162: Chapter 0162 The Wrong Person Died

Xiao Qingxuan was wearing a black cloak at this moment. She pulled up her hood, turned, and flew off across the snow.

Because of cultivating the Cold Jade Art, the sub-zero temperatures did not feel cold to her at all.

In fact, the cold air made her feel like a fish in water, and her internal energy circulated exceptionally smoothly.

She stirred up a large amount of flying snow to conceal her figure, and before long, she arrived beneath the city wall on one side.

The soldiers responsible for patrolling were being distracted by the chaos at the South Gate.

When Xiao Qingxuan flew lightly up the wall, the soldiers only saw a black shadow flash past.

"Who is it!?"

When they came to their senses, they found that the black shadow had already leaped into the city and quickly disappeared into the streets and alleys.

The few patrol soldiers looked at each other, all showing expressions of lingering fear.

Thinking about it for a moment, they knew this was definitely a martial arts expert they couldn't afford to offend!

"Should we just forget it?"

"Huh? Did anything just happen?"

"I don't think so, I didn't see anything."

The men were already frozen like grandsons, so they simply chose to act blind; surviving was the important thing.

The military pay was still in arrears, it wasn't worth risking their lives for!

At this time, inside the Qin Water military camp, He Haoan was warming a pot of wine with a charcoal stove.

Several Qin Water garrison lieutenants were fawning over him nearby, bowing and scraping to serve him.

"Lord He Haoan, let the matter of warming the wine be left to me; why should I trouble you to do it yourself?"

He Haoan wouldn't allow it, clicking his tongue: "What do you know? Master Gao Jinyi's battle outside the city today is going to be recorded in the history of the Great Gan!"

"Who is the opponent? She is the descendant of the Mu Family, the leader of the founding generals of the Great Gan!"

"Master Gao Jinyi destroying that little Mu Family girl today means completely severing the Mu Family Army's lineage!"

"When he returns, I will present a pot of warm wine, and the two of us will drink it together!"

"With the snow drifting, cold blades slaying a Mu Family general, and hot wine entering a hero's belly, wouldn't that be a beautiful story passed down through the ages?"

He Haoan was triumphant, shaking his head, feeling that he had stepped onto the historical stage, and only this celebratory cup of wine remained!

The group of lieutenants cursed inwardly, truly shameless, what the hell does Mu Wanying being killed have to do with you?

But their mouths were all loudly praising him, shouting "Lord He Haoan is wise," "Congratulations, Lord He Haoan," and so on.

Just then, a fast horse rushed back into the military camp.

The messenger dismounted, lost his footing, rolled and crawled, and stumbled to the front of the main tent.

"Report!!——"

"It's bad!! Master Gao Jinyi... has been killed in battle!!"

The group of officers in the tent were stunned, suspecting they had misheard.

He Haoan, who was having a beautiful dream, had a frozen expression, unable to react for a moment.

"You... say that again?"

The messenger said with a mournful face: "Master Gao Jinyi went out of the city to fight that Mu Family girl and was stabbed to death by her with a spear!!"

He Haoan's face turned ashen, and his whole body trembled.

"This... how could this be..."

The wrong person died!?

Master Gao Jinyi was Prince Bai's confidant; if he died in Qin Water, how could he still cling to Prince Bai?!

If things go wrong, his entire future will be ruined!

Thinking of this, He Haoan was anxious and burning with impatience, hating Mu Wanying to the bone!

"Is there really only one woman on the other side!?"

The soldier nodded: "Just one! She is still standing outside the city, as if she intends to wait for a full hour before coming to attack the city!!"

"Then what are you standing there for!? All of you get out of the city and kill that Mu bitch!!"

He Haoan said: "The Zhenbei Army won't come until tomorrow morning. With five thousand troops in the city, can we really not deal with just one woman?!"

"Pass the order down: whoever can kill that woman will be rewarded with five thousand taels of gold! Those who assist and contribute will also be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!!"

"I don't believe that Mu Family woman is made of iron!?"

Five thousand taels of gold is a huge sum!

But the group of lieutenants in the garrison were clearly a bit timid and didn't dare to move.

If you want to make money, you have to have a life to spend it!

Master Gao Jinyi's martial arts were only a hair weaker than a Martial Arts Grandmaster, so in all likelihood, she is a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

On an open plain, unless a Martial Arts Grandmaster fights to the death without retreating, it is too difficult to surround and kill one!

"Lord He Haoan, how about... we first ask Prefect Sun Zhao for instructions?"

"Yes, Prefect Sun Zhao has been an official for many years after all and is experienced."

When He Haoan heard this, how could he not know what this group was planning? He couldn't help but sneer repeatedly.

"I forgot, you are Prefect Sun Zhao's soldiers, and I really don't have the authority to mobilize you."

"Fine... then when the White Kings Army arrives tomorrow, you go explain to the White Kings Army why you didn't move!!"

Just as the group of officers were in a dilemma, a listless voice came from outside the tent.

"Oh, Transport Commissioner He Haoan, I was just looking for you! Why did I hear that Master Gao Jinyi was killed in battle?"

A short, frowning old man came into the camp with a few personal guards; it was Prefect Sun Zhao.

When He Haoan saw the old man come in, he pretended to salute, but there wasn't a shred of respect in his eyes.

"Prefect Sun Zhao, Master Gao Jinyi was Prince Bai's confidant, and His Highness will surely be furious. We should immediately send troops to kill that Mu Family woman!"

Prefect Sun Zhao nodded repeatedly in fear: "Yes, yes! We cannot withstand the fury of Prince Bai!!"

"Are your ears deaf? Didn't you hear what Lord He Haoan said? Why aren't you going quickly?!?"

Seeing Prefect Sun Zhao speak, the group of officers had no choice but to comply and go out.

Prefect Sun Zhao was still uneasy and laughed awkwardly: "I will personally go to the city wall to supervise the battle, Transport Commissioner He Haoan, you can rest assured!"

With this humble posture, those who didn't know would think He Haoan was the superior.

He Haoan naturally had no interest in going to the icy city wall to blow in the cold wind, so he nodded: "You have worked hard, Prefect Sun Zhao."

Prefect Sun Zhao turned and left the camp, the smile on his face instantly disappearing, replaced by a touch of indifference.

"Tell the camps at the South Gate, unless the opponent attacks the city, do not move, and do not leave the city!!"

The Chief Clerk beside him was also an old man who had followed Prefect Sun Zhao for many years.

"Prefect Sun Zhao, there are still over a hundred Shadow Guards who came with Master Gao Jinyi. If we do this... we will be resented by them."

Prefect Sun Zhao narrowed his eyes and said: "Being resented by the Shadow Guards is better than provoking that god of slaughter, Lin Xiao."

The Chief Clerk was stunned: "Prefect Sun Zhao thinks the White Kings Army cannot stop the Zhenbei Army?"

"You are confused!!"

Prefect Sun Zhao lowered his voice and said: "Guess why Lin Xiao didn't show up himself but sent a woman to attack the city?"

"Our Qin Water has likely long since become his 'prey in the bag'!! Above our heads, there is likely already a guillotine hanging!!"

The Chief Clerk thought for a moment, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly cupped his hands: "Subordinate will go and pass the order immediately!!"

The Chief Clerk got on his horse and left first, and Prefect Sun Zhao got into his carriage and followed closely behind.

Not long after they left, a beautiful figure wrapped in a black cloak walked out from behind a military tent.

"Prefect Sun Zhao of Qin Water..."

Xiao Qingxuan was thoughtful, "He is indeed a cunning old fox."

She had originally intended to kill Prefect Sun Zhao, leaving Qin Water with a power vacuum.

But after hearing this old man's remarks, she decided to keep him and leave it to Lin Xiao to decide.

Having been an Empress, she knew that if the water is too clear, there will be no fish; one cannot demand that every official be conscientious, honest, and upright.

Prefect Sun Zhao had been in Qin Water for many years, bearing the pressure of Prince Bai and Earl of Anyang, and it was not easy for his reputation to be neither good nor bad.

If one were to replace him with another person to be the Prefect, they might not necessarily do better.

Xiao Qingxuan turned and walked directly toward the slightly empty main tent.

Because the garrison had almost all left, only a few dozen Shadow Guards remained here, responsible for protecting the noble Transport Commissioner He Haoan.