I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 203 - 138: Expulsion

On the snowfield, there were no cities.

The Qiangrong tribes were numerous, and over the centuries, after countless tribal conflicts, they barely established the leadership of the Royal Court.

Because they lacked unified cultural thought, rules, and systems, not even a unified language and currency, coupled with the constantly changing banners within the Royal Court, each Chanyu had different ideas, resulting in all tribes remaining like scattered sand.

For instance, the former Chanyu despised the cultural education of Wei Country and the architecture of Yan Country, so he ordered the dismantling of the hard-won cities built on the snowfield. He claimed that the whole snowfield was Qiang land, and there was no need to learn from the people of the Central Plains to build cities for defense; they were the most noble themselves. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The first time Geng Gong heard of this, he almost laughed his teeth out.

Without building cities, how could they be a nation?

The current old Chanyu succeeded the Chanyu position from his brother, and for a long time, he continued his brother’s orders, with no cities built within the Royal Court.

It was only in recent years that the old Chanyu finally ordered the Eldest Prince Duoji to supervise the construction of the capital.

This action proved they realized their backwardness.

At this moment, during a forced march, Geng Gong forgot his exhaustion and thought of the words Dingyuan Marquis spoke before the battle a few days ago.

He said:

"These aliens have been quiet for more than a decade, learning the military tactics and techniques of our Dayan while building armaments and fortifications, and bowing down to Dayan in submission, even more timid than the people of Wei. But this time, they cannot endure. This Marquis already knows that Qiangrong, leading 150,000 armored soldiers, claimed to be a 300,000-strong army, bypassed Dingbei Pass, and within ten days, Weizhou will fall."

The cold wind howled, raising the black dragon flag hanging from the highest point of the camp.

Even upon hearing Marquis Gu say that Weizhou would fall within ten days, these soldiers did not show a trace of tension or fear because they had absolute confidence in their strength and their Marquis.

"Do you know why they cannot endure?"

Every Gu Family Iron Cavalry stood like a javelin, with cold yet fiery eyes, gazing passionately yet restrained at the figure clad in black armor on the high platform.

Marquis Gu smiled and said:

"Because my son killed that old fool’s son, they couldn’t endure it anymore and sought revenge...

If my son kills, it proves that Qiangrong deserves to die.

Whether they are hysterical or can’t endure anymore now, this Marquis only wants to say to them, a bunch of worthless creatures, if they dare to violate my Dayan, they will die in Dayan."

Marquis Gu’s voice was not loud, but it was like a thousand-pound hammer, striking everyone’s chest.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Countless black-armored soldiers raised their spears and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Geng Gong, too, was among them.

Having arrived in the Northern Territory for over a month, he was too young and inexperienced to join the Gu Family Iron Cavalry directly. However, when the Marquis learned he was recommended by the Young Master, he was thrown directly among the veterans.

Unlike the disciplined armies of Prince Rui, the Gu Family Army was more free-spirited and fearless, all because this generation’s Dingyuan Marquis, Gu Chengzhao, was extremely protective.

My son can kill your son,

but if your son dares to counterattack,

then you must be prepared for your entire clan to be wiped out by me.

After a month of hard living, Geng Gong had adapted to military life.

Hearing Marquis Gu’s words, he recalled when he first came to the Northern Territory and communicated the news of the Young Master’s assassination to the Marquis, who just casually said he knew.

At that time, he thought the Marquis didn’t care since the Young Master was unharmed.

Now he realized, everything was within the Marquis’s expectation; the Marquis had long anticipated today, ready to settle new and old scores with the Qiangrong.

For over a decade, the Qiangrong seemed peaceful and obedient, even the old Chanyu respectfully called Marquis Gu ’father’. In reality, they knew well that the future of Qiangrong lay in unity, endurance, and hibernation.

The old Chanyu’s mentality was, at worst, wait out until Gu Chengzhao dies of old age—could it be that all Gu families’ descendants are exceptional talents? Even if the new Dingyuan Marquis is a talent, can every Emperor from the Rong Family be a legendary ruler? Eventually, the Emperor and Dingyuan Marquis will have a rift, and that’s when Qiangrong should march.

But fatefully,

The Emperor and Dingyuan Marquis,

Rong Jing and Gu Chengzhao,

had long seen through their dormant yet restlessly impending actions.