Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot
Chapter 71: Becoming Famous in One Battle

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: Becoming Famous in One Battle

In the pitch-black command tent, Qing Shuang listened closely to the endless sounds of fighting outside: "I didn’t expect Miss Meng to be so formidable. Was her frailty in Capital City all an act?"

As Qing Shuang asked this, admiration filled her eyes.

Suddenly recalling something, Qing Shuang added, "But the rebel forces are too many—shouldn’t we help her?"

Lu Yuan lifted his teacup and sipped calmly: "No need. Focus on your task."

"Understood."

Qing Shuang lifted a corner of the tent, executed Qinggong, and disappeared into the boundless night.

A long spear thrust toward Meng Qianqian’s back. Meng Qianqian turned her body, gripped the spear with her left hand, and severed it with her right. Simultaneously, she drove the tip of the spear and her Brocade Spring Saber into the rebel soldiers who were flanking her.

Meng Qianqian understood that Lu Yuan was testing her.

Since their first meeting, every move he made had been a test.

A rebel soldier attempted to ambush Meng Qianqian but failed, narrowly escaping with his life. He shouted in excitement, "She’s running out of strength! Her moves are slowing! Brothers, kill her!"

Meng Qianqian grew increasingly strained, transitioning from defeating an enemy in one move to barely injuring one in three.

But no matter how desperate the fight became, she refused to ask for help.

When knocked to the ground, she simply stood up again.

Lu Yuan let out a cold snort.

A rebel soldier timed his approach, stealthily nearing Meng Qianqian’s back, and swung his blade toward her shoulder.

With enemies attacking her from both sides, this strike was unavoidable.

A flash of killing intent swept through Lu Yuan’s eyes. His jade-like fingers gripped his teacup, and with a flick of his sleeve—

The teacup shot out like a dart, striking the rebel soldier with brutal precision and sending him flying.

Deputy General Li furrowed his brows. Was there a hidden master inside the tent?

Meng Qianqian’s left shoulder received a kick, forcing her to stumble back several steps before stopping at the entrance of the tent.

She could barely stand, collapsing to one knee and using the Brocade Spring Saber to prop up her injured body.

A rebel cavalryman charged forward, his horse’s hooves raised high, ready to trample Meng Qianqian!

In the blink of an eye, a purple figure shot out from the tent and struck the armored heavy cavalryman with a single palm, sending him flying.

All the rebel soldiers gasped audibly!

Deputy General Li’s expression shifted dramatically: "Lu Yuan?"

He had seen Lu Yuan’s portrait before and had learned about him.

Wasn’t this man said to be a non-combatant civil servant skilled only in manipulation?

Meanwhile, in another tent, hidden guards attentively monitoring the situation immediately ignited their firework signals.

Suddenly, the sound of urgent hoofbeats echoed from all directions, followed by a cascading rain of arrows sweeping across the battlefield. In an instant, hundreds of rebel soldiers fell, creating chaos in their ranks.

A rebel soldier shouted, "Quick! The court’s cavalry has returned! We’ve been tricked!"

Deputy General Li’s face turned pale. He bit his lip in frustration: "Retreat!"

"Report—there’s a large cavalry force in the forest and another on the main road!"

Deputy General Li made a decisive call: "Take the eastern gorge—toward Chi County!"

The rebel army scrambled away in panic.

Meng Qianqian wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

With his hands clasped behind his back, Lu Yuan spoke with an air of utter dominance: "You’re quite stubborn, aren’t you?"

Meng Qianqian’s lips curved faintly: "Thank you, Grand Commander, for lending your hand."

Her voice didn’t sound like someone gravely injured.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes: "You’re testing me?"

Meng Qianqian pulled her Brocade Spring Saber from a rebel’s corpse: "A mutual trial."

Since her abilities were revealed, his secrets would not remain hidden either.

Meng Qianqian walked away to clean her blade.

A hidden guard flashed before Lu Yuan, cupped his hands in salute: "Grand Commander!"

Lu Yuan gazed coldly at the rebels disappearing into the night: "Leave no survivors!"

"Understood!"

Elsewhere, the rebels fled for over ten miles.

"We’ve shaken them off—they didn’t chase after us!"

"Finally, some good news!"

Deputy General Li frowned: "Something’s wrong! They’re cavalry—why wouldn’t they pursue?"

His voice had scarcely faded when the sound of rumbling movements erupted from above the gorge.

Deputy General Li looked up, but the swirling wind and snow obscured his vision.

All he could do was strain to hear: "No! Get out of the gorge—now!"

It was too late.

From atop the mountain, Qing Shuang slashed at the ropes, releasing an avalanche of boulders. The falling stones, combined with arrow volleys and rolling timbers, crushed the rebel forces in a scene of utter devastation.

Meanwhile, Song Biao led ten thousand cavalry and camped outside Yanggu Town for half the night.

Han Ci approached Song Biao: "General Song, may I ask when we’re attacking the city?"

Song Biao replied, "There’s no rush. After traveling all night, the soldiers need rest. Han Ci, head to the rear to guard against a rebel ambush."

This instruction relegated Han Ci to the sidelines.

In border warfare, making a name for oneself wasn’t simply about ability—without the opportunity to participate in critical battles, talent went to waste.

"Understood."

Han Ci obeyed and headed to the rear.

Zhang Feihu asked, "Old Song, are we really waiting until dawn to attack the city?"

"A couple of arrow volleys and retreat."

As Song Biao spoke, he glanced at the gradually brightening sky, fixed his helmet, and said, "The snow has stopped. It’s time to teach the Grand Commander how things are done at the border."

During the reign of Chu Grand Marshal, not a single person at the border dared to disobey.

But wasn’t Chu Grand Marshal dead?

Now, strength decided who had the right to speak!

Song Biao rode out with two thousand cavalry, advancing with great momentum toward the city gates.

Leading the charge, Song Biao was closely followed by Zhang Feihu and two other generals.

At a distance of one hundred paces from the gates, Zhang Feihu raised his hand, signaling the archers to form an orderly line.

Song Biao, seated high atop his horse, yelled coldly: "You rebel scum! I am the court’s second-ranked Tiger Might General! Open the gates immediately and surrender!"

Just as Zhang Feihu was about to order the archers to fire, the city gate suddenly began to open slowly.

Zhang Feihu was briefly stunned.

Song Biao frowned deeply.

Just as the two suspected the rebels were opening the gate for a final desperate confrontation, Lu Yuan emerged from the gate, flanked by Meng Qianqian.

Zhang Feihu thought his eyes deceived him: "Old Song! Is that..."

"I see it."

Song Biao’s voice grew solemn.

He rode up to Lu Yuan, dismounted, and asked in suspicion: "Grand Commander, weren’t you at Fengsha Town awaiting news?"

Lu Yuan sneered sarcastically: "You still remember I was waiting for your report?"

Song Biao cupped his hands: "Your subordinate—"

Lu Yuan yawned: "Your pace was too slow. I had no choice but to take the city myself."

Take the city?

Not captured by rebels, but destroyed them?

How had he arrived? How had he entered the city? Without soldiers, how had he defeated rebels?

Too many questions left Song Biao speechless.

Lu Yuan’s lips curved into a smile full of killing intent: "General Song, I ordered you to attack the city immediately. Why did you disobey military orders?"

Song Biao panicked: "Your subordinate—"

Lu Yuan declared: "Demoted one rank—back to Deputy General."

Song Biao had sought to challenge Lu Yuan but instead was taught a humiliating lesson.

Zhang Feihu investigated the series of events, and after learning the truth, he was thoroughly impressed.

"Old Song, you’ll never guess—last night, the rebel army of ten thousand was defeated by Fengsha Town’s two thousand defenders! The Grand Commander had anticipated the rebels’ diversion strategy and intentionally deployed all our forces to deceive them. First, he lured the rebels into the camp, killing their leaders and crushing morale. Then, disguised as court cavalry, his archers killed a thousand rebels, forcing them to flee in panic into the gorge, where traps and fire oil wiped them out completely! Every step of this strategy was perfectly calculated!"

Old Song muttered in confusion: "How did he move freely, avoiding detection by the rebels and us?"

Zhang Feihu replied with admiration: "He knows the border’s terrain like the back of his hand!"

In the court, flashy rhetoric might charm a monarch, but at the border, every achievement came from genuine struggles and victories.

The battle of Fengsha Town not only earned Lu Yuan the reverence of the border’s defenders, but even the court cavalry admired him wholeheartedly.

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