The emperor faked his death? Never mind, I will ascend the throne directly!

After all, there are only two paths before them: either follow Feng Rushi to Nanzhou to quell the sea chaos and gain a chance of survival, or be executed on the spot and end up with their heads and bodies separated.

After a brief silence, a thin prisoner stood up. He looked around and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"I am willing to follow Master Feng to Nanzhou and redeem myself from my crimes!"

After the first one, there was the second one. Soon, more and more captives stood up and expressed their willingness to follow Feng Rushi to Nanzhou.

Feng Rushi looked at the scene in front of him, smiled with satisfaction and nodded.

Of course, he also realized that among these people, some soldiers, although surrendered on the surface, might not be without resentment and dissatisfaction in their hearts.

However, none of this matters. As long as he can bring them to Nanzhou, he has plenty of ways to make them work for him willingly.

After Feng Rushi left, the prisoners still gathered there, whispering to each other.

"Is this new emperor mentally ill? He has a good life ahead of him, but he insists on provoking pirates?"

"Who says it's not true? We can still show off our power on land, but when we get to the sea, won't we be like grandsons, at the mercy of others?"

"That's right! Besides, we are the prince's men. Why should we work for that brat?"

"Hey, you can't say that. We are prisoners now, and he is an official appointed by the court. How can we have a say?"

"That's right, it's better to live a miserable life than to die. It's better to agree to it first than to lose your head now."

In the crowd, a burly man with a face full of flesh said in a muffled voice, "What are you afraid of? That kid is still a child and has definitely never seen the world. There are so many of us, how can we be afraid of him?"

"That's right, at worst I can fight him, and eighteen years later I'll be a brave man again!"

Several soldiers who were already dissatisfied were immediately encouraged by the strong man and agreed.

"Wang Laosan, it's easy for you to say that. We are unarmed now. How can we fight against them?"

A thin soldier said timidly.

"What are you afraid of? We all crawled out of the dead, so why should we be afraid of a little brat like him?"

Wang Laosan curled his lips in disdain, "Besides, we have so many brothers, a spit from each of us can drown him!"

"Yeah, I'm afraid of nothing!"

"That's it, fuck him!"

Several soldiers, under the influence of alcohol, started shouting.

"Shut up, everyone!"

At this time, a burly soldier wearing armor came over and roared.

Everyone suddenly quieted down and looked at the newcomer.

"Boss Liu, what are you doing? Are you scared?"

Wang Laosan looked at the person who came with a squint, with a hint of provocation in his tone.

"Wang Laosan, stop talking nonsense here!"

The soldier known as Liu Lao Da glanced at Wang Lao San coldly and said, "Master Feng is right. We are now guilty and should serve the court and make meritorious contributions."

"Besides, although the pirates in South China are rampant, we are not pushovers. As long as we work together, we may have a chance of victory."

"Humph, that's better said than done. Everyone knows that the South Continent pirates are extremely brutal. Going there is just courting death!"

Wang Laosan snorted coldly, "I won't do such a stupid thing!"

"That's right, I won't go either!"

"I won't go either!"

Several soldiers also expressed their opinions.

"you……"

Boss Liu was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at a few people and kept yelling for a long time without saying anything.

"Okay, stop talking!"

An older soldier stepped forward to smooth things over. "Boss Liu, Wang Laosan and the others were just impulsive. Don't bother with them."

"Old Zhao, you..."

Boss Liu wanted to say something but was stopped by Lao Zhao.

"We are old brothers, why do we have to make things so awkward?"

Old Zhao sighed, "Now that the prince is dead, we, his subordinates, can only find another way out."

"Although Lord Feng is young, it's clear that he's a capable man. Following him is better than just sitting around in this military camp and waiting to die."

"Besides, His Majesty has already agreed to let bygones be bygones, so why should we hesitate?"

Old Zhao's words made everyone fall into deep thought.

Yes, now that the prince is dead, what can they, his subordinates, do?

Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to give it a try, maybe you can still get a chance of survival.

"Old Zhao is right. Let's trust Lord Feng again!"

A soldier stood up and said.

"Yes, trust him again!"

"I am coming too!"

More and more soldiers came out to express their support.

When Wang Laosan saw this, his face suddenly turned ugly.

"you……"

He pointed at the crowd, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly, "Forget it, forget it, I'll sacrifice my life to accompany you gentlemen and go with you!"

……

As night fell, the military camp was silent.

Wang Laosan and several of his confidants sneaked into a secluded corner, sat around a campfire, and drank secretly in the dim light of the fire.

"Damn it, I really can't swallow this!"

Wang Laosan took a big gulp of wine and threw the jar in his hand to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

"Brother Wang, calm down, calm down."

A soldier nearby saw this and quickly advised.

"Calm down? How can I calm down?"

Wang Laosan said angrily, "We followed the prince through life and death, and made great military achievements."

"Now that the prince is dead, we are being held captive like prisoners and have to obey the orders of a young boy. How can I swallow this?"

"Exactly. Who the hell does that guy think he is? Why does he give us orders?"

"Damn it! I really want to chop him down with a knife!"

Several soldiers also echoed this, saying that most of them had followed Cheng Qitian through thick and thin for a long time, and it was difficult for them to accept such a change all of a sudden.

"Humph, that brat is clearly trying to make things difficult for us!"

Wang Laosan snorted coldly, "Think about it, he set the gathering time so early, isn't he deliberately making things difficult for us?"

"Yes, Brother Wang, now that you put it that way, I also find it strange."

One soldier suddenly realized something and said, "That guy definitely has bad intentions!"

"Humph, he thinks he can scare me like this?"

Wang Laosan curled his lips in disdain, "I won't let him have his way. Tomorrow I'll sleep until noon and see what he can do to me!"

"Yes, Brother Wang, we will all listen to you!"

Several soldiers expressed their support.

……

The next morning, just after daybreak, Feng Rushi came to the parade ground with several personal soldiers.

On the parade ground, most of the soldiers had already lined up, but judging from the list, a small number of people were missing.

Seeing this, Feng Rusi frowned slightly and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"What's going on? Where are the others?"

he asked in a deep voice.

"Report to your lord,"

A soldier stepped forward, bowed, and replied, "Wang Laosan and the others haven't arrived yet."

"Still not here?"