Chapter 11 Conviction

Chapter 11 Conviction

Chapter 11 Conviction
Lu Yunyi was already accustomed to the gazes of more than a hundred people.
Even when he looked over, the cold aura on him became even stronger and his eyes became sharper.

Lu Yunyi turned his gaze to Yan Wujian and smiled gently under the gaze of everyone.

This smile cooled down the anger of the soldiers present.
Instead, there is an extremely strong feeling of regret, or relief.

Although the military is not as complicated as the government, no one would be so stupid as to offend their immediate superior.

Moreover, Lord Xiao Lu is different from them. He is well-known in Qingzhou City.
Such young people should know how to protect themselves.

Many soldiers already felt sorry for Wu Fuliu.
I secretly prayed that he could survive this disaster and continue to fight in the battlefield.

If not, some soldiers shuddered in their hearts.

Even if he became disabled, it would be worse than death for him.

After all, soldiers like them cannot afford the revenge of a rich young master, let alone a disabled person.

At this time, they secretly lowered their heads, hoping that they would not be involved in this storm.

At this moment, the chuckle from the head seemed to change, turning into a sneer, and then into a sneer.

Lu Yunyi stared at Yan Wujian and said calmly:
“Can you read and write?”

"That's natural."

Yan Wujian suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and slowly began to struggle, trying to stand up again.

But the soldiers behind him held him down.
The soldiers' idea was simple: since they had pinned the man down, they would just take one end of the pole and had to obey their superiors' orders.

"Have you read a book? It is said in the Qin Law that if the law is not enforced, the prince will be punished according to the law." Lu Yunyi said calmly.
But seeing Yan Wujian's eyes full of doubt, and most of the surrounding soldiers were also confused, Lu Yunyi sighed and spoke again:
"The Records of the Grand Historian: The Biography of Shang Yang once said that if a prince breaks the law, he will be punished just like a commoner. Do you understand this time?"

Yan Wujian's face changed drastically!
The soldiers around him also raised their heads suddenly, staring at Lu Yunyi with blazing eyes.
For some reason, he felt a rare sense of embarrassment this time.

"King Huiwen of Qin was guilty of the same crime as the common people, let alone you?
Want to use Captain Yan to get rid of the crime? What a joke!
Captain Yan is upright and never shows favoritism. If he knew what you did, the first thing he would do would be to chop you off to uphold the family tradition."

Lu Yunyi walked slowly in front of Yan Wujian and looked at him indifferently.

He also didn't want to offend Yan San, so he said this.

Although it may not necessarily work, it doesn't take much effort to open your mouth, so it's better to say more than less.

"Are you guilty?"

Lu Yunyi, who was already tall, gave Yan Wujian a great sense of oppression.

The weight on his body suddenly increased at this moment, causing his face to turn red and his eyes to become bloodshot.
These soldiers were smart men, and since their superiors had already made the decision, they would act without hesitation.

Those who murder their colleagues are always unforgivable.

"I am not guilty!!!"

"Okay! Bring me the roster." Seeing that he was so stubborn, Lu Yunyi waved his hand.

Suddenly, a soldier ran forward, untied the restraints on his chest as he ran, and took out the list from his arms.

Lu Yunyi took the list and flipped it open casually, and soon found Yan Wujian's name. His ranking was not low, at the sixth level of beheading, which made Lu Yunyi raise his eyebrows.

"Six levels of beheading, how many of them were robbed?"

"You can always find a pretext to accuse someone of something. These heads were chopped off by my subordinates. They have nothing to do with anyone else!"

Yan Wujian was also a tough guy. Even though he had difficulty breathing, he gritted his teeth and refused to plead guilty.

"Go and fetch Yan Wujian's military merit head." Lu Yunyi ordered coldly.
It would be fine if this person gave in, and Yan San could handle it himself.

But he is a tough guy. If we keep him here, there is a possibility of revenge. It is better to convict him.

It was not so quick to find the heads, but within a quarter of an hour the soldier came back with six heads hanging around his waist.

"Sir, this is the head that Yan Wujian beheaded."

Seeing these heads, many soldiers' eyes lit up.
To kill the enemy on the battlefield, you need not only your own bravery, but also some luck.
If you can't encounter the enemy, it's useless even if you have ten thousand enemies.

Now there are some old soldiers among the soldiers who have not grabbed the heads.

They have already made up their minds at this moment. If Yan Wujian dies, these heads will definitely be divided up, and whoever sees them will get a share!
For a moment, Yan Wujian felt a murderous aura all around him, which made his hair stand on end.

However, when Lu Yunyi saw these heads, his expression became a little strange. He looked at Xiao Shunzi beside him and asked:
"Did you guys strangle any of these heads?"

Xiao Shunzi nodded quickly and pointed at one of them:
"Sir, this man was killed by Brother Wu. Brother Wu's sword is swift and his hands are heavy, so the wound is always neat."

Lu Yunyi looked at Xiao Shunzi in surprise.
He also noticed this feature, but he didn't expect Xiao Shunzi to observe it so carefully.

"You're talking nonsense! I killed him!" Yan Wujian became furious and struggled violently.

But Xiao Shunzi just glanced at him lightly, snorted coldly, then squatted on the ground to check, frowning and very confused.

"What did you find?" Lu Yunyi asked.

Xiao Shunzi pointed at the head of a man in his thirties, frowned and said:
"Sir, look at this head. The wound is very neat, but I have never seen this person before."

Hearing this, Lu Yunyi burst into laughter and patted his head vigorously.
Then, while Xiao Shunzi was puzzled, he turned around, looked at the soldiers present, and said loudly:
"This man's head was cut off by me.

At that time, he was fighting with two brothers, and this man was very powerful.
In order to prevent the soldiers from getting hurt, I personally killed this man.

Of course, the head was left where it was and not picked up. Unexpectedly, it became a bargain for these people.

Those two, come out and see if it's him."

As soon as the words fell, the scene was in uproar.
Everyone looked as if they had suddenly realized something, and there was a hint of mockery in their eyes when they looked at Yan Wujian. He couldn't even pick up a head.

The heads of people killed by Shangguan are always reserved for his confidants. This is the rule in the army.

At this time, two soldiers hurriedly squeezed out, walked quickly to the head and looked at it carefully. After just a glance, they nodded repeatedly:
"Sir, it is he.
This person should be the outer leader of the camp, with great military strength.
If you hadn't killed him, my brother and I would have died there."

When he said this, some newly transferred soldiers showed surprise and looked Lu Yunyi up and down. How could this man, at such a young age, have such abilities?

At this time, the fat Liu Heiying laughed:
"My Lord is the best fighter in the Qingzhou Houqianhu Suo. If you don't believe me, just ask him."

"Yes, yes, that's right. Some old soldiers can't beat you, sir."

"I have fought all the centurions in the army, but I have never fought with Lord Yan."

Lu Yunyi watched the situation calm down and the estrangement between the soldiers seemed to have disappeared a little. He nodded with satisfaction.

Sharing the same hatred for the enemy, the united front is indeed very important.

"What about you? What else do you have to say?"

Lu Yunyi lowered his head and kicked Yan Wujian. His expression remained normal, but his eyes were filled with coldness and murderous intent.

"He's going to kill me!! He's going to kill me!!"

A strong thought suddenly arose in Yan Wujian's mind, and the hairs on his body stood up, and he felt a little frightened.

Soon, Yan Wujian thought of a countermeasure and said quickly:

"Please forgive me, sir. I was foolish at the time and picked up two heads to pretend they were military merits. But this is not my fault. The heads were thrown on the ground and I saw them. I had to pick them up."

Yan Wujian's face was full of grievance, but he avoided the main point and kept silent about the incident of killing his colleagues.
Such a clever trick could naturally not be hidden from Lu Yunyi.

He just snorted coldly and said:
"The Great Ming Law states: For murder, it is not necessary to succeed, as long as the murder is committed.

Those who fail to accomplish the plan, regardless of whether they are the leader or the accomplice, will be beaten with the stick 100 times and exiled for 3,000 miles; those who succeed, regardless of whether they are the leader or the accomplice, will be beheaded and thrown into the market.

Those who cause serious injuries in fights shall be given 60 strokes of the cane and five years of imprisonment.

"Yan Wujian, do you admit your guilt?"

Although Lu Yunyi was not good at reading and writing, he did have some knowledge of Ming Dynasty laws.

After all, anything he researched might violate criminal law and land him in jail.

Yan Wujian's face turned pale instantly. Killing someone would be punished with one hundred strokes of the cane, while fighting would be punished with sixty strokes of the cane. Neither of them was something he could endure.

It seems that there is only one way out before him, which is death.

Yan Wujian suddenly felt as if the sky had fallen down on him, but the soldiers around him had completely different reactions. When Yan Wujian’s sky had fallen down, their sky had suddenly brightened.

For soldiers, a good superior is one who does not withhold food and wages.

If they are willing to stand up for them again, they will definitely repay the favor and follow them at the risk of their lives.

Now this tall little Lord Lu is like this,
Not only is he skilled in fighting, he is also a skilled scout, and more importantly, he is a good person.

Such a superior is hard to come by!
Seeing Yan Wujian hesitate to speak, Lu Yunyi sneered and said:
"You were convicted of murder for murdering your colleague. That's a good deal for you."

The soldier holding the booklet on the side was startled when he heard this.
He looked at Lu Yunyi with some suspicion. If this was written down, there would be no regrets.

Lu Yunyi nodded without changing his expression, "Record it and we'll deal with it together when we return to the main headquarters!"

The record clerk was also writing quickly on the booklet. After finishing, he handed it to Lu Yunyi. He then took out the seal of the hundred households and pressed it hard on it!
At this point, Yan Wujian's guilt was determined.

The soldiers uttered a low cry, evidently expressing their great delight.

Lu Yunyi suppressed his anger, looked at the heads on the ground and the people being taken away, snorted coldly, and said:
"Xiao Shunzi, take the head that Yan Wujian cut off with you.
The soldiers who killed the enemy would share the spoils among the soldiers who did not kill any enemy.
After all, everyone has worked so hard and traveled thousands of miles to come to this snowy plain, all for that little bit of reward money."

The soldiers were delighted when they heard this. No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
What's more, this represents the attitude of the superior.

No one will suffer if they follow me!

At noon the next day, loud horse hoof sounds were heard near a camp of more than a thousand people on the border of Gyeongju!
The soldiers had just finished their meal. Although they felt a little dizzy, they still raised their heads suddenly and looked into the distance.

The shaking of the earth is getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, on the distant horizon, more than a hundred cavalrymen swept in from the other end of the snowfield like a black storm.

Their figures looked particularly tall against the backdrop of ice and snow, and the horses' manes were covered with crystal snowflakes.

As the cavalry approached, a strong sense of oppression came over us, making us hold our breath involuntarily.

The snowflakes on the snow were shaken by their momentum and flew up, forming a white mist.

The cavalrymen's figures were looming, and it was not until they rushed to the front of the camp that the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and put down their clenched swords.

The black armor, red helmets, standard long swords, and the tall and handsome war horses all indicate that this is the army of their Ming Dynasty.

They were also very familiar with the leader, whose young eyes were full of vigor and vitality, but he also exuded a calmness that no one else had.

Lu Yunyi, the newly promoted centurion of Qingzhou Guard!
"Hahahaha, I knew you guys were okay!"

A hearty laugh rang out from the entrance of the camp, and Yan San, also wearing armor, walked out with a laugh.

After looking at the bags of heads hanging on the soldiers' bodies, his expression changed slightly and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Qingzhou Guard Captain Lu Yunyi greets His Excellency!"

When Lu Yunyi saw Yan San, he quickly dismounted, clenched his fists from a distance, and quickened his pace.

As expected, Yan San was very satisfied when he saw this. He held Lu Yunyi and patted his shoulder hard:

"I know you are very capable, but I still can't help but worry. If something bad happens, I won't be able to explain to Master Lu."

Lu Yunyi smiled lightly and said quickly:

"This trip was all in accordance with the adults' instructions. How could there be any problems?"

Yan San nodded with satisfaction. This kid has a good family background. Although he is a little arrogant, he is kind and respectful to him. Very good!
He turned his gaze to the bloody bags, with a puzzled look on his face:

"This is this?"

"Reporting to the Lord, this is the place I found within a hundred miles to meet the enemy. It is a branch of the Naiman tribe."

"Oh?" Yan San's eyes widened immediately:
“How could there be such a tribe so close to Gyeongju?”

Lu Yunyi looked solemn:
"Before I set out, I read the military report sent by you. Last year, scouts discovered the whereabouts of the Yuan army nearby, but they have never found their camp.

This time I went out to investigate, I was lucky.
We found their camp at the foot of a mountain and killed them! There are also many captured prisoners on the way back."

Yan San's eyes suddenly lit up, and he cheered repeatedly.

"Good, good, good! We have won a great victory before the army arrives. If the news reaches the general's ears, you will have made a great contribution."

Now that the new year has just begun, the frontier has already made some gains before the end of January.

This is undoubtedly a good sign for the soldiers.

No matter how many heads are beheaded, even if they are placed on the general's desk, it will win a praise!

"How many heads were beheaded?" Yan San asked again.

Lu Yunyi winked at the clerk beside him, and the soldier immediately handed over the list. He then spoke:
"The gains on this trip are not bad. We have taken more than 200 heads, more than 200 prisoners, and 1,000 cattle, sheep, and war horses."

"so much??"

Yan San suddenly raised his head with a look of shock, then looked at the murderous soldiers behind him with some disbelief.

"How much damage?"

"Six people died, more than ten people were seriously injured, and twenty people were slightly injured." Lu Yunyi answered decisively.

"Well, well, well, you have done a great job." Yan San's eyes were filled with unspeakable joy.

If this tribe wasn't too close to Gyeongju, they could have returned.

The more Yan Sanyue looked at the list, the happier he became, especially the captured military supplies, which were already a huge amount for a thousand-household unit.

But when he turned another page and saw the words on it, surprise flashed across his eyes, then anger, then confusion, and finally calmness.

His expression was normal, but his voice was a little colder:
"How is this going?"

(End of this chapter)