Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 233

For the next six months, Mo Ziyuan and Lin Xin carried out these actions, taking away a lot of warhorses from the Western Rong people. This caused panic among the Western Rong soldiers, and many people secretly speculated that their Khan's years of war had angered the gods and brought down divine punishment, which was why their warhorses were being lost one after another.

Once the rumor took hold, it was unstoppable. At first, it only circulated among a small group of soldiers, but later it began to spread throughout the army, and eventually even the people of the Western Rong region knew about it.

The Khan of the Western Rong was furious. He executed several ministers who had advised him and proclaimed to his people that the so-called divine punishment was pure fabrication. He warned the people not to spread the rumors and that anyone found spreading them would have their entire family executed.

This strongly worded edict aroused great indignation among the people of the Western Rong, because now the Western Rong were losing not only warhorses, but also cattle and sheep raised by the people.

The people of the Western Rong have always been fierce and revered the strong. They did not unconditionally respect the Khan. So, not long after the edict was issued, the Khan was assassinated by his people while he was away.

Fortunately, the Khan of the Western Rong was no fool; he had mastered real martial arts. Thus, at the cost of several of his guards being seriously injured, he killed all the civilians who had tried to assassinate him.

This, however, fueled the people's rebellious spirit, leading to a series of assassination attempts against the Western Rong Khan. Eventually, these attempts even resulted in the formation of numerous civilian organizations, which grew to a considerable size.

Chen Lingyuan was overjoyed upon receiving the news. The more chaotic the Western Rong were, the better. This was an unexpected surprise brought to him by Mo Ziyuan and Lin Xin.

After thoroughly disrupting the Western Rong, Mo Ziyuan and Lin Xin returned to the main camp with a space full of beef and mutton.

When she first started targeting the people's cattle and sheep, Lin Xin asked Mo Ziyuan if he thought she was being too ruthless.

Mo Ziyuan paused for a moment before answering: "No, every winter when the Western Rong soldiers run out of food, they will burn, kill, and plunder the villages on the border. The Western Rong people will follow the soldiers and plunder the villages a second time. They will also kill any villagers they encounter who manage to escape the soldiers' killing."

"So they are not innocent. You could say that every animal they raise has the flesh and blood of our people on it. I actually feel very happy that you did this," Mo Ziyuan concluded.

Lin Xin remained silent. She had seen too much of the law of the jungle in the apocalypse. At first, it was just people who were starving who would steal food from others. Later, it evolved into strong people robbing the weak and powerless, and people with superpowers robbing ordinary people. They found that by doing so, they could not only obtain everything they needed for survival, but also avoid facing the various unknown risks outside the base. It was a very worthwhile deal.

Those who were robbed, if they didn't want to starve to death, had no choice but to risk going out again to find supplies, but some chose to rob people who were weaker than themselves.

Therefore, Lin Xinting, who already had no burdens, became even more at ease after hearing Mo Ziyuan's words. She no longer hesitated to take away the livestock of the Western Rong people, adhering to the "three alls" strategy. She not only took away their cattle, sheep and horses, but also their grain and valuables.

Lin Xin and Mo Ziyuan already knew that Chen Lingyuan had also contributed to the spread of the rumors, so they cooperated extra well.

And so, their new round of mischief began.

Before long, the people of Xirong discovered that not only had their livestock disappeared, but many Xirong people had also lost their lives.

The dead were divided into two main categories. One category consisted of those who had participated in plundering border villages alongside the soldiers. Their deaths were extremely gruesome; their flesh and blood had vanished, leaving only skin covering their bones. Moreover, they lay on the ground in extremely contorted positions, with dirt filling their fingernails, some even twisted upside down. Their mouths were also wide open to the extreme, clearly showing that they had all died in great agony.

The other group consisted of wealthy Western Rong nobles who died peacefully, with only a scar on their carotid artery. However, their residences had been ransacked, leaving nothing but a few corpses behind.

"These are all sinners, a punishment sent down by the gods!" The high priest concluded after examining all the corpses and their dwellings but finding no trace of the perpetrators.
"High Priest, I sent you here to solve the problem, not to spread heresy! What nonsense about divine punishment? I don't believe it!" The Xirong Khan, his face grim, sat in his royal court, angrily pointing at the High Priest's nose and cursing. No one knew that his royal court had also lost a lot of valuables last night, and a line of Chinese characters was tattooed on his chest: "The wicked will be punished by Heaven!"

It was this line of text that made him absolutely certain that all the strange things that had happened in Xirong over the past six months were not some kind of "divine punishment," but rather the work of those "treacherous and cunning" Han people.

But he couldn't reveal the words on his chest to everyone, so after meeting the distrustful looks of his subordinates and the high priest, he lost control, drew his sword, and plunged it into the high priest's chest.

"Great Khan..." The high priest, his eyes wide with disbelief, murmured a few times, but could not utter the words he wanted to say. In the end, he could only exhale the last breath of oxygen from his lungs and fall to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

"Do you still believe this is divine punishment?" After the high priest fell silent, the Khan did not sheath his blood-dripping sword, but instead cast a sinister glance at the civil and military officials before asking coldly.

"This..." The officials looked at each other, none of them daring to speak first.

"Speak!" The Khan's roar, as loud as a bell, thundered out, startling all the officials present.

"Your Majesty, this is clearly man-made, not divine punishment at all." In the end, it was an elderly official with white hair and beard who spoke first.

With the first person admitting defeat, the others felt much more at ease. Without further hesitation, they all knelt down and eagerly expressed the view that "divine punishment is a fallacy."

Once again, the Western Rong people succumbed to the Khan's tyranny.

This directly led to the people completely losing trust in the royal court, and the rebellion against the Khan reached a fever pitch, with people dying every day, making the Khan's position even more precarious.

Lin Xin was very satisfied with the consequences of her unintentional actions, and even proposed the idea of ​​storming the Western Rong royal court alone and taking the Khan's head.

Chen Lingyuan's current attentive attitude towards Lin Xin was completely beyond her expectations. He had almost always listened to her ideas before, but this time he unusually refused.

"Miss Lin, our soldiers need the tempering of war!"

After hearing his reasons, Lin Xin paused for a moment and realized that her previous thoughts were indeed too simplistic.