Chapter 469

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Chapter 469: I’d Rather Go to Jail Instead

War is a result of politics.

Politics is an extremely ugly art in human history that cannot be described in words.

It blooms over piles of corpses and seas of blood.

The strategist arrived at the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, bringing with him the complex and ever-changing political manipulation that has developed throughout human history, and he adapted it according to the turbulent times.

The strategist is able to see the world as a chessboard because they have their own mature intelligence system.

This kind of information network may be rooted in one country or one place, or it may spread everywhere.

Spies like this have existed since ancient times, and when they came to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, they were spread throughout the kingdom like blood vessels in a human body.

These information systems may belong to an organization or a country, but without a doubt, every strategist who has survived until now has a complete espionage system, established from scratch, passed down from generation to generation, through evolution, assimilation, and integration.

Bai Wei, who used to create Black Rose from scratch, relied on witches scattered all over the country and their abilities to gather and control various types of information in the empire. As a mentor and emperor, he carefully arranged the conditions for both the inevitable victory and defeat in any battle, no matter how difficult or unlikely it may seem. He understood the importance of the information system, and that about eighty to ninety percent of the battle’s outcome had been deliberately planned out.

Bai Wei and Nalan Qingshu had discussed this before, and she mentioned that the information system she inherited was not created solely by Nalan Jinghuai herself. In reality, it had been passed down through several generations, mainly operating in the Liu State. However, the remaining information system was now scattered and only a shadow of its former self. It was extremely difficult to maintain fragile connections, let alone expand the network.

Her words gave Bai Wei an idea. If this mysterious organization was also one of the interconnected blood vessels, perhaps he could find some interesting information from them.

The Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom was filled with exclamation marks everywhere. Just a quick glance and you would know what was true or false. If he had this ability in the past, he would have definitely made fewer mistakes and prevented the deaths of many witches.

Arriving at the location outside the city.

As expected, the mysterious organization didn’t allow entry into the city. They needed the approval and consent of the city’s leader, Longyao City’s pastor. So, they simply set up camp in open areas outside the city.

Bai Wei quietly approached the Anu Clan and used magic to easily hide his presence. He used simple illusions from the mind and optics, and being a puppet with no heartbeat or body temperature, he stood still like a sculpture.

After walking around the Anu Clan for a few rounds, Bai Wei saw various kinds of demon slaves, mostly young in age. Among them, females made up the majority, and female servants were easier to sell. However, it would take some time for them to be trained as spies at this age.

Bai Wei thought to himself that he might have made a wrong inference. He didn’t find any exclamation points here, so he turned back to the city. As he walked half a street, he saw dozens of elite cavalry passing through the street. The security forces of Longyao City all came from the private army of the city lord, supported by the commercial taxes of Longyao City. There were a thousand cavalry and five hundred city guards, all funded by real money. Just the thousand warhorses alone were not something an ordinary city could afford. Bai Ze, with the national strength, had only eight thousand cavalry and thirty thousand infantry. The fact that Longyao City had such a tax income and economic source was the biggest reason why many coveted it.

These elite soldiers seemed to come from the city lord’s mansion and were the elite guards.

In reality, Longyao City currently had a loose outer defense and a tight inner security. The five hundred city guards were responsible for normal public order, while the thousand cavalry were all stationed a dozen miles away.

Bai Wei had a rough idea of why these guards were sent out. Their target was the Anu Clan… It would be foolish not to take advantage of this opportunity and kill the slave traders, freeing the demon slaves. This way, they could also have more manpower in Longyao City. As for whether or not they were spies, there was no need to worry since a rebellion was soon to come.

Killing some slave traders was enough for these guards. The total number of guards was only around twenty, but their quality was unmatched.

Bai Wei took a few more steps before stopping once again, quietly pondering that something was not right.

After two and a half days, the news had already spread. It was strange that there was still no reaction. The more peaceful it was, the more suspicious it became.

Suddenly, a group of strange slaves arrived, but there were no exclamation marks to be seen. At this moment, there should have been a line saying "Kill them all for justice!" or "Liberation is everyone’s responsibility!" Even though exclamation marks are usually used for their own benefit, at most they just give some money and have to scrounge for it themselves. After this happened several times in a row, he was already too lazy to pick up the money that fell on the ground.

But even this kind of evil expansion doesn’t happen in daily life, isn’t that strange?

Bai Wei took a breath, took a step and flew up the wall, arriving at the top of the city wall, standing beside a bird’s nest, overlooking half of Longyao City.

At that moment, a pure and cold white light and chilling air attacked from behind.

Bai Wei felt it clearly, swiftly avoiding the sword light that came from behind. He moved a few steps away, and the sword light brushed past his shoulder.

Behind him was a man wearing a scholar’s robe, who looked somewhat pretentious. He held a sword in his hand, with a menacing sword aura and a chilling air. He looked like a human but not entirely, or rather not completely human.

"I was just looking at the view from a high place, and unexpectedly caught a big fish." The scholar swordsman exclaimed, "Your head must be quite valuable."

Bai Wei, "Do I know you?"

The scholar swordsman said, "I don’t know you, but there aren’t many valuable heads in Longyao City, and you should be one of them."

Bai Wei asked, "Who hired you?"

The scholar swordsman raised his sword and said, "Why do you talk so much when you’re about to die?"

As he spoke, he tried to stab Bai Wei in the chest. This person’s swordsmanship skill is quite good, already at a level of thirty or forty, and his sword techniques are very strange. The sword in his hand is also a rare flexible sword, changing very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Wei caught the flexible sword with his fingertips. The scholar sneered, gathered his energy, and a sharp and chilling sword aura instantly surged. The cold spread to halfway down Bai Wei’s forearm, but he continued to exert force without any care. Bit by bit, he tightened his grip, and the entire flexible sword quickly filled with cracks in the scholar’s astonished gaze. It burst apart inch by inch, and the shattered sword fragments didn’t fall but instead miraculously floated in mid-air.

The scholar immediately realized that the situation was not right, and thought of escaping quickly, but unfortunately, he was too close.

Bai Wei took a step forward and pressed his palm against the scholar’s head. The scholar kept retreating, lightly touching the wall behind him, causing it to collapse into countless pieces.

The Ming Country’s patience was not very good, and cracks began to appear on the bronze mask on his face, emitting hot flames and heat from the cracks.

The high temperature scorched the scholar’s face. He thought to himself, "How could I, who have reached a high level, be so vulnerable? What kind of monster is this?"

Zhurong’s power partially activated, and from Bai Wei’s words spewed a high temperature that could melt gold and iron.

"Right now, I don’t want to waste time talking to people. Answer my questions… Who sent you here, and what is your purpose? How many of you came?"

…

Outside the walls of Chengmu Mansion, assassins and spies from different places gathered. They were both assassins and spies.

"Why did you change the target?"

"Because we couldn’t locate Bi Fang, it doesn’t matter. After killing the leader of Longyao City, we can take its heart and skin to disguise ourselves."

"His bodyguards have all been moved elsewhere. It’s a good opportunity now."

"How do we divide just one person’s head?"

"I only want money. The credit goes to all of you."

"But…"

They didn’t think they would fail, some for wealth, some for power, and some for personal gain… In the end, their ultimate goal was the Bi Fang, the Dragon Pearl of the Ocean, and the generous bounty on Bai Ze’s head.

They swiftly entered the Lord’s Mansion, knocking out several servants one after another, and quickly made their way into the eerie quiet of the City Pastoral Mansion. They located the position of the Longyao City Pastoral, exchanged glances, and simultaneously broke open the doors and windows from different angles, aiming to seal off the inside.

"Longyao City Pastoral, reveal the whereabouts of Bi Fang and Bai Ze, or else…"

The sentence was left unfinished.

Because there were quite a few people inside this room.

Apart from the Longyao City Pastoral and the old scholar Liu Tingyun, there were seven or eight burly men gathered around a table, discussing something.

Some disguised themselves as farmers, some as wealthy merchants, and some as guards, but none of them looked easy to mess with.

They exchanged glances and saw surprise in each other’s eyes.

Everyone here was a powerful monster, all of them veterans from Bi Fang Country.

In order to discuss the specific details of the uprising, they quietly left behind their shadow ninjas when they received the news and came to Longyao City to discuss the marching plan. The newest military deployment map was spread out on the table.

At first, they were confused and thought that their action plans had been exposed. But in the next moment, their stunned expressions turned into fierce and menacing looks.

The matter of the gathering absolutely cannot be leaked out. Our faces were even seen!

The disguised farmer demon took off his turban, revealing a menacing face covered in scales. He rolled up his sleeves, his muscles as strong as a dragon.

"Finish them…"

"Kill them all!"

The faces of the assassins and spies turned from excitement to pale, and finally to lifeless gray.

…

In the courtyard, Nalan Qingshu whispered, "The smell of blood tonight is quite heavy."

Bai Wei stood behind the bamboo, "Was it your plan?"

"It’s not really a plan, just a guess that it might attract some attention."

"Time waits for no one."

"Yes, so we need to set off," said Nalan Qingshu seriously.

"We?" Bai Wei puzzled, normally, he and Chao Lu should take the first step, and Nalan Qingshu should follow.

"It’s me and you," Nalan Qingshu walked out of the courtyard, empty-handed, without any luggage. Her indigo hair shimmered like glass threads in the moonlight. The young girl reached out her hand and brushed her hair, saying, "Take a roundabout path while leading the enemy astray! Do you have any objections to Qingshu’s decision, Young Master Bai?"

Bai Wei’s dissatisfaction was evident.

"Nalan Qingjiao, where does your confidence come from?"

"What’s the difference between taking you on a journey and going to jail?"

"I’d rather go to jail! At least I’ll get food and a place to stay!"

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