The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Chapter 854: North Wing Debt Collection

The door to the innermost stone chamber burst open, and under the dim candlelight, hundreds of ebony tablets were solemnly displayed, like an army silently guarding Guicheng.

The three gilded tablets in the center are particularly eye-catching. They are the tablets of General Wang Yulun and his wife and children.

The bronze sacrificial vessel in front of the tablet contained not incense ashes, but hundreds of rusty arrows...which were the weapons that the Wan army used to kill General Wang.

The walls of the stone chamber were covered with dense bloody words, all of which were the names of the Northern Wing soldiers who died in the battle. The words were wet as if they had just been written, flowing slowly along the stone walls, and finally gathered on the ground to form a map of the Northern Wing territory.

This is no ordinary secret room. It is the hidden Hall of Heroes built by the people of Guicheng in the north wing for nearly a hundred years, using blood as ink and bones as bricks.

The people of Guicheng have never surrendered and have been waiting for the Northern Wing Royal Army to take them home!

An hour later, Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang led the vanguard team and quietly left the basement of Yi Guang Academy through the secret passage.

Yiguang Academy was surrounded and searched to no avail. The entire city of Guicheng was sealed off and a large effort was made to hunt down the Northern Wing King's teacher.

Several teams of soldiers were added to guard the city gates, and each of them was fierce and ferocious.

Tang Xinghe and others were unable to leave the city, so they had to temporarily return to Guicheng.

Ma Chuyang's face was gloomy and his eyes were bloodshot. He curled up on the simple bed without even eating dinner.

Tang Xinghe also changed his usual high-spirited look and looked extremely ugly.

But he was more capable than Ma Chuyang. He suppressed his grief and anger and sat by the bed to persuade the other person, "Get up, why are you crying? If you can't stand it, just fight back! What's the point of just crying?"

Ma Chuyang was obviously hit hard, and said sullenly, "Who is crying? I'm not crying... wuwuwuwu..."

He grew up in luxury and was loved by everyone. It is no exaggeration to say that it was his mother Qin Fangfei who helped him pack his luggage the night before he left for the war.

His mother warned him, "Son, don't try to be too aggressive. Save your life first, fight second. Do you hear me?"

The doting feeling was almost overwhelming the military discipline. I wanted to grab him by the ears and tell him to fight if he could win, and run away if he couldn't.

What a happy child he was, living in the northern wing of the capital, with no worries about food and clothing, and thinking about playing all day long.

But the people of Guicheng live a life worse than that of cattle and horses!

How painful it must have been for General Wang's wife and children! How heartbroken General Wang himself must have been.

Ma Chuyang burst into tears and threw himself into Tang Xinghe's arms and cried, "Brother Xinghe, I want to kill the bastard Wan country!"

Tang Xinghe patted Ma Chuyang on the back, his throat choking with sobs, "Well, let's kill the Wan country bastards together! I have a bold idea..."

"Me too!" Ma Chuyang gritted his teeth.

The next day, Wan State continued to search for the Northern Wing King's Army throughout the city, and additional personnel were stationed in almost every street and alley.

All pedestrians entering and leaving are strictly searched.

Wu Le, the governor of Guicheng, was furious in his office. "How can a few little kids really turn the world upside down? They are useless! Such a shame! Such a shame!"

The people he sent out yesterday to capture Gu Changqing, the principal of Yi Guang Academy, were his elite team, but they crawled back like a lost dog.

"Sir, the principal of Yi Guang Academy, Gu Changqing, and the students disappeared overnight. Also, also..." The subordinate's voice was trembling when he came to report the time.

"What else?" Wu Le frowned.

"And he burned down the library!"

Wu Le's face turned pale instantly, and he slapped his palm, causing the teacups on the table to clink.

The Wan Kingdom was a nation that rose to prominence on horseback, and they did not have much cultural heritage. These books were the foundation for the Wan Kingdom to replace the North Wing.

Those that were burned were precious books that the various prefects had spent decades of hard work and racked their brains to compile.

A fire, burned it all!

Wu Le suddenly remembered the way the white-browed old man respectfully served tea when he inspected Yi Guang Academy last month.

At that time, Gu Changqing vowed that he would never follow the example of other scholars and students. He still used the double-handed salute, which, now thinking about it, was clearly the etiquette of the Northern Wing scholars and officials when they met the king.

Wu Le was very proud, thinking that Gu Changqing was a different Beiyi person. But he didn't expect that this Beiyi person would take to the streets to incite the people to resist and burn down the library.

"Search! Search, search, search! We must dig Gu Changqing out even if we have to dig three feet deep! If he's alive, we must find him; if he's dead, we must find his body!" Wu Le's eyes were red, and his furious roar was so loud that the beams in the hall were covered in dust.

But there was more bad news. "Report!" a guard reported in a trembling voice, "Sir! The armory was stolen!"

Wu Le kicked over the table, causing the teacup to shatter and scatter. "Asshole! What did you lose?"

The guards looked pale. "Eight fine iron bows, hundreds of arrows! And ten black iron daggers."

Wu Le's whole body trembled.

I remembered that the battle report from Jundong Mountain recorded that two arrows shot into the eyebrows of the two commanders at the same time.

Wu Le felt his throat tighten and his brows itch for no apparent reason. "Someone, come! Strengthen the guards at the government office!"

Many elite troops were transferred back to the government office for alert. He was waiting for reinforcements to arrive and then massacre the city.

He suddenly ran out of manpower.

Every Guicheng citizen can now fight with the Wan people. None of them are afraid of death and are fighting for their lives.

Wu Le didn't dare to move.

The night was as dark as ink, and Guicheng was shrouded in oppressive silence.

Tang Xinghe was wearing the leather armor of a Wan soldier, with his helmet pulled down low, covering his sharp eyebrows and eyes.

His appearance is completely different from that of the Wan people. Most of the Wan people have high cheekbones and deep eyes, but he has straight eyebrows and slightly raised eyes, which is a typical appearance of the Northern Yi people.

On ordinary days, this appearance would surely attract scrutiny. But at this moment, he deliberately smeared blood and dust on his face, and used charcoal ash to darken the shadows on his cheekbones. At first glance, he really looked like a veteran soldier of the Wan Kingdom.

What’s even more interesting is that his walking posture has also changed - Wan soldiers ride horses all year round, and they walk with their feet turned outward and their backs slightly hunched.

At this moment, he deliberately dragged his right leg, hunched his shoulders slightly, and even his breathing became heavier, looking like a defeated soldier crawling out of a pile of dead bodies.

When the gate guard approached with a torch, Tang Xinghe coughed at the right time, his shoulders shook violently, but his right hand quietly pressed on the dagger at his waist.

If he was really discovered, he could cut the opponent's throat in an instant.

"Which battalion?" the guard asked gruffly.

Tang Xinghe's voice was hoarse, and he answered in the Wan accent that he had deliberately learned, "The Third Team of the Black Cavalry Battalion, we have encountered the Northern Wing King's Army. They are the ones who killed people in the street yesterday... I, I have something important to report to the governor."

As he spoke, he swayed his body as if he would fall down at any time.

The guard frowned. The light from the torch reflected on Tang Xinghe's blood-stained face, but only cast a vague shadow.

He was about to ask again when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried horse hooves in the distance.

The newcomer was covered in blood, and before he even reached the door, he shouted, "North Wing Royal Division! We have encountered the North Wing Royal Division!"

Having said this, he fell off his horse to the ground.

Tang Xinghe knew that Ma Chuyang had succeeded.

In the chaos, Tang Xinghe lowered his head and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Dragging his "injured leg", he walked step by step into this devil's den that had devoured the lives of countless Northern Wing people.

The North Wing is here to collect debts!