6kv Chapter 46 Return
Chapter 46 Return
Lu Yuan and his group returned. As they approached the city gate, Li Huzi could clearly smell the blood emanating from them.
They were all veterans of the battlefield, and they knew all too well about these things.
When they discovered Iron Falcon, who was tied up and thrown onto the horse's back, Li Huzi and his men's eyes widened in surprise.
This was the first time he had ever seen a living Iron Falcon in the northern frontier.
You should ask how they met, because the armor worn by the Iron Falcon is different from that of ordinary Northern Barbarian scouts.
Although he had never seen the real person, Li Huzi had seen some of the captured armor.
At this time, it was not completely dark yet.
There were still a few people scattered on the street, hurrying back.
Upon seeing Lu Yuan and his group, they couldn't help but gather around, with one even shouting, "Lord Lu, did you catch Iron Falcon?"
After all, many people have never even seen the armor of the Iron Falcon, let alone the real person.
Lu Yuan nodded, which was his way of responding to their words.
In an instant, many people started to shout, saying that they had been greatly harmed by the Iron Falcon during this period.
No one dared to leave the city. Now that Lu Yuan and his group have returned, it's clear they've captured someone.
Although everyone was curious, no one dared to do anything reckless.
I just watched from the sidelines.
Lu Yuan and his group stopped directly outside the Captain's Mansion.
Because it's already dark today, the Hall of Merit has long been closed.
With so many prisoners captured, they must be handed over to Zhou Hongling for disposal.
Upon seeing this, the guards at the gate immediately stepped forward and said, "Lord Lu, you've finally returned! The Captain has sent out quite a few people to look for you."
Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Captain. But I have good news to share today. Go and report to the lord that I'm back, and that the Iron Falcons have been wiped out and some prisoners have been captured."
Upon receiving the order, the guard's eyes lit up, and he immediately walked inside.
They knew that a big shot had come to the manor today, and that he had a terrible temper. He led several generals around the military camp for half a day, not only giving General Zhou Ren a thorough dressing-down, but also giving the captain a lot of scolding.
Although a banquet has been set up in the backyard, it's highly likely that the food won't be very good.
The guard was right; a table of food and wine was laid out in the courtyard of the Captain's residence.
More than ten people were gathered around the table. Among them were Zhou Ren, Helian Tielin, Helian Shang, Zhou Hongling, and Zhou Ming. The remaining generals were the main generals of other fortified cities. Sun Qian was also present today. He had been bedridden since the deaths of his two sons, but since important figures had come, he naturally had to keep them company.
They all watched Hong Cheng, who was seated at the head of the table, with great care.
"Bang!"
The other person slammed their hand on the table, and everyone's glasses jumped around instantly, spilling a lot of wine.
Sun Qian even shivered.
He wasn't a military general after all, and he was still somewhat flustered in the face of such a scene.
The person in front of him was a marquis, although only a third-rank border marquis, he was still an unattainable figure.
Marquises in the Dayong Dynasty were divided into three ranks, the lowest being the Border Marquis, who were often responsible for guarding the border. Most of them rose through the ranks based on military merit and were jokingly called commoner marquises. Although they were prestigious outside, they were far inferior to the nobles and officials of the court.
The second rank is City Marquis, who is generally responsible for guarding cities within the territory. They are marquises who have accumulated wealth over several generations or have a large family supporting them. Their status is more noble than that of Border Marquis.
The first rank is Xunhou, whose ancestors served the founding emperor of the Dayong Dynasty.
Hongcheng was a border marquis, a military officer of the third rank.
Seeing the wine spilled on the ground, he roared in his rough voice, "The court gives you such good treatment, and you've only raised a bunch of useless people? One iron hawk and you've already admitted defeat."
This is a disgrace to my frontier city.
How many years has it been since we last fought against the northern barbarians, and our military preparedness has already deteriorated to this extent?
Starting tomorrow, get your training in on fire. This is the first time, so I'll cover for you.
If this happens again, get the hell out of here! Northern Xinjiang doesn't tolerate useless people!
Zhou Hongling and the other generals stood up, heads bowed, as they were being scolded.
They knew that the one who came this time was the Silver-Armed Iron Falcon. Hong Cheng might not really blame them, after all, their forces were limited and it was normal that they couldn't win.
But if the problem can't be solved, someone has to take the blame. Let Hongcheng vent his anger.
If you can't stand this, you should go home as soon as possible.
Military generals are rarely good-tempered. They're happy when you win a battle, but they'll curse you when you lose.
"Why aren't you all saying anything? You're usually so powerful when you come out, even sitting in charge of this area. Where's your face?" Hong Cheng continued to curse.
Perhaps his mouth was dry, so he picked up the glass on the table, took a sip of wine, and prepared to continue cursing.
In fact, these generals had long been prepared to be reprimanded today.
"Da da!"
But just then, footsteps sounded outside.
A moment later, a loud voice rang out: "Report!"
"Speak! What are you standing there for?!"
Hong Cheng pointed to the guards who were stunned by the scene and stood frozen in place.
After glancing at Zhou Hongling and noticing her head bowed, he immediately said, "Gentlemen, Centurion Lu Yuan has just returned to the city and has wiped out the Iron Falcons!"
His words rang out.
The room fell silent instantly.
Hong Cheng opened his mouth, then turned his head and asked, "Whose subordinate is Lu Yuan?"
"Your Excellency, this is my centurion," Zhou Hongling immediately stepped forward and said.
At the same time, a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes. First, Lu Yuan had returned, which was good news. Second, the other party had actually killed Tie Yaozi.
Zhou Hongling might not believe it if someone else said it, but Lu Yuan's words should be safe.
Hong Cheng glanced at Zhou Hongling, but his face did not show any joy. Instead, he said coldly, "Do you know what crime it is to falsely report military achievements? If your subordinates dare to do that, your time as a captain is over."
I am now asking you this seriously.
Can you trust anything your subordinate says?
Zhou Hongling immediately knew that Hongcheng must have misunderstood, and quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, Lu Yuan has been out of the city for more than ten days. I don't know exactly what he did, but he said he killed Tie Yaozi, so he can't be wrong."
This humble general is willing to vouch for him.
After she finished speaking, Zhou Ren's face showed worry. After all, he didn't believe that Zhou Hongling had such a capable person under her command. Even he himself couldn't find such a person.
"Heh, you really trust your subordinates. Go and see for yourself. If it's true, I'll reward you handsomely. If you're lying to me, even your Zhou family won't be able to protect you." After saying that, he strode outside.
The others followed closely behind.
Helian Tielin glanced at his son.
If Zhou Hongling's subordinates were lying about their war achievements, that would be fine. But if it was true, her son would probably be even more upset.
Thinking about this, I felt uneasy.