He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 356 Testimony
Lord Deng, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, said that this might be a strange clan that was moved away by the Taoist ancestor with tremendous magical powers thousands of years ago.

At that time, there might not have been any powerful clans yet, so it was really too much to pin the crime on someone.

Just as Deng Yufeng was about to speak, he suddenly heard Cai Xingchang shouting, "Marshal Yu, from what I have seen, Lord Jiang's words are credible! The powerful clan dared to collude with foreign tribes and attack and kill the imperial officials. We should report to His Majesty and confiscate their property and exterminate their clan!"

Deng Yufeng was a little dumbfounded. He knew that both the Emperor and the border troops were looking for an opportunity to take a bite out of the powerful clans, and it would be best if they could tear off a big piece of meat.

It would be even better if you could bite it to death directly.

But you must have a suitable reason. How can you prove that the killer is related to the powerful clan without any evidence?

At this time, Yu Shuai showed a thoughtful look and said, "After all, there is no evidence in this matter. It is not appropriate to accuse someone of a crime."

Deng Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Yu Shuai was worthy of being Yu Shuai, and he was still organized in doing things.

Marshal Yu continued, "However, Jiang Lin had a grudge with the Qingzhou Li family before. If someone really sent assassins, the Qingzhou Li family would be the most likely. I will go and ask His Majesty to take the Qingzhou Li family to jail first, and then talk about confiscating their property after interrogating them."

Several lieutenant generals from the nearby garrison camps were stunned when they heard what they heard.

It's not appropriate to accuse someone of a crime, so it's more appropriate to just put him in jail and interrogate him, right?

It seems that the border troops' unreasonable skills have reached a new level.

Although Deng Yufeng is a member of the imperial court, if the border troops really go to war with the powerful clans, no one will be able to escape.

He didn't have the madness of the border troops, and didn't want to fight a big battle casually.

"Marshal Yu, in my humble opinion, this matter still needs further consideration. That powerful clan has no..."

Yu Shuai glanced over, with an unimaginable sense of oppression in his eyes.

His words made Deng Yufeng feel like he was falling into an icy cave.

"Minister Deng is determined to speak for the powerful clans. Could it be that he has some connections?"

Deng Yufeng almost vomited blood, his face pale as he took a step back and said, "Marshal Yu, please don't talk nonsense. How could I collude with the powerful clans? I am loyal to the court and to Your Majesty. Heaven can bear witness to this!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Marshal Yu glared at him, then looked at Jiang Lin and said, "Go, write down everything about the attack on you, and I will show it to His Majesty."

"Yes."

Without saying a word, Jiang Lin turned around and went to find a pen and paper, and recorded in "detail" how the powerful clans sent assassins to attack and kill him, causing countless casualties in the Zhenshuo Camp, the Garrison Camp, and the Blacksmith Camp.

Everyone witnessed it and can testify.

After writing this "testimony", the military attachés of the garrison camp turned green in the face.

Can everyone testify?

What the hell are you doing? You're just asking for trouble.

When His Majesty the Emperor wanted to send people to the local military, the powerful clans scrambled for positions in the garrison camps.

Both sides turned a blind eye, and had a lot of fun.

The powerful clans dare not cause trouble for the border troops, but the garrison camp does not have such deterrent power.

If you're not careful, it wouldn't be surprising if someone sneaks into your tent in the middle of the night and cuts your neck.

But when Yu Shuai glanced around, no one dared to say anything.

Compared to the powerful clans, the border troops are obviously more scary.

A group of military officers from the garrison camp looked at each other, especially the one that had come to the blacksmith camp with great joy before, whose eyelids were twitching now.

Their faces were full of resentment, and they stared at Jiang Lin with their eyes turning green.

Jiang Lin didn't care about that. Even if the garrison had a hundred courages, they wouldn't dare to do anything to him.

Otherwise, the Ministry of War, the Border Army, the Ministry of Works, and even His Majesty the Emperor will not forgive them.

Marshal Yu took the testimony and took a look at it, with a smile on his face: "Yes, it is recorded in great detail. I will report it to His Majesty now."

Jiang Lin suddenly shouted, "Don't worry, Marshal Yu."

"Hmm? Anything else?" Yu Shuai asked.

Jiang Lin bowed and said, "This attack has caused heavy casualties in the Zhenshuo Camp and the Garrison Camp. I would like to ask how the compensation for the dead and injured should be provided?"

Deng Yufeng said, "According to the custom, the dead will receive thirty taels of compensation, the injured will receive medical treatment, and if they are disabled, they will be sent back to their hometowns."

Jiang Lin had known this would happen, but when he heard it with his own ears, he still felt heavy-hearted.

The monthly salary of a border soldier is at least several dozen taels while he is alive. If he can become a military officer, even if he is just a captain, he can get a salary of several hundred taels of silver, which is a generous treatment.

But if you die, you will only receive thirty taels of compensation.

Jiang Lin could not understand why the border troops could still fight bravely and selflessly to kill the enemy.

Perhaps, this is why the border troops are called lunatics.

But not understanding does not mean you have to agree with it.

Jiang Lin took a deep breath and said, "Marshal Yu, although I am not from the Ministry of War, these brothers died because of me. I want to collect their weapons, forge and repair them, and send them back home with their bodies. Is that possible?"

"Also, for those injured, I want to give each of them a few taels of silver as compensation. Is that okay?"

Marshal Yu, Deng Yufeng, Cai Xingchang, including the military attachés, Xie Yunfan and others, all looked over.

They actually all knew that Jiang Lin was one of the few people who cared about the dead.

In Daqian, such thoughts seem out of place.

What value can a dead person have? The court is willing to pay out thirty taels of compensation, which is the utmost kindness.

As for the injured, the court's medical officers were responsible for treating them with all their heart and soul. Only those who were truly disabled would be sent back home.

Military officers like Old Man Wei would be given a light job to support their families.

The compensation Jiang Lin gave was not much, just the right balance between not making the Ministry of War feel that he was deliberately buying people's hearts, and not making people feel that it was too cheap.

I think this was also carefully considered.

Yu Shuai didn't hesitate too much and nodded, "If you are willing, it's fine."

His words were the final word, and Deng Yufeng wouldn't say anything.

After watching Yu Shuai and others leave, Jiang Lin called Qi the blacksmith and asked him to help collect the weapons of the dead and wounded and hand them over with their names.

Qi the blacksmith was a little puzzled by this and said, "Since you want compensation, why don't you just pay the money and save trouble?"

Jiang Lin shook his head and said, "If we give too much silver, the Ministry of War will be unhappy because it will make them look stingy. If we give too little, it will be useless."

"The imperial court has never sent weapons back with corpses. I will forge and repair the weapons. At the very least, they will be worth a few hundred taels of silver."

"If you sell your family, you can get more money. If you don't want to sell it for the time being, you can use it as a life-saving money. In this way, the Ministry of War will not say anything, and your family can also benefit more."

Seeing Xie Yunfan directing the lifting of the corpses and stacking them up, Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh: "Human lives are worthless in this world. You are used to it, but I really can't get used to it."

Qi the blacksmith lowered his head slightly and said in a muffled voice: "My lord, you are kind-hearted."

Jiang Lin smiled bitterly and said, maybe.

But he really doesn't like this kind of rule. Every time he encounters something similar, he wants to scream a few times to vent.

But I also know that doing so is meaningless.

Unless you can overturn the world with a hammer and reshape the rules, you can't change anything at all.

The only thing we can do is to use our own abilities to gain more for these dead people.

But then again, if I die one day, will anyone do this?
I don’t think so.

"Sir, our shop is a mess. Do you want someone to help tidy it up?" asked Qi the blacksmith.

"No need." Jiang Lin took a deep breath and waved his hand, saying, "Go ahead and collect the weapons."

"Yes."

After Qi the blacksmith left, Jiang Lin walked back to the blacksmith shop.

Just use your energy to pick up the scattered materials and put them back to their original places.

With the power of the Divine Martial Realm, it is easy to do such things.

As he was picking up the trash, Jiang Lin always felt that something was not right.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Hengyu Furnace, and when he saw something that made him feel something was wrong, he was immediately delighted.

I saw that on the Hengyu furnace, the thirteenth branch of the Lingmiao Treasure Tree had been lit up by one third without anyone knowing when!

Jiang Lin walked quickly to the Hengyu furnace and stared at the thirteenth branch of the Lingmiao Treasure Tree again and again.

After being promoted to a Holy Soldier, he did not perform fusion forging anymore, but instead continued to forge Holy Soldier-grade Chaos Arrows.

Logically speaking, there should be no progress on this thirteenth branch.

As for what the stove has eaten during this time...

Jiang Lin immediately thought of the three white monsters!

According to Deng Yufeng, they are not human beings, but a strange clan evolved from the spirits of ice and snow.

"Could it be that they only look humanoid on the surface, but are actually made of some top-notch material?"

Jiang Lin couldn't help but look at the meat ball in the stove, and soon, he got positive emotional feedback.

This made Jiang Lin very happy. He put the three weirdos into the stove, and lit up one third of the thirteenth branch of the Lingmiao Treasure Tree.

According to the fact that the number of materials doubled with each previous promotion, one third of the progress is equivalent to approximately three thousand kinds of materials!

So, one weirdo equals a thousand kinds of materials?

If there were to be eighteen hundred of them, Hengyu Lu would probably be eaten up and turned into a divine weapon!

Thinking of this, the depression caused by the casualties among his own people instantly dissipated a lot.

Jiang Lin even looked outside, vaguely hoping that more weirdos like this would come, so that he could stuff them all into the stove as firewood and fill the Hengyu stove!
"However, I don't think there will be too many of these strange creatures that are born and raised naturally." Jiang Lin thought to himself.

How could he know that there were tens of thousands of such creatures in the snow-capped mountains tens of thousands of meters high.

At this time in the northwestern frontier, Marshal Hong was like a meteor from the sky, landing on the top of the mountain without any hesitation.

After hitting the ground hard and making a big hole, Meng Shuai frowned and asked, "Why did it take so long?"

Marshal Hong laughed and said, "It is not so easy to make a holy weapon. It is already short enough. Marshal Meng, please take a look. With this, the Ten Feather Archers of the Western Barbarians will no longer pose a threat!"

Meng Shuai looked at what was handed to him, which were four black arrows.

A faint pressure from a holy soldier continued to emanate from the arrow, and a sharp aura came towards him.

Even Meng Shuai, who was at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, couldn't help but feel frightened.

But more of it is joy.

He picked up a Chaos Arrow, his face showing joy: "It is indeed a Holy Soldier Arrow! With this, even the Ten Feather Archers can be killed!"

(End of this chapter)