With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

In the labor camp, Tu Rong was sitting on a pile of weeds.

He fiddled with a straw in his hand out of boredom.

The once mighty and powerful general of Java has now fallen into such a state of disgrace.

He is dressed in rags, has unkempt hair and an unshaven beard. Where is the trace of his former charm?

The moment Chen Qingwan saw Tu Rong, she was deeply shocked.

She could still feel the iron-blooded aura of a veteran emanating from Tu Rong.

This aura comes from those pampered people in Datong.

This is something that military generals who only know how to talk about war on paper do not have.

Among the generals of Datong, no one can match him!

If we can recruit this person, why worry about the prosperity of Datong?

"Hey, isn't this the famous General Tu?"

Lu Yan walked up to him and looked down at him.

"What, have you figured it out? Are you planning to surrender?"

Tu Rong was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke:

"Lord Lu, I admit that I lost."

"If you lose, you should act like a defeated general."

Lu Yan sneered.

"Do you think you still have room for bargaining?"

"I know."

Tu Rong took a deep breath.

"I just want to ask Master Lu a question."

"Just ask."

"Why do you keep me?"

Tu Rong looked straight into Lu Yan's eyes, his eyes full of doubt.

"Keep you?"

Lu Yan pretended to be in deep thought, then clapped his hands as if he suddenly understood something.

"Oh, now I remember, you're a good worker!"

"Look, since you came here, the sanitary conditions in our Shannan Prefecture have improved a lot."

Tu Rong: “…”

He felt a turbid air blocking his chest.

I couldn't go up or down, and I was almost mad to death by Lu Yan's words.

Chen Qingwan stood aside, watching Lu Yan teasing Tu Rong, and secretly laughed in her heart.

This man is really vicious!

"Lord Lu,"

Tu Rong's voice was hoarse and he said humbly:

"I've figured it out... I, Tu Rong, am willing to follow you for the rest of my life!"

Before he finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Lu Yan with a thud, raising dust.

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows with a cynical smile on his face.

"Oh, you have to think about it carefully."

"If Java invades again in the future and you are asked to fight the enemy, you must not show mercy."

"If you escape, I will catch you sooner or later, and you will be tortured ten times more than you are now."

"When the time comes, I promise to make you wish you were dead!"

His tone was relaxed, yet it carried an undeniable intimidation.

Tu Rong shuddered all over and kowtowed rapidly.

"I dare not! I dare not! Lord Lu, please believe me. I am absolutely loyal!"

His once sharp eyes were now filled with humiliation and fear.

This scene was like a bolt from the blue to the other Dajing prisoners.

They watched helplessly as the former strongest warrior of Java was killed.

But now he was crawling at Lu Yan's feet like a stray dog.

The last hope in their hearts was shattered in an instant.

"Tu Rong! You coward! How dare you..."

"Don't be fooled by him! He's a monster!"

"Don't forget your motherland! Your fellow countrymen!"

Angry roars rose one after another, sweeping across the entire labor camp like a storm.

Tu Rong, like an enraged beast, suddenly raised his head with bloodshot eyes.

"Shut up, everyone! I'm never going back to that damn place! That's hell!"

His voice was filled with despair and heart-wrenching pain.

Lu Yan looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's easy to shut them up."

He said it lightly.

Tu Rong looked at Lu Yan suddenly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, her eyes full of desire and confusion.

Lu Yan didn't say anything else, just looked at Tu Rong quietly.

Tu Rong seemed to understand something, and his eyes gradually became cold and bloodthirsty.

Like a mad beast, he pounced on the still shouting Dajing captives.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, screams rang out one after another, and the cell was suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood.

Chen Qingwan was stunned watching from the side, her stomach churning and a sour feeling rushing into her throat.

She had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene, it was simply hell!

She couldn't help but shudder as she looked at Tu Rong's crazy killing figure.

This person must have gone crazy!

But what frightened her even more was Lu Yan.

What methods did he use to turn this man into this horrible state?

Isn't he afraid that this madman will hurt him in turn?

What kind of horror is hidden beneath this calm surface?

She suddenly felt that she knew nothing about this man.

"All right!"

Lu Yan's voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap, shocking Tu Rong who was killing crazily.

Tu Rong's movements stiffened for a moment.

The blood-stained fist stopped in front of a Javanese prisoner.

The man’s head was almost smashed to pieces.

At that moment, the prisoner was so scared that he wet his pants.

A pungent smell of urine filled the air, mixed with the smell of blood, making people feel sick.

Tu Rong was trembling all over and slowly retracted his fist, like a deflated ball.

He walked up to Lu Yan, knelt down again, and trembled.

Lu Yan looked down at him, his eyes as deep as the endless abyss.

"Do you know why you are like this?"

Tu Rong's eyes were full of anger at this moment.

"I know...it's all Java's fault..."

His voice was choked and tears blurred his vision.

"I've suffered for several years in Shannan Prefecture, living a life worse than death every day..."

"But no one in Java came to care for me, no one came to save me!"

He was like a wounded child, crying out the humiliation and despair he had suffered.

Lu Yan looked at Tu Rong who was kneeling on the ground.

This was once the most powerful and majestic general of Java.

Now that it is so unbearable, I feel a sense of inexplicable...sympathy in my heart?

No, this is definitely not sympathy!

Lu Yan looked at Tu Rong and gently waved the folding fan in his hand, signaling him to stand up.

"Tu Rong, are you willing to start over?"

Tu Rong choked up and nodded heavily.

He knew that the man in front of him was the prefect of Datong.

He has already seen hope for life.

Lu Yan turned the folding fan in his hand and smiled slightly.

"I need you to help me organize these prisoners and train them into a secret force."

"However, we must be careful not to let anyone discover our plan."

A complex light flashed in Tu Rong's eyes, and finally turned into a firm determination:

"Don't worry, Lord Lu. I, Tu Rong, will never let you down again!"