Chapter 36 Your Tyrant Experience Card Has Arrived

The four followed the soldiers through rows of gray brick and black tile barracks and soon arrived at the training field, where they saw a blood-soaked figure in the distance.

He wore broken armor, his hair disheveled, his hands and feet shackled. The other end of the chain was deeply embedded in the rammed earth ground.

Wooden nails were hammered into the joints of his body, and his *pipa* bones were pierced by two jade hooks.

An officer was whipping the man while scolding him, "Quiet! You've been howling like a ghost every day. Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated? When the Demon-Slaying Guillotine arrives tomorrow, I'll personally behead you!"

The armored soldiers around him held weapons and stood guard nervously, like hunters surrounding a fierce tiger, trembling and ready to turn and run at any moment.

"Snap, snap..."

The officer swung his arm, and the whip turned into a blur. Each lash raised dust, clearly visible in the sunlight.

The captive, his hair disheveled and face covered in dirt, struggled desperately, howling to the sky on his own, impervious to the whip.

Even from a distance, and with his face covered in dirt and his hair disheveled, Fu Qingyang couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but judging from the body language, this howling captive seemed somewhat anxious.

His howl seemed like venting, but in reality, he was calling for something!

He was seeking help from the enemy outside the city. Qingyang led his two teammates past the soldiers leading the way.

"Holy crap!" Lingjun blurted out. Zhao Chenghuang and Tianxia Guihuo were also shocked. That captive... was Demon Eye Heavenly King!

Fu Qingyang paused, a look of surprise mixed with "as expected" on his face.

At this moment, Demon Eye Heavenly King also saw his four teammates and immediately stopped howling and chuckled.

"You're still chuckling?" The officer immediately lashed out with his whip and cursed.

"You son of a bitch, you Northern Dynasty barbarian, you're not satisfied with being whipped, are you? I'll feed you piss later!" He thought the captive was mocking the weakness of the whip.

"Stop!" Fu Qingyang sternly shouted.

The officer seemed to notice them, curled his lip, put away his long whip, and quickly stepped forward to greet them. "Marshal."

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly and tentatively asked, "Is the prisoner still behaving?"

"Still the same, howling every morning, noon, and night. The Demon-Slaying Guillotine will arrive tomorrow, and this general will kill this fiend with one slash, so the marshal won't be bothered anymore!" the officer said.

Fu Qingyang asked back, "Demon-Slaying Guillotine?"

After asking this question, he saw disdain and contempt in the officer's micro-expression, and then he heard the officer reply, "This fiend is immune to swords and spears, and can still jump around even with wooden nails through his heart. We've tried countless methods and couldn't kill him. The strategist then came up with a plan to use the Demon-Slaying Guillotine, a treasure from the national treasury, which may be able to kill this fiend."

"Marshal, how can you not even remember the Demon-Slaying Guillotine? This general understands that the enemy is at hand, and it's normal for the marshal to be overwhelmed and not remember!"

Lingjun snorted coldly, "Such sarcastic remarks! If you dare to insinuate the marshal again, this general will definitely kill you without mercy!"

The officer lowered his head and clasped his fist, outwardly obedient but inwardly unconvinced, "This subordinate dare not."

Fu Qingyang said indifferently, "Retreat ten *zhang*!"

The officer was stunned and cautiously asked, "Marshal, what do you want to do? Although this fiend is weak and exhausted, and in shackles, we must not be careless!"

Fu Qingyang coldly ordered, "Retreat."

He naturally revealed a power that made people submit. The officer was frightened and instinctively fearful, and quickly retreated with a dozen soldiers holding spears!

"How's your condition?" Fu Qingyang walked up to Demon Eye Heavenly King.

"Tired, hungry, sleepy, and in pain!..." Demon Eye Heavenly King said, sitting on the ground.

"Why are you guys either generals or marshals, and I'm a captive about to die?"

When he entered the *Lingjing* (Mystic Realm), the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a big slap. A soldier delivering food was slapping him.

Demon Eye Heavenly King sent the other party to reincarnation on the spot. Thus, there was the whipping just now!

His physical condition was very bad. His inventory was sealed, wooden nails were hammered into his joints all over his body, and his *pipa* bones were pierced. Ninety percent of his cultivation was gone. Fortunately, his foundation of copper skin and iron bones could not be sealed.

From the limited conversations and insults, he learned of his situation and identity. When the Demon-Slaying Guillotine arrived tomorrow, it would be his death. So, he quickly roared like an evil dragon, hoping to attract his teammates!

Whether it was Fu Qingyang or Yuanshi Tianzun, Demon Eye was convinced that their configuration could definitely save him!

Sure enough, Fu Qingyang was attracted.

Fu Qingyang looked at the embarrassed Demon Eye and said playfully, "Because you're an evil profession!"

"I'm a freelance profession!" Demon Eye corrected. "Don't lump me in with that group of lowlifes!"

"What I mean is, you're an evil profession. If you want to rejoin the team, you can only take the path of abandoning darkness and turning to the light. That's why you became a captive!" Fu Qingyang said.

"It just so happens that my character's predicament is a lack of prestige and difficulty in commanding troops. Later, I will untie your restraints, and you will swear allegiance to me in front of these officers and soldiers!"

Young Master Qian was quick-witted and found a way to solve the character's predicament!

However, Demon Eye refused: "I am loyal to the Lord of the Sun. The Lord of the Sun should still be in the military camp!"

Fu Qingyang said lightly, "What is your character's identity?"

"Wanyan Rentu, the Left Commander of the Juque Army. He was captured by the strategist of the Southern Dynasty army ten days ago when attacking Xiang City!"

"What does Wanyan Rentu swearing allegiance to me have to do with you, Demon Eye Heavenly King?"

"That makes sense."

Fu Qingyang drew his precious sword from his waist, and the cold light of the sword flashed as he cut off Demon Eye's handcuffs and shackles with a series of clangs. Then, he flipped his wrist and tapped the two jade hooks with the hilt of his sword!

*Pfft, pfft.* The jade hooks shot out from Demon Eye's back, bringing out two pieces of festering, rotten flesh.

Demon Eye Heavenly King was overjoyed, and his muscles rolled, squeezing out the wooden nails nailed into his joints!

"Beat the drums, beat the drums!" The officer in the distance was shocked. "The marshal has released Wanyan Rentu! Immediately beat the drums to inform the entire army to prepare for the enemy, and quickly go and invite the strategist!"

A soldier ran to the war drum in panic, grabbed the drumsticks, and beat it hard!

*Dong, dong, dong.* Accompanied by the sound of the drums, the soldiers in the barracks swarmed out. In the blink of an eye, there were crowds of people. When they saw the situation on the training field and found that the one who almost broke through the city, Rentu, had been freed from his restraints and restored to freedom, they were immediately in an uproar!

"Form ranks, form ranks!" Two high-ranking generals who arrived shouted loudly!

Several hundred soldiers, the first to arrive in their heavy armor, quickly formed a square formation, holding spears and aiming at Wanyan Rentu in the distance, waiting for an order from their superiors to launch an attack!

Fu Qingyang stood proudly, nodded slightly towards Demon Eye Heavenly King, meaning it was time for him to start performing.

"Everything is so unpleasant!" Demon Eye sneered, then knelt on one knee and shouted loudly: "Wanyan Rentu is willing to wholeheartedly submit to the Southern Dynasty and be loyal to Marshal Yang!" The sound waves rolled, like thunder, exploding in the ears of the generals and soldiers, causing their stern faces to turn dull, and the fighting spirit in their eyes to melt like spring snow!

Fu Qingyang replied calmly without surprise or joy, "Granted!"

Instantly, the training field was silent!

In the marshal's barracks, Demon Eye Heavenly King sat in front of a square table, gobbling down white rice. The table was full of chicken, duck, fish, and mutton, with only bones and leftovers left!

The cooks from the kitchen lined up to bring food, carefully glanced at the fierce Wanyan Rentu, put down the food, and walked away with their heads down!

Outside the barracks, a large group of onlookers, soldiers, and mid-level generals gathered. Even now, everyone couldn't imagine that the infamous Wanyan Rentu would actually submit and be loyal to Marshal Yang!

As everyone knew, Marshal Yang had only obtained the position of Cavalry General because of his family background, and became the commander of the three armies because of his sister, who was the Empress.

In essence, he was just a member of a prominent family who was slightly better than a good-for-nothing! Such a person could actually subdue Wanyan Rentu? But if Wanyan Rentu wasn't sincere in his surrender.

He would have had enough time to escape just now, after all, the army hadn't fully assembled yet and no one could stop him!

Staying behind meant that the surrender was indeed true.

The generals and soldiers in the army developed curiosity and admiration for the young marshal for the first time, and therefore lingered outside the barracks. Inside the barracks, Demon Eye Heavenly King patted his belly and contentedly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air: "Full..."

He hadn't eaten a proper meal in many years, and felt like he was becoming inhuman!

His injuries were extremely severe. Lingjun's treatment couldn't completely heal him, but since he wasn't in immediate danger, injecting a life source liquid would be a bit of a waste, so he chose to recover by eating!

"My main quest has appeared: Defeat the Northern Dynasty army or defend the capital!" Demon Eye Heavenly King said!

"So is mine," Lingjun said.

Fu Qingyang nodded.

"Where's Yuanshi Tianzun?" Demon Eye Heavenly King looked at his four teammates: "Why isn't he here?"

"He's probably in the palace, dallying with his favorite concubine!" Lingjun said.

"Damn it, that guy can still sleep with women after entering the copy. Why? Is he the illegitimate son of the *Lingjing*!"

Zhao Chenghuang explained, "We suspect he's the king of a fallen nation!"

He looked at Lingjun and frowned, "This copy is the king of a fallen nation. If Yuanshi really becomes the king of the Southern Dynasty, then he's the most dangerous!"

Demon Eye Heavenly King hurriedly said, "Retreat and defend the capital."

Fu Qingyang shook his head slightly, "If we retreat and defend the capital, we will lose our strategic depth. Linxia is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and has sufficient food reserves to withstand the enemy. Even if Linxia isn't defended, we can still exhaust the enemy. Abandoning the city at this time and not taking the food and money is equivalent to aiding the enemy, and there's even less chance of winning!"

At this moment, a soldier hurried to report: "Marshal, the strategist requests an audience!"

Strategist? Everyone looked at each other.

Demon Eye Heavenly King pondered; "According to our character information, your Southern Dynasty's strategist is very powerful. He was the one who designed my capture. The strategist might be Yuanshi Tianzun!"

Lingjun hurriedly said, "Quickly invite the strategist!"

The soldier hurriedly turned and left. After a while, a handsome man with a face like jade entered the barracks. He raised his head and looked around at everyone with his nostrils, and said in surprise, "Huh, why is it just you guys?"

The one who came was none other than the protagonist, Xiahou Aotian.

"The *Lingjing* looks down on me! How could I be captured by this kind of person!" Demon Eye Heavenly King said, squinting.

"Yuanshi is indeed a tyrant!" Fu Qingyang's heart sank!

Seeing that it was Xiahou Aotian who came, not Yuanshi Tianzun, Tianxia Guihuo and Zhao Chenghuang were disappointed, but the next second, their expressions changed!

"Crap, the brains are all here!"

"Damn, the capable ones are all here, the capital..."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Zhang Yuanqing was awakened by a muffled voice. He opened his eyes and saw bright yellow curtains hanging low. He was lying on the bed, which was very soft!

The girl in his arms was even softer!

A delicate girl of fifteen or sixteen years old was curled up in his arms like a lamb. Zhang Yuanqing could feel the delicate and soft body of the girl through the bedding, and the weariness after her first experience of love hung on her charming little face!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." The call continued.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and saw a burly eunuch in purple standing outside the curtain at the entrance of the bedroom, calling out loudly with his hands on his hips!

"Calling your ancestor Zhang Yuanqing," Zhang Yuanqing, still sleepy, instinctively scolded, "Withdraw."

The eunuch in purple turned and left!

Zhang Yuanqing groaned softly, feeling short of breath, his stomach uncomfortable, and his body aching all over.

"This body seems to be sick!"