When he arrived at the border, he found that the situation was much worse than he imagined.
Before he arrived, the imperial court lost two more cities, and the barbarians were so powerful that it was as if they had entered an uninhabited land.
Mu Jingrui stared blankly at the troop formation diagram in front of him, his brows furrowed and he fell into deep thought.
Why, every time he attacks, the opponent seems to know the deployment in advance, can always make accurate defenses, and find their weak points to counterattack?
Seeing morale declining day by day, Mu Jingrui realized an unprecedented crisis.
"General Mu, what should we do now?" the deputy general asked worriedly.
An imperceptible light flashed in Mu Jingrui's eyes. He picked up the pen and added a few strokes on the formation diagram, raised his head and glanced around, and said: "I have rearranged the formation, you follow this method
Reorganize yourself and continue the attack tomorrow."
Everyone looked at each other, and then someone raised objections.
"General Mu, after several days of continuous fighting, the soldiers are exhausted, and our casualties have been extremely heavy. If we continue to fight at this time, it may not be good for us."
"Regardless of pros and cons, do as I say."
"but……"
Mu Jingrui cast a sharp gaze, which made the general who was about to refute feel a chill all over his body. He couldn't help but swallow the words that followed and took a few steps back.
They were also fighting on the battlefield, and these veterans actually didn't take the young Mu Jingrui seriously at all.
But I don't know why, but Mu Jingrui seems to have an innate coldness about him that always makes people shudder.
The people present no longer objected and could only follow Mu Jingrui's instructions.
On the second day, their attack was as usual, and they were counterattacked without any escape.
Just when everyone thought they were about to abandon their armor, Zheng Zhixing came to support with a team of elite soldiers and launched a fierce attack on the barbarians.
Not only did they encircle and suppress them from the rear, annihilating all their troops, but they also captured the opponent's generals alive.
"My subordinate lived up to the general's instructions and successfully completed the mission."
Zheng Zhixing returned to the military tent and everyone looked at the childish young man in front of them with surprise.
"Well done. Where is the prisoner now?" Mu Jingrui asked calmly, as if everything was expected.
"He was injured. When my subordinates saw that he was temporarily detained in the woodshed, they have already sent a military doctor to check. If General Mu feels that he is no longer of use, his subordinates will kill him now."
A strong murderous look also flashed across Zheng Zhixing's face.
"Keep it for now, I still have something to ask him."
After Mu Jingrui finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.
The corner of his eye swept over every general present.
The night was lonely, the evening wind was blowing, and the entire camp was still heavily guarded.
A black shadow flashed past, and he diverted the two soldiers guarding outside the woodshed and walked in quietly.
In the darkness, he saw a man tied up and thrown in a corner.
He walked over quietly, took out the dagger from his waist and stabbed the opponent's heart hard.
There was still silence all around.
"No!" The shadow turned the man over and found that his body was already stiff. "No, I was fooled."
The black shadow was about to run away in panic when the oil lamp in the woodshed came on.
He trembled all over and froze on the spot.
Mu Jingrui was seen sitting at the table, staring at him with bright eyes.
A chill rushed from the soles of his feet straight to his forehead. Heiying felt that his whole body was cold, and his thoughts went blank for a moment.
"you……"
"I've always found it strange why the barbarians were able to take over many of my cities with such a weak force. Even after I arrived, they still couldn't stabilize the situation. It turns out there was a traitor."
Mu Jingrui saw Heiying's hand move slightly. He raised his wrist and a small branch shot over and inserted straight into Heiying's palm.
The black shadow was so painful that he wanted to scream. At this moment, he felt the figure in front of him flicker, and his neck was pinched tightly by several fingers, and he was unable to even scream.
"Do you know what will happen if you betray your country and your comrades?"
After being pinched, Heiying fell into a state of suffocation. Just when he felt that he was about to die, Mu Jingrui relaxed his hand again.
"Tell me, apart from you, who else among our people is colluding with you?"
Mu Jingrui took off the black shadow's mask, and it turned out to be General Chang Ping.
"No...it's just me..." Chang Ping looked at Mu Jingrui angrily and replied.
"You have no chance."
Mu Jingrui smiled coldly, tapped several acupuncture points on Chang Ping's body, and then called Zheng Zhixing who was guarding outside.
Zheng Zhixing was a little surprised to see Chang Ping, but he didn't ask any more questions.
Chang Ping is a general who is stationed in the pass all year round, and his family also lives here with him.
"Go and arrest Chang Ping's family and tie them outside the city gate for public display. Send his wife and daughter to the camp to reward the three armies."
Upon hearing this, Chang Ping's face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and growled: "Mu Jingrui, how dare you."
"What do you think?"
Mu Jingrui snorted coldly and walked away.
Chang Ping's throbbing heart began to become more panicked, and he spent the whole night in torment.
Early the next morning, Zheng Zhixing brought Chang Ping's youngest son over.
"Dad...Dad..."
Chang Ping saw his youngest son shivering and panicked, and held him in his arms distressedly. He looked up at Zheng Zhixing and asked, "You...are you still human?"
"Are you a human?" Zheng Zhixing asked, "Are you the only one who has a family? You betrayed the imperial court and lured foreigners into the country. How many people were killed by you?"
Chang Ping was speechless, lowered his head and stopped talking.
"General Mu said that if you refuse to reveal your accomplices, your son will be killed first, and then your wife and daughter will be rewarded to your brothers. As for your parents... they will be executed in Lingchi."
"Mu Jingrui is so cruel!" Chang Ping clenched his fists.
Zheng Zhixing also felt that Mu Jingrui was quite cruel. He didn't know whether Mu Jingrui would really do this.
Chang Ping was always hesitant, so Mu Jingrui ordered him to be tied up in the middle of the camp, and his wife and daughter were brought to kneel beside him.
Chang Ping's psychological defense was crumbling bit by bit, and everyone felt that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
When night fell again, a few people gathered together in secret. Before they had time to discuss countermeasures, they were surrounded by soldiers who rushed in.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Jingrui lifted the curtain of the military tent and walked in.
His eyes swept over the vanguards and generals who made a final counterattack to protect themselves and struck Mu Jingrui with a palm.