" "Attend to the young masterSeeing the cold arrow flying towards him, the Imperial censor, who was in charge of monitoring military affairs, was so scared that his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand.

Just as those around him were flustered, hurriedly drawing their swords to block the incoming arrows, he suddenly grabbed the nearest person beside him and shoved them in front of himself.

The man who was pulled aside to take the arrows clearly had the opportunity to draw his sword and defend himself against the incoming cold arrows. However, once he was pulled by this person, the soldier didn't have time to draw his sword. After being pulled away, before he could even react, he was pierced by a cold arrow.

The cloud army's arrows came flying in all directions, and they caught the soldiers completely off guard. Many of them fell quickly.

Blood seeped out slowly, staining the ground red.

A wail erupted instantly.

They were not unwilling to resist, but the Cloud Family Army in mid-air was simply too fierce. As long as they moved, the cold arrows in their hands would fall upon them, instantly killing them with a single strike.

Under such power suppression, they were utterly unable to resist.

Yunliu let out a cold snort, "Put down your swords, all of you."

As soon as the words left his mouth, some soldiers couldn't hold it in anymore and quickly dropped their swords in fright.

With someone taking the lead, those who had already been frightened by the scene immediately followed suit and dropped their weapons.

After throwing down his sword, he knelt on both knees, his forehead touching the ground, daring not to be presumptuous any longer.

And that censor, acting cautiously, withdrew his head from the soldier who had been shielding him with his body. Only after he confirmed that all the Yun Family Army soldiers dangling in mid-air were safely on the ground did he push the person he was holding away. His panicked eyes scanned the bodies lying on the ground before focusing on the King of Beijang, who remained expressionless, stepping toward him amidst the bloodstained earth, one step at a time.

He was shaking all over, his legs trembling uncontrollably. He looked at the soldiers who had already knelt down and surrendered, then at the King of Beijang who was approaching step by step, “You...you...”

Yunliu let out a light chuckle, then suddenly leaped forward, grabbing the censor's collar and pulling him closer. "Heh, is that all you've got You dare pull these childish stunts You're truly clueless about your own mortality."

The moment those words left his lips, Mo Yunjing had already walked to stand beside them. Dong Ye Hanxing's eyes, like the frigid stars of winter, stared at the censor, a chilling serenity in their depths, as though even an entire galaxy falling wouldn't stir a flicker of emotion within him.

The censor, who was acting as a supervisor, was so terrified at this moment that his mouth trembled and he couldn't even speak.

He finally smelled the terror of death approaching, especially when Mo Yunjing glanced at him so calmly, he immediately knelt down, “North...King of Beijiang, I was just…”

Mo Yunjing did not give the man a chance to finish his words. He seemingly casually picked up a sword from the ground in the distance, his expression unchanged, with no ripples in his eyes. The imperial censor saw this and knew that Mo Yunjing was about to attack him.

He got up and wanted to run away, but he was still a little foolish.

Just as Mo Yunjing was controlling the sword with his mind, it pierced through the Imperial Inspector's heart before anyone could react.

The censor glared with unbelievable, resentful yet fearful eyes, stiffly collapsing to the ground.

At this moment, everyone present suddenly realized that this was the truly fearsome King of Beijiang. He was a war god who could casually kill them all with his every move.

Perhaps because the King of Beijiang had not taken any action since arriving at Youlan City's military camp and had rarely even gotten angry, they had forgotten what the King of Beijiang was truly like.

After all, a prince who could command the entire Northern Border army at such a young age must have some thunderous means.

The King of Beijiang hasn't made any moves recently. How could they have overlooked this and dared to be so arrogant in front of the King of Beijiang

At this moment, these kneeling soldiers didn't know how regretful and fearful they were.

They were on edge, terrified that the next victim would be them.

At that moment, someone, unknown who it was, started begging for mercy, shouting, "My Lord, spare my life! I dare not do it again, please spare my life!"

Someone took the lead, and this group of cowardly people naturally began to follow suit, begging for their lives one after another.

Yunliu's eyes were filled with mockery. Just now, they were all making a fuss and acting tough, weren't they

How long has it been

They are truly a bunch of cowards.

Mo Yunjing's obsidian eyes remained calm throughout, and as he swept his gaze across the crowd, he declared, "Anyone who dares to repeat this offense will be beheaded, and their entire clan will be implicated."

His deep voice was flat and emotionless, sending a chill down your spine.

But these kneeling people were also very clear that once the King of Beijang said this, it meant he would spare their lives. So at this moment, they all cried out in excitement and gratitude:

"Thank you, Your Highness, for sparing my life."

"Thanks for your mercy, Your Highness."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for sparing my life."

Mo Yunjing ignored this group of people and turned to Yunliu, "Hurry up and deal with it. Prepare as usual."

Yunliu folded his hands and said seriously, “Yes.”

......

Mo Yunjing returned to his tent and picked up the letter from Yunwu again. He stood before the map of Tianba Kingdom, found the big river mentioned by Yunwu, and roughly marked the location where Mo Junyi and Yunwu's group had an accident.

Yunliu and the others finished reporting on matters outside. As they entered, they saw their prince's expression was very solemn. At this moment, he was staring intently at the map.

Yunliu pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment before walking up to Moyunjing and cupped her hands together. "Your Highness, I've already instructed them to start preparing armor and weapons. It can be completed by today."

Before every engagement, a thorough inspection of the army's equipment and supplies is essential. They must ensure that none of these necessities are missing, damaged, or spoiled.

Otherwise, if all this equipment malfunctions, we'd lose the battle before it even began.

If it were in the North Frontier Camp, inspecting rations and equipment wouldn't require Yun Liu to take action. After all, the North Frontier Camp has always been meticulous about maintaining armor and weaponry. Before each sortie, dedicated personnel inspect them daily.

Here, facing this utterly pathetic army of the Youlan City, it's no wonder their prince is worried. Even Yunliu himself wouldn't feel at ease if he didn't personally supervise and urge them on.

The main issue is that these soldiers guarding Youlan City are simply too pampered. Their martial prowess pales in comparison to the Northern Border army, and it's not just that—their discipline is abysmal, their work half-hearted, and they don't even seem to know what the most crucial preparation before a battle is.

But Yunliu thought about it for a moment and could understand why they had been raised this way.

After all, these years of war have only raged in the northern border. It has been over a hundred years since there has been any fighting between Youlan City and the Red Nation.

So these descendants have long since forgotten what war is, and how to deal with it.

I just had them check their armor and weapons, but they didn't even know how to do it.y news from Yunliu and the others for a long time, so when Yunsi finished speaking, she immediately reached out and took the letter.After reading the contents of the letter, her brows furrowed involun...