The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1754

Chapter 1754: 857 Jiaojiao and the Ghost King (Second Update)_2

Gongsun Yu clenched his fist: "Master warriors? Hmph, just a bunch of bandits!"

He disliked Elder Lu’s cryptic demeanor, but the Sword Lodge held an exceptional status in Jin Country—the sister of the Lodge’s master was a consort of Dajin.

Moreover, there were still aspects of Elder Lu that he found useful.

Gongsun Yu looked at Xie Xingzhou: "How many stragglers are in the forest?"

Xie Xingzhou thought, why are you looking at me? I haven’t entered the forest.

He smoothly cast a pleading glance at Elder Lu.

Elder Lu responded indifferently: "No more than five hundred; this is the maximum estimate. It should be only about three hundred in strength."

Gongsun Yu slammed the armrest: "Even a force of over three hundred dares to play tricks on Ghost Mountain!"

This is an outrage!

A disgrace for the entire Jin army!

A mighty general of Jin Country, leading five hundred elite troops, surprisingly defeated by three hundred unsorted bandits!

"Xie Xingzhou!" Gongsun Yu coldly gripped the armrest.

"Subordinate is here!" Xie Xingzhou saluted with clasped fists.

"At dawn tomorrow, take twenty thousand troops and level Ghost Mountain!"

Xie Xingzhou was stunned.

Mobilizing twenty thousand against three hundred, this was using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Yet upon further contemplation, he could understand the general’s decision.

The old general perished at Ghost Mountain, severely dampening the Jin army’s spirit, leaving them unable to challenge Yan Country for over a decade.

Ghost Mountain was a place filled with hatred for the general; he wished he could flatten Ghost Mountain.

He was unleashing his fury!

Using Ghost Mountain’s vegetation, creatures, and forces... to commemorate the old general’s departed soul!

Gongsun Yu’s tone was calm, yet his words were chilling: "Clean it up thoroughly for this general; leave not even a rabbit."

Xie Xingzhou knelt on one knee, supporting himself with a fist on the ground: "Subordinate accepts the order!"

...

Quyang.

Shangguan Yun waited all day in the military camp but saw no sign of Gu Jiao returning, pacing back and forth inside Gu Jiao’s barracks.

Huanhuan sat on the side, propping up her head with one hand, like a chicken pecking at grain, bumping her head on the table.

She hurriedly stood: "I-I was wrong..."

"Go to the entrance and take another look," Shangguan Yun said.

"Yes!" Huanhuan lifted the curtain and went to the gate of the military camp, gazing focusedly at the Official Road for half a day but saw not a single figure.

She returned to the barracks to report: "Lord Xiao hasn’t returned."

"Still not back? It’s been a whole day and night." Shangguan Yun held her chest, "I don’t know why, I feel uneasy here."

Huanhuan consoled: "Lord Xiao is so clever; he certainly won’t be in trouble!"

In the middle of the night, he had a hazy dream.

He dreamt of a thin young man with a face alarmingly similar to Ahen but not Ahen’s.

Suddenly, he appeared in front of him, reaching out to him.

For some reason, he recognized the youth as his son with Qin Fengwan.

Delighted, he walked quickly towards him: "Son!"

But just as he was about to touch him, a long sword suddenly thrust from the shadows, piercing his son’s chest.

Crack boom—

The sky erupted with thunder!

Xuanping Marquis’s body shook violently, awaking from the nightmare.

His clothes were sticky, clearly having been drenched in cold sweat.

What made him dream of this?

Before seeing his son, his son was—

Phooey, phooey, phooey!

Bad luck!

His son’s fine.

Once he finished the battle, he would take Xiao Qing back to see his mother.