Sun Tiechui felt somewhat helpless.
This Han Lian girl, he didnāt know why she seemed so spaced out, but when it came to carrying out missions and killing people, she was swift and decisive, not dragging her feet. How strange.
However, despite his complaints, Sun Tiechui still kept an eye on the outside, waiting for the signal.
They were about to do something big today.
As they were preparing, on the other side, a messenger pigeon had already flown out of the city.
At this moment outside the city, a somber troop of Black Cavalry was waiting in tight formation. In front of the cavalry, a group of conspicuous white horses was tied up and grazing by the trees. Yelu was sitting in a lounge chair, holding an apple and eating it.
At this time, Qimu Ge came over with a messenger pigeon in hand.
"Master, thereās news from the city. White Tiger Hall has already set off."
Yelu took a bite of the apple and then reached out his hand. Qimu Ge handed him the note, to which Yelu said, "Mmm, tell the brothers to dismount and take a rest. When they reach the East City Gate, weāll go take a look."
Qimu Ge said, "Master, arenāt you afraid theyāll run away?"
Yelu smiled upon hearing this and replied, "Run? Where can they run? Theyāre carrying such big coffins, full of military equipment. Can they outrun my Black Cavalry?"
Qimu Ge was silent for a while and then said, "So, shall we wait some more?"
Yelu fished out another apple and threw it to him, saying, "Eat an apple, rest for a while. No rush, no rush."
He appeared to have everything under control and was in no hurry.
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The sorrowful sounds of funeral music spread throughout South City. The funeral procession of White Tiger Hall had already moved through West City and was now progressing through South City. Upon hearing this funeral music, many locals poked their heads out to watch the spectacle, especially such a grand funeral procession, and couldnāt help but click their tonguesāWhite Tiger Hall sure was rich! Such a large funeral must cost several thousand taels of silver!
The people whispered among themselves, when suddenly from another direction, the sound of funeral music arose, directly opposite from Chen Jieās location.
The locals were stunned for a moment, then looked up to see thatāfuckāit was a funeral procession of the Mulan people! These two processions had actually collided!
What to do now? The rules of funerals were that you couldnāt turn back. Who would yield to whom?
The gossiping hearts of the townspeople surged. Yes, they had heard that this group of Mulan people had animosity with Chen Jiusi. It seemed that Mulan Talalaās family was wiped out by Chen Jiusi; with old grudges and new hatreds combined, it seemed someone might lose their life!
"Yes, yes, this is getting interesting..."
The locals, looking forward to the spectacle, craned their necks even more expectantly.
At this moment, the news also reached the ears of both parties.
It reached the ears of Old Arutai, who glared and said, "Alright, they think our Mulan people will yield to them? No way! Sound the horn, attack, I want to see if these Han dogs dare not give way!"
Hearing this, the Mulan people became instantly incensed: "Right, I want to see if Chen Jiusi dares not give way to us Mulan people. That would be outrageous!"
"Yes, we wonāt yield. If anyone is to yield it should be Chen Jiusi making way for us!"
As they were shouting on one side, on the other side, Xiao Hu said to Chen Jie, "Hall Master, it seems like weāre about to run into the funeral procession of the Mulan people."
"Hmm?!"
Chen Jieās brow furrowed, and his face darkened instantly: "Tell the procession to speed up! Charge past them!"
Hearing this, one of the leaders behind him was startled. At this moment, Liu Laoguai, nervous, stepped forward and said, "Jiusi, donāt act rashly, those are the Mulan people, you canāt provoke them!"
"What canāt be provoked? Are we supposed to give way to them?"
Liu Laoguai said, "Suffering slight indignities is essential for accomplishing oneās āGrand Planā. Itās not worth stooping to their level. Right here, weāre close to the South Gate; letās just leave the city from there. It wonāt add much distance to reach Qingshan Pass."
"Thisā"
Chen Jie frowned, then Sun Buāer also persuaded, "Yes, donāt bother with the Mulan people, itās pointless. Take the detour, Jiusi!"
"Yes, Master Chen, take the detour."
...
With all the influential leaders in the city coming forward to advise, Chen Jie paused for a moment, then said, "Hmm, okay then, Iāll heed everyoneās advice."
Chen Jie seemed to be very reluctant, and then with a wave of his hand, he ordered, "Take a detour, leave through the South City Gate!"
At his command, the procession smoothly redirected to the South City Gate. In fact, this was Chen Jieās plan all along, including the encounter with the Mulan peopleās procession. This was all a ruse, intended to make the last-minute change of route seem reasonable, not giving away any flaws!
...
"What! They left from the South City Gate?"
Nan Batian, upon receiving the report from his subordinates, stood up with a slap, his eyes bulging in disbelief. This, this was impossible!
Then he panicked, ordering his men, "Quick, go inform Qin Ying right away! Bring along five hundred menāno, seven hundredāand chase after Chen Jiusi immediately! He must not be allowed to escape!"
Nan Batianās eyes were wide with urgency; he couldnāt let his carefully planned scheme come to nothing!
With this thought, he roared furiously, immediately sending someone to summon Qin Ying.
Qin Ying was nearby, giving a pep talk to Qin Hu and Qin Bao and the rest of their men!
"Listen up, I want you all to be on your toes, donāt lose face for me. If anyone embarrasses me, bewareāIāll deal with you when we get back. This time, for those who distinguish themselves, there will be rewards..."
Qin Ying shouted excitedly, while Qin Hu and Qin Bao cheered him on from behind.
Just then, a subordinate ran over and said, "The Gang Leader commands, Master Qin must immediately gather your men and head to South City."