Time Travel: My Lord, Your Missing Fiancee Is Back

After cleaning up the battlefield, the Imperial Guards leader Shang Nan reported:

“Your Highness, the enemy dispatched nearly a thousand men for this ambush, leaving behind nine hundred and sixty men, whose average cultivation level is around the King Realm. Twenty-eight are still alive, with some slightly injured.

Their equipment is all made by master forgers. We are checking the inscriptions on the weapons to see who they belong to. They have no identification and they refuse to tell us. Is it possible that…”

A Zhou family private soldier with his hands tied and a soul-binding ring around his neck immediately jumped up, "Fuck you! Shang Nan, you bastard, I want to explain, I want to explain, I want to explain! How many times do I have to say it!

I believed your lies and went undercover to work for that old man in the Zhou family. Undercover, do you understand? I am an undercover! Let me go now!"

The other Zhou family soldiers who were tied up together all looked at him in disbelief, and crawled away using their hands and feet to keep a safe distance. "Wang Zheng, how dare you say that in front of Saint Zhou..."

"Wang Zheng, don't forget your sister!"

"Hmph, sister?" Wang Zheng let out a sneer, "Since she has chosen her wealth and glory, I will naturally fulfill her wish." He looked at Shang Nan, "Hurry up and untie me."

Shang Nan raised his lips meaningfully, "So it's Brother Wang Zheng. It's been five or six years, how come you're still a soldier? You haven't even become a captain?"

With a gesture, someone immediately untied Wang Zheng.

"It's none of your business!" Wang Zheng turned around, drew out the long sword from the waist of the imperial guards, and pointed the slaughtering blade at his former comrades - the Zhou family's private soldiers.

Shang Nan applauded, "Looking at his skills, compared to the past, there has been no improvement. Has he reached the King Realm?"

Wang Zheng threw out a sword, pinning the Zhou family private soldier who had run away to the ground. He clenched his fists, looked at him coldly, and was ready to fight him if they disagreed. "Say it again, and try to see?"

Shang Nan coughed, "I remember you joined the Zhou family. These are the Zhou family's private soldiers, right? The size and organization of the soldiers, the level of their cultivation, and the high-level combat personnel..."

Wang Zheng interrupted impatiently, "Shang Nan, let's talk about that later. The most important thing now is not these things, but the next wave of attacks. Are you capable of dealing with it?" He glanced at them, "You have less than a thousand people, right?"

Shang Nan: "Each one of them can fight ten."

"Humph," Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows in disdain, "In front of a regular army, your men are not enough."

Shang Nan and Jiang Qing looked at each other, both quite surprised. They hadn't heard any rumors before. This was treason. How dare Weizhou do this?

Shang Nan: "You mean, the governor and Saint Zhou will send regular troops to assassinate His Royal Highness the King of Qin?"

Wang Zheng put his hands on his hips and said, "Humph, you didn't hang any flags, didn't report your whereabouts along the way, and didn't issue any documents saying that the King of Qin was coming. How could anyone know where you came from?

A few days ago, Jingyu Lake was flooded. Weizhou is adjacent to Anzhou, and there were mountain torrents. Isn’t it normal that there were refugees and bandits?

Moreover, even if you knew that the King of Qin was coming, how could you know that you were the King of Qin's party? The King of Qin didn't have the words "King of Qin" written on his face.

Even if it's written as the King of Qin, what's wrong with the killer being illiterate? What's wrong with killing the wrong person?"

Jiang Qing had lived for more than 20 years and had seen many rogues. He had never expected that there would be such a person. He really broadened his horizons.

Wang Zheng saw that Jiang Qing's face was a little tense, and knew that he had touched upon his heart, so he continued:

"Being killed as a bandit is still considered good, at least my family will not be implicated. What is more likely is that the Weizhou garrison will openly arrest all of us under the pretext of arresting bandits or even suppressing a rebellion.

By then, the emperor is far away, and we are far away from the capital. We will not be able to explain ourselves. Even if we die, we will still be blamed and be infamous forever. Even if His Majesty knows, he will not be able to find a reason to punish them. It is so unjust to die..."

Jiang Qing stroked the white jade ring on his thumb, "General Shang, reveal your identity immediately and report the case as soon as possible. I want the world to know that I, Jiang Qing, was ambushed by the Zhou family here. Second, survey the terrain immediately and prepare for battle, defense, and retreat."

Shang Nan bowed and saluted: "Yes!"

As soon as the news came out, the entire mercenary association was in an uproar.

"Hurry, I want to take over the mission of escorting the King of Qin!"

"I want to take on the Zhou family's assassination mission!"

"You're crazy! That's the King of Qin, the eldest son of the emperor. If something happens in Weizhou, the whole Weizhou will be in trouble..."

"You don't understand..." Before he could finish his words, a bloody sword tip appeared in front of his chest and he fell down amid the horrified looks of others.

The monk who accepted the escort mission drew his sword, shed his blood, turned around neatly, and leaned against the mission acceptance point, staring at the monk who wanted to accept the assassination mission, "If you accept it again, I will kill you again. I will guard here and see who dares to kill the King of Qin!"

"Who do you think you are..."

His companion quickly pulled him back and whispered, "Look at the mark on his left chest. That's the badge of the ninth-level mercenary guild Lone Wolf. You can only get it by completing ten heaven-level missions."

"So what? He's just a disabled man with a missing leg..." Noticing the other monks from the Lone Wolf Guild approaching, he suddenly became speechless and hurriedly ran out of the Mercenary Association.

Outside the Mercenary Association, some people gathered together, "Who do you think has a better chance of winning? The King of Qin or the Zhou family?"

"A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake. I think the Zhou family has a better chance of winning. However, if it really comes to a point where they fight to the death, there is no guarantee that the King of Qin will not mobilize nearby garrisons to wipe out the Zhou family."

"So where do we stand?"

"Is it not okay to not stand on either side? Do I have to stand on the side?"

"You must stand. If you don't stand, you will die."

"Why?"

"If something happens to the King of Qin in Weizhou, the entire Weizhou will be implicated. We will be in trouble if we don't die. But if we don't stand on the side of the Zhou family, we will die now."

"why?"

"Why are there so many young people? Now, if you want to stand with the King of Qin and not be his enemy, you must leave Weizhou immediately. We should let go of all the things happening in Weizhou and not get involved.

If I stay, I will be on the side of the Zhou family. All the actions of the Zhou family, whether it is money, effort or manpower, must be coordinated with the Zhou family..."

"What if I die?"

"It's OK if you die. Bury where you died."

"Isn't it obvious? If we follow the Zhou family, we will bear the casualties on our own, and there will be no benefit. We should leave immediately and come back after the matter is resolved. This way, we won't offend either side, and whoever wins will be able to..."

"Hurry, the people from the state capital are here. They must be here to conscript men. Let's go."

As soon as the provincial government official arrived at the mission hall, he immediately issued a verbal mission: "All mercenaries present, immediately take up your weapons, follow the provincial government's regular army, and go to the Acropolis to quell the rebellion! Those who disobey the order will be executed on the spot!"