Chapter 128: The Ruthless Bandit Army, Reason Has No Place
The gale swept past the man’s clothes, sending dust flying into his face. He instinctively recoiled, swallowing hard as he stammered, "L-little General, if you wish to enter the city, please, proceed."
"Mm." Chu Junhan replied indifferently. With a flick of her small hand, she led her imposing army into the city in a grand, sweeping procession.
At the city gates, the man stood alone, breaking into a cold sweat, his heart still racing with lingering fear. One more moment, and he would have surely perished at the hands of that young boy. The leader of the "bandit army" was indeed as unreasonable as the rumors claimed!
Once inside, the youth headed straight for the location where the provisions were hidden. As the majestic, ruthless cavalry of the Chu family entered the city, pedestrians stopped in their tracks, not daring to meet their gaze. Only the youth at the head of the column was impossible to look away from; against his backdrop, even the horse he rode seemed more spirited and handsome than an ordinary mount.
Young girls of similar age to the youth, having reached that stage of budding romance, could not help but steal extra glances at him.
"Mother, who is that leading the troops? Why is he so awe-inspiring?" a young girl asked, her heart fluttering like a trapped fawn, unable to keep the question to herself any longer.
The woman beside her turned pale with fright. She frantically covered her daughter’s mouth and whispered into her ear, "Don't speak so loudly! That is the youngest general of the Tianqing Kingdom. They say he kills without batting an eye. Be careful, or he might hear you."
The girl, her mouth muffled by her mother’s hand, said no more. She merely tilted her head to watch the youth as he passed, refusing to believe that someone so handsome could be the heartless monster her mother described.
On the streets, no one dared to speak above a whisper. Only the dull, rhythmic thud of hooves weighed heavily upon the people’s hearts, and it was not until the army had marched far away that the crowd let out a collective sigh of relief.
At the entrance of the city garrison, the youth stood with high-spirited vigor.
"Search!" At Chu Junhan's command, the Chu army swarmed into the garrison like a plague of locusts, brandishing their spears with fierce, menacing expressions.
The man, realizing the situation was beyond his control, rolled his eyes and forced a smile. "Young Divine General Chu, I have prepared provisions from four cities for you."
"Provisions from four cities?" The youth raised an eyebrow, looking at the man with a playful, mocking smile.
The man nodded sheepishly, saying with a forced grin, "Young Divine General, you may not know this, but I went to great lengths to secure these. Please, this way—"
Chu Junhan offered a cold, mirthless smile and nodded slightly, following the direction the man indicated.
The man followed closely behind, eager to claim credit. "Ever since General Tang arrived, I began hoarding these supplies, intending to present them to you. Today, my wish has finally been fulfilled. These provisions were not easily come by; I nearly lost my life securing them."
Chu Junhan merely smiled thinly without responding, thinking to herself: *Seeking credit? A double-dealing opportunist like you wants to claim credit?*
By the time the Chu army finished hauling away the provisions, the man had gained nothing in return. His complexion shifted through a spectrum of unsightly colors.
What he never expected was that once the Chu army departed, the other three cities would launch a joint siege against him, leaving him with nowhere to turn, his cries for help unheard by heaven or earth.
The fighting left both sides crippled. When faced with the Chu army, none of the cities had the strength to resist; they all consciously chose to surrender and lay down their arms.
From that day on, another bold chapter was added to the legend of Chu Junhan: victory without a fight! Her name struck terror into the hearts of stubborn factions; to see Tang Chen was to see a god of slaughter, but to see Chu Junhan was to see a demon god incarnate.