Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 15: I Helped the Government Suppress Fulong Fort

We fought at the foot of the mountain for the whole day.

The situation was extremely tragic.

As far as the eye could see, many people lay down and never got up again.

Hmm, the government suffered some losses, but Fulong Fort suffered even greater losses--

This was the conclusion reached by the six people of Fulong Fort, who held their bowls and squatted by the giant rock for lunch, their eyes sore from staring.

At dusk, the rain stopped and the wind ceased. The two groups of people also stopped fighting, for no apparent reason. They then faced each other for the duration of an incense stick, cleaning up the battlefield and getting along quite harmoniously!

It was hard to see further down because it became foggy.

"We can have a few more days of stability!" Lady Baijianxi smiled.

Cui Ying'er and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, and some even took pleasure in the misfortune, patting their butts and returning to the fort. Fulong Fort and the government were now engaged, so they wouldn't have the energy to go up the mountain and besiege Fulong Fort for a short period of time.

Only Xin Zhuo stood still, staring blankly at the fog.

The fog after the rain was caused by the cooling and temperature reduction of the ground. When the air cools to a certain degree, some of the water vapor in the air will condense into tiny water droplets suspended in the lower layer of the air.

Having studied physics for a few years, he understood this, but just as there must be a reason for the sudden fog in the world, the government troops and mountain bandits were natural enemies and would not suddenly cease fire, politely clean up the bodies, take a break, and then continue fighting.

This world could not be as harmonious as the Spring and Autumn Period.

Could it be that the bandits of Fulong Fort would accept surrender?

This thought startled him. Wasn't this nonsense?

If Fulong Fort and the government joined forces, then they would only have one enemy—Fulong Fort.

Six people and a dog, facing the attack of hundreds or even thousands of enemies, they would be wiped out without a trace, without even the chance to kneel down and surrender.

No, it wouldn't work!

He had to be prepared.

It was urgent to feed the five subordinates of the bandits with Lunar Serenity Well water.

To be safe, he decided to try it out on Xiao Huang first.

Returning to the fort, it was not completely dark yet. He quietly carried Xiao Huang into the room, closed the door, and then scooped a spoonful of well water from "Lunar Serenity Well".

He stared at the well water for a while, cautiously took a small sip himself.

Tasting and feeling, there was no sensation, it even had a bit of the taste of stagnant water in an abandoned old well covered in moss, fishy and smelly.

Indeed, the well water had no effect on the owner of the well.

He put the bowl on the ground and called Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang was wagging his tail and playing tug-of-war with a shoe. He followed the bandits every day and ate salty cabbage, so he must be thirsty. When he saw the bowl of well water, he licked it eagerly.

Xin Zhuo frowned and observed.

Half an incense stick later, Xiao Huang was still lively and jumping around, showing no signs of abnormality.

After three incense sticks, he curled up and fell asleep, unable to be awakened.

Xin Zhuo fell into deep thought.

What was this? Did it need a year or more to digest? Forget it, it would be better to pack up and leave.

He summoned Lunar Serenity Well and looked at it. Xiao Huang's attributes in the well had indeed not changed at all.

He walked boredly to the window, lifted the tattered cloth, and stared at the mountain scenery outside. The wind was strong on the mountain, the fog was light, and after the rain, a crescent moon appeared in the sky.

From the direction of the kitchen, the sudden sound of Huang Dagui and Han Qiniang arguing over who would cook dinner came. Huang Dagui was rough and didn't pay attention to details, he liked salty food; Han Qiniang had a bland taste and liked light dishes.

Xin Zhuo smiled, there were only potatoes and radishes left, and they could distinguish between salty and light. Their culinary skills were remarkable.

Turning back to look at Xiao Huang, he was both surprised and somewhat disgusted.

Xiao Huang had suddenly changed!

He had grown much bigger, from being as big as a mother hen to being like a lamb. Moreover, there was a tuft of red hair on top of his head, and his lower teeth were sticking out, giving him a grotesque appearance.

He looked like a stray dog with a rooster's comb.

At this moment, he stared at Xin Zhuo with rolled-up eyes. If it weren't for his tail wagging constantly, it would have seemed like a little monster had barged in.

It worked!

Xin Zhuo quickly summoned "Lunar Serenity Well" and saw that Xiao Huang's attributes in the well had also changed.

[Little Yellow Dog: Loyalty 100, four months old, remaining lifespan 15, spiritual intelligence awakened, naive, wild, digging, biting.]

Spiritual intelligence awakened?

I'm not sure what kind of description this is, but it seems that Little Yellow will become a dog that is no longer interested in low-level fun in the future.

What about Cui Ying'er and the others? Will their appearance undergo some inexplicable changes?

Everyone with a rooster's comb, and a receding hairline?

The scene is unbearable to watch.

It shouldn't be the case. When a dog's spiritual intelligence awakens and undergoes changes, it's only natural. At most, humans can enhance their strength and realm, right?

...

Xin Zhuo's concerns are not unfounded.

At the foot of Fulongzhai Mountain, in the dense cedar forest where the sunlight cannot penetrate, a unique negotiation is taking place.

Dozens of constables stand below the peak, standing tall with serious expressions. The unsheathed waist knives have snow-white blades and exceptionally sharp point-measuring rulers. Especially the embroidered "捕" character on their black uniforms, it naturally has a deterrent effect on thieves and bandits.

Dozens of ragged mountain bandits hide behind the dense bushes on the cliff top, showing half of their heads and raising their worn-out weapons.

"The government's offer of amnesty lacks sincerity!"

"If you want amnesty, the leaders should not hide up there!"

"Hahaha, be careful not to sail the Ten Thousand Year ship..."

Sun Wu, the leader of Menghuo Village, is forty-one years old this year. He has been a bandit for thirteen years and is known as "Venerable Ghost Blood Blade." This title sounds like a Buddha or an Arhat in Buddhism, with a hint of fantasy, but he likes it very much.

Because he originally came from a monk background, but he was just a playboy. Over the years, he has defiled the innocence of 127 young girls.

This is something he is proud of.

After all, how many people in the world can be as carefree as him? Even the emperor only has three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, totaling eighty-one people, forty-six fewer than him.

Standing behind him are his iron brothers, the second-in-command "Hun Tianhou" Li Qing, and eighteen of the most elite bandits in the village.

This force is intimidating wherever they go. Today's battle cannot be said to be a victory or a defeat, but amnesty? Amnesty is not as enjoyable as robbery.

"So it's Master Chen!"

"Master" is the respectful title that ordinary people use for constables. Sun Wu doesn't mind showing some respect, then he smiles proudly, "Let's not waste time with empty words. I'm not educated and don't understand. I accept the amnesty. What about my brothers? What benefits do I get?"

"The brothers in the mountains can naturally go down the mountain to farm, as for the leaders..."

Chen Jing, with distinct features on his face, looks dignified in his phoenix eyes. He unsheathes his waist knife, exuding a formidable aura.

Fufeng Prefecture City has five affiliated counties, totaling 4,374 people in the black, strong, fast, and white labor forces. There are ten constables, with the chief constable Xue Huaiwei being highly skilled and holding an official position in the imperial court. He is currently not in the prefecture city.

Even if he were here, he wouldn't personally take action. With his arrogance, after Xin Aotian, the old bandit leader, died, no bandit could escape his scrutiny.

Among the chief constables, Chen Jing has the highest status because he is not only the highest-paid chief constable but also a trusted confidant of the prefect.

Originally, they were supposed to first eliminate Fulongzhai and E'langzhai, but the situation changed. A few days ago, the bandits of E'langzhai were scattered by the bandits of Fulongzhai, followed by the appearance of a dreamlike princess, and then the bandits of Menghuo Village, who were sixty miles away, inexplicably appeared here.

This puzzled him, but he had to deploy troops and be on high alert.

Winning today's battle won't give them any advantage, but if they can offer amnesty, it would be a great achievement.

"So it's Master Chen!"

"Master Chen" is the respectful title that ordinary people use for constables. Sun Wu doesn't mind showing some respect, then he smiles proudly, "Let's not waste time with empty words. I'm not educated and don't understand. I accept the amnesty. What about my brothers? What benefits do I get?"

"The brothers in the mountains can naturally go down the mountain to farm, as for the leaders..."

Chen Jing ponders. He cannot make the decision on this matter after all... The ringleaders must be punished.

"Don't make it difficult for Master Chen!"

Sun Wu waves his hand, "I have a deep grudge with Fulongzhai. How about I take care of Fulongzhai for the government first? You should know that although Fulongzhai has fewer people, the terrain is treacherous and difficult to attack. The people on the mountain are also extremely fierce. If you go up, you will definitely suffer heavy losses. We are different. It will be like capturing fish in a barrel. At that time, if you offer amnesty, please speak a few good words for me in front of the prefect!"

"Are you... sure you can do it?"

Chen Jing is doubtful. He learned from the captured bandits from E'langzhai that there are experts in Fulongzhai.

"Of course I can! It's a piece of cake!"

"How many people do you need?"

"Ten!"

"Alright, when will you make your move?"

"At five in the morning when they are fast asleep!"

"Good plan!"

"Thank you for your understanding!"

(End of this chapter)