Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

The Dingbei Army has strict military discipline.

Commander Yue Ran personally ordered a hundred lashes, and the soldiers carrying out the execution naturally carried out the order meticulously, lashing Hall hard with one lash after another.

Almost all the soldiers had a proud look on their faces.

They have tolerated this werewolf for a long time!

Commander Yue led the troops at the front line and was invincible, killing countless enemies and rarely suffering serious injuries.

However, in the decisive battle, while trying to protect this careless werewolf, he was knocked off his horse by the enemy and had his face scratched!

How important is a girl's face? The werewolf kept shouting that it wasn't him who asked Yue Ran to save him.

The entire army was angry but dared not speak out. Everyone wanted to ask Yue Ran in his dreams why he would accept such a heartless person as a contracted orc?

Other nobles collect contracted orcs for self-protection.

The orc that Yue Ran is from is a young master in the army!

Today, Yue Ran whipped Hall in public, and the Dingbei Army soldiers present could hardly suppress their smiles.

It’s so satisfying!

Thank God and thank all the gods and Buddhas, Commander Yue finally made her realize.

Minister of Justice Qin Yue stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

Although the commander of the Dingbei Army is a woman, her decisiveness and ruthlessness are no less than any man.

The only thing that puzzled him was why she would form a bond with such an untamed orc?

I guess it was because I was young and ignorant at the time.

Now that I see it clearly, it’s good.

A voice came faintly from the side:

"General Yue... Father is still in the palace waiting to reward the troops."

Everyone came to their senses and finally remembered that there was a prince at the city gate.

Yue Ran curled her red lips and bowed slightly on horseback:

"We dare not delay His Majesty's time. Let's hurry to the palace without delay!"

There was no smile in Chu Hantian's eyes. He carefully looked at Yue Ran's seemingly submissive appearance and said in a deep voice:

"On this happy day, your orc will be exempted from the whipping..."

"No!" Yue Ran interrupted Chu Hantian without blinking.

"Your Highness, my Dingbei Army relies on strict military discipline to win battles. How can you treat me preferentially just because I am an orc?"

"According to my opinion, just because they are my orcs, they must be dealt with strictly according to the law!"

The soldiers of Dingbei Army's eyes lit up when they heard this.

now it's right!

The general is mighty!

Even though the general had sheltered the werewolf for five years, no one is perfect!

A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold! (No)

Chu Hantian frowned again, speechless.

Yue Ran keeps saying "follow the law" on the left and "act according to the law" on the right. As the crown prince, could it be that he takes the lead in violating laws and disciplines?

She was actually set up.

Chu Hantian glanced at Hall with his narrow eyes, then flicked his sleeves and got into the prince's carriage.

Feng Xiaolou looked at the scarred werewolf boy in silence, his brows slightly furrowed in a look of sadness.

"Fifty-seven! Fifty-eight!"

Hall's body was covered in blood and he was numb from the pain.

He opened his eyes slightly and instinctively looked for the beautiful figure that had been haunting him.

Seeing the tears in her eyes, Hall felt a sweet feeling in his heart and shook his head gently at her.

Feng Xiaolou left the city gate, looking back every few steps, and followed the prince's carriage.

Most of the Dingbei Army remained stationed outside the city, and only a few hundred people followed Yue Ran into the streets of the capital.

Hall turned his head and stared at the female general in golden armor riding on the tall horse, with deep disgust in his eyes.

Yue Ran! From now on, don't even think about getting my forgiveness!

I don’t know if the contractor had telepathy, but Yue Ran suddenly turned around and looked straight at Hall with a pair of bright and deep eyes.

Just in time to see the fierceness in Hall's eyes.

The female general in red robe and golden armor grinned and rode into the capital.

The people along the road praised it highly.

"Although General Yue's face was injured, she looks damn good when she smiles!"

"She is a female general who won a great victory. She is not an ordinary woman. She doesn't care about a little injury at all!"

Behind the Dingbei army column, there were three gorgeous carriages with exotic styles.

The curtain of the last carriage was slightly opened by a pale, slender hand. A pair of eyes as black as a deep pool looked at the expressions on the faces of the people in the capital, and then lowered the curtain thoughtfully.

As they approached the palace, Yue Ran noticed that the prince's carriage had slowed down, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Everything is still moving in the direction of the previous life.

The only difference is that she is now a ghost crawling back from the underworld.

With overwhelming hatred.

As expected, after the Dingbei Army slowed down, a rich young man in a moon-white gown suddenly came to the middle of the street and opened his arms to stop Yue Ran.

This nobleman had a slim figure, with a hint of coldness between his handsome features, and an indescribable elegance in his fluttering clothes, as if he was an immortal banished to the world. His every move exuded a noble temperament, as if he was born to stand in the clouds, to be admired by everyone.

Countless young girls on both sides of the street looked at the noble man shyly and timidly, and couldn't help but cover their burning cheeks.

Yue Ran narrowed his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes.

Yue Zihuan, her elder brother, is the eldest son of Prince Dingbei.

He is also one of Feng Xiaolou's loyal supporters.

Yue Zihuan had a handsome face but was born thin. He had never liked practicing martial arts since childhood. When Prince Dingbei was seriously injured and broke his leg, he cried and begged the emperor to allow him, a mere scholar, to go to the battlefield in his father's place.

Prince Dingbei was moved by his eldest son's filial piety, and he and Yue Zihuan hugged each other and cried bitterly.

In the end, it was Yue Ran, who had followed his father in wielding swords since childhood, who stepped forward to go to the battlefield in place of his disabled father and sick brother.

She was only fourteen years old that year, still a young girl with immature hair.

Five years had passed, and her elder brother, who was so filial and moved by her parents, had never been to the North, but he could recognize her at a glance.

"Big sister, can you please lend me a hand to talk?"

Yue Zihuan smiled slightly, and dazzled the eyes of the girls on the street.

Yue Ran still did not dismount, but just curled the corner of his lips slightly:

"So it's you, big brother. There's nothing between you and me that can't be told to others. Just speak your mind."

Yue Zihuan's smile paused, with a hint of displeasure at the corners of his lips.

Yue Ran has no patience at all for Yue Zihuan.

In her previous life, she declined Emperor Shengwen’s multiple rewards because Yue Zihuan lied to her that King Dingbei wanted her to keep a low profile and not show off her talents.

Afterwards, he was whipped ten times by King Dingbei, but he still insisted that he did this for the future of King Dingbei's palace.

Yue Ran did not forget that after her martial arts were abolished and her tendons in her hands and feet were cut, it was Yue Zihuan who placed the King of Dingbei under house arrest and personally sent her to the carriage for the marriage!

During these five years, Yue Zihuan had secretly sidelined everyone in the Dingbei Palace.

"Sister, you have already devoted five years of your life to the Great Chu. Now if you marry a princess for the sake of the country, it will also live up to your reputation of loyalty and righteousness."

That hypocritical face with compassion for the world was right in front of her, trying to deceive her with lies.

Yue Ran's horse did not stop and continued to move forward.

If this continued, Yue Zihuan would either have to give way immediately or wait to be trampled to death by the horse.

Yue Zihuan frowned slightly, and could only raise his voice hurriedly:

"The moon waxes and wanes, and the water overflows. Big sister! Father wants you to know when to advance and when to retreat. Don't let Father down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black horse under Yue Ran's crotch kicked out its hoof towards him.

If this thing is pouted, how can he show his famously handsome face to others?

Yue Zihuan hurriedly retreated to the side of the road. His disheveled appearance no longer allowed him to display the demeanor of a banished immortal.

What made him even more angry was that Yue Ran didn't even say a word in response, but rode his horse and led the Dingbei Army towards the palace without looking back.

The Dingbei Army soldiers behind Yue Ran walked past him without even looking at him.

Yue Zihuan looked at the Dingbei Army going away and secretly clenched his fists.

Sooner or later, this army will belong to him.