huguo poisoned the water source on the Flying Tiger Army’s path, yet blamed their poisoning as self-inflicted; these words had angered all the soldiers in the army.

If wars could be fought with such despicable means as poisoning, with Su Jin’s poisoning skills, she could have poisoned all of Nanliang.

War is brutal, but citizens of both countries are innocent.

Who would have thought Nanliang would go so far as to poison the water source to target the Flying Tiger Army?

Even between warring states, envoys are not slaughtered, let alone poisoning the water.

Daqi water flows to Nanliang, and Nanliang water flows into Daqi.

How can this water be divided, and if not, how to sever the water source?

This is simply being unreasonable.