After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

A huge, dark gray stone tablet crashed down into the courtyard.

Chen Futu stepped over the corpse, his face grim, and carved words on the stone tablet. Finally, he branded seven deep characters with his sword.

After a long while, Chen Futu retrieved the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and pushed open the door.

Even with their composed demeanor, Qingyi and Zhang Liang were startled by Chen Futu's appearance at that moment.

Chen Futu's face was deathly pale, and his hair, face, and clothes were soaked in blood, making him look like a killing god who had broken into the hell realm.

"let's go."

Chen Futu said in a hoarse voice.

Qingyi nodded, picked up Xiaobai, and then went out with Zhang Liang.

The courtyard was littered with corpses, leaving no place to even step.

Not far away stood a somber tombstone, with a small burial mound behind it, as if someone was buried there.

When Zhang Liang and Qingyi saw the inscription on the stele, goosebumps rose on their skin. It was a fear that came from the depths of their souls. At that moment, they could clearly feel the murderous intent and anger that Chen Futu had when he made his move.

Before long, the horses gradually left, and the courtyard became quiet again.

The refugees gathered around and were shocked by the carnage in the courtyard. But was it a waste to leave so many corpses on the ground?

Some refugees had a mischievous idea, their eyes darting around furtively.

Subconsciously glancing at the inscription again, everyone fell silent in fear.

Those who exchange children to eat each other will be killed! Those who devour their own kind will be killed! The densely packed characters ended with seven more "kill" characters.

One glance was enough to plunge the refugees present into despair; their hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and the more timid ones knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Several of the refugees who had intended to take the corpses fainted on the spot from the overwhelming murderous intent.

In the gloomy night, blood continued to drip from the grooves of the inscription, a warning from the King of the Northern Frontier. No one dared to cross the line, and no one dared to touch the corpses that filled the courtyard.

If one abandons even the basic principles of being a human being, then one can no longer be called a human being, and will no longer be protected by the King of the Northern Frontier.

Chen Futu was in a bad mood all the way to Dongchuan Prefecture.

When Qin Liangyu and An Jingsi came to pick him up, they were startled by the bloodstains all over Chen Futu's body. Qin Liangyu rushed forward and cried out in fear, "Your Majesty!"

Chen Futu shook his head at her, his mood returning to calm.

The next task was to handle military affairs in Dongchuan.

Zhang Liang said, "Your Majesty, please go and rest. I will take care of everything."

He was very persistent. He knew that the king felt bad about killing those people with his own hands, and handling the military affairs of a city was a piece of cake for him.

Chen Futu was then taken away by Qin Liangyu.

An Jingsi secretly inquired about the inside story from Qingyi. Upon hearing this, he sneered, "It's a pity I'm not by my sworn brother's side. Otherwise, why would my sworn brother have to do it himself? I should be the one to do this dirty work."

Chen Futu did not go out for the rest of the day.

Qin Liangyu stayed by his side, gently serving him. Chen Futu was extremely fond of her embrace, closing his eyes and nuzzling against her chest. "Sister, did I do something wrong? They are also desperate people."

“You’re not wrong. The world is wrong. If you don’t kill them, who knows how many innocent people will die at their hands.”

"You've made me feel much calmer."

"However, if you encounter something like this again, don't do it yourself. It's not good for your reputation. Let me handle it."

Qin Liangyu cupped Chen Futu's face in her hands, her expression full of tenderness.

Chen Futu muttered, "Sister, you must always stay like this. I really like it."

"Your Majesty, are you itching for a beating again?"

"Don't hit me, I was wrong."

Chen Futu quickly begged for mercy, and the atmosphere immediately improved.

Taking this opportunity, Chen Futu brought up the matter of Liu Longyue and raised his finger to swear that he hadn't done anything that night.

Qin Liangyu pursed her lips. "I know this is not the original world. I just have a thorn in my heart that even if the Great Qian is to be destroyed, it cannot be destroyed by the Northern Wu."

"Don't worry, sister, I will personally send Daqian on his way. It won't be Beiwu's turn at all."

"That's for the best. So when do you plan to deal with the Tartars on the grasslands?"

"Wait until the Central Plains are swept away?"

"It's been too long, I don't want to wait any longer."

"So when are you going to marry me? I'm waiting."

Chen Futu deliberately put on a pitiful look, and Qin Liangyu thought for a moment, "Let me think about it."

Hey! It has to be her.

If anyone else had said those words, Chen Futu would have turned and walked away, saying, "I'm not going to put up with this."

However, since she is the most talented and beautiful woman in the five thousand years of history, he must marry her!

That night, Chen Futu finally got a good night's sleep.

Zhang Liang and the others knew that this was a rare time for the King and Queen to be alone, so no one came to disturb them.

When the sun was high in the sky, Chen Futu was dragged out of the door by Qin Liangyu.

The Marquis of Dongchuan is still alive, and the Great Qian Dragon Cavalry has not yet been subdued. Only the King can handle this personally; she cannot do it.

Currently, the soldiers are being held in an open area outside the East City, guarded by the White-Spear Soldiers and the Pure Moon Army.

Instead of immediately meeting with the Great Qian Dragon Cavalry, Chen Futu followed the procedure by posting notices to appease the people, and then opened the granaries to distribute food to the poor.

Upon hearing that the King had arrived in person, many people gathered outside the government office.

The vast majority of the people came to plead for mercy. Many of the young men in the Great Xia Dragon Cavalry were recruited locally by the Marquis of Dongchuan. In addition, the King of the Northern Frontier had a history of massacring surrendered soldiers, so the people, as parents, were afraid.

Looking around, the street was filled with kneeling figures from one end to the other.

In an attic, a group of young men and women whispered among themselves, "Do you think the King of the Northern Frontier would handle things this way?"

"Hmph, he has committed numerous atrocities in the Western Regions. In my opinion, the Great Qian Dragon Cavalry is not easy to subdue, and he may even massacre them all."

"No way, that's tens of thousands of lives!"

Their heated discussion boiled down to the fact that the reputation of the Northern Frontier King had been completely ruined within the Great Qian Dynasty.

Chen Futu had a reason for killing surrendered soldiers in the Western Regions. The Longman tribes launched a sneak attack and even cut off the heads of the soldiers in the Northern Frontier to make a Jingguan (a mound of corpses) as a provocation. Chen Futu could not tolerate this and thus became furious and killed tens of thousands of surrendered foreign soldiers.

That killing left a bad reputation, but it wasn't without its benefits. At least the remaining forces of the Dragon Barbarians were quiet, at most engaging in verbal sparring, and dared not cause any more trouble.

As for the joint attack on Daqian by the Shi Kingdom and the Hu people, firstly, their target was not the northern border, and secondly, the Shi Kingdom had not yet suffered a severe beating from the northern border royal court.

"Your Majesty, have mercy!"

"Your Majesty, this old man is willing to persuade my son to serve in the Northern Frontier. I beg Your Majesty to spare his life!"

Cries and shouts echoed across the sky over Dongchuan Prefecture.

Chen Futu was in a terrible headache inside the government office. He asked Qin Liangyu angrily, "Sister, is my reputation really that bad? When have I, Chen Futu, ever laid a knife on the people of the Central Plains? I've taken in at least hundreds of thousands of refugees in the Northern Frontier, haven't I?"

Qin Liangyu joked, "There's nothing we can do. The enemy is trying their best to ruin your reputation. Even if they know you had a reason for killing surrendered soldiers in the Western Regions, they dare not gamble."

"Hmph, then let them see that I am not a butcher."

Chen Futu left the government office with a dark face. When the people saw their king come out, they cried even harder.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Chen Futu personally stepped forward to help an old man up. This scene gave the people hope, and several young talents watching the play from the pavilion held their breath, eager to see how the Northern Frontier King would deal with the Great Qian Dragon Cavalry.