Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 398 What does "eighty-three men quelling a rebellion" mean?
"Lost contact?" Chai Lan looked at the intelligence report from his scouts.

According to the original plan, the Earth-level secret agent was supposed to meet the scouts he sent at the agreed location.

However, after the scouts arrived, they waited for two hours but the scouts did not come back, so they had to turn back and report.

"It seems something has happened. The situation in Bihai City is more complicated than I imagined." Chai Lan worried that his 10,000 men might not be enough.

According to his thinking, he should now send a letter to mobilize the nearest garrison to provide reinforcements.

Unfortunately, the die was cast, and there were simply too many eyes watching him.

Even if he wanted to be cautious, he still had to confront the rebels first.

And they have to win, otherwise the outcome might not be good.

"General, then what should we do?" The adjutant beside Chai Lan saw through Chai Lan's thoughts and, thinking that Chai Lan couldn't say it, he would say it himself.

Saving face is irrelevant; only winning ensures survival.

Chai Lan simply waved his hand and said, "Notify the army to set off immediately and rush to Bihai City."

He wasn't protecting his reputation; he was simply being put on a pedestal.

Seeing Chai Lan say this, the generals had no choice but to issue orders.

He didn't stop along the way, but upon arrival, he found that the situation was completely different from what he had imagined.

The area at the city gate was densely packed with corpses.

Judging from the clothing of the corpses, Chai Lan immediately recognized them as rebels.

This made his ominous premonition grow stronger.

The fact that the body was displayed so openly meant that the other party was absolutely certain of victory.

In addition, he also saw the body of the Earth-ranked secret agent.

He didn't recognize the other spies, but since they were grouped together, they must have been categorized.

“General, this is a provocation!” A lieutenant general’s expression was not pleasant.

It doesn't matter if the spies die, but the rebels are dead too. What will they use to explain themselves?

More importantly, by putting all of this out in the open, even if they wanted to kill innocent people and claim credit for it, they probably wouldn't be able to do it.

The imperial court's plan to make an example of someone has completely failed.

They won't do anything to them openly, and might even be praised.

After all, the rebels were indeed eliminated, but they were also aware of the actual situation.

Chai Lan took a deep breath; the fishy stench in his nostrils made him much more awake.

"Set up camp on the spot."

"Then send someone into the city to invite the person in charge out." Chai Lan understood that the most important thing now was to find out how these rebels died.

The situation of someone killing someone and someone being killed by a powerful force are completely different.

If it's the former, then the Four Venerables of the Martial World will probably have to be changed to the Five Venerables of the Martial World.

If it's the latter, there's still a chance to salvage the situation.

While directly recruiting them into the regular army might have its flaws, it at least preserved the face of the imperial court to some extent.

Not to mention the possibility of gaining a powerful ally.

They were all able to keep their official positions.

"Yes, General!" Although the adjutant was unwilling, he obeyed the military order.

Military orders are absolute; how could one dare to disobey them during a march?

Before long, an old man was brought out.

"Greetings, sir." The old man quickly bowed.

Chai Lan reacted quickly, reaching out to support him: "Father-in-law, please don't stand on ceremony."

"What's the situation in the city?"

Hearing this, the old man also shed tears of bitterness and said, "These beasts! They killed people and burned down the granaries. Now the city is..."

Chai Lan's expression changed when she heard the words "the granary was burned."

He knew this must have been the work of a secret agent.

It is highly likely that this is why they died.

Burning the granaries would have been a good thing for Chai Lan if the rebels had occupied Bihai City.

But things are different now. The rebels in Bihai City have all been wiped out and have returned to the control of the imperial court.

Then Chai Lan would have to take responsibility for leaving Bihai City.

As for simply ignoring it? There's still a mysterious figure who wiped out the rebels and spies.

Judging from the other party's logic, as long as he dares to ignore the people, his fate will be the same as that of the rebels and spies.

The old man in front of us has explained the whole story.

A man clad in golden armor and a beautiful woman, along with eighty-one strongmen, swept through the rebel army in the city.

Although many escaped, almost all of them died.

As for the corpses, they were moved out by the people at the request of the other side.

These words sent chills down Chai Lan's spine.

"General, these corpses should be buried as soon as possible. If left unburied, the stench will inevitably cause disease," the old man advised.

Chai Lan nodded: "Don't worry, father-in-law, I'll make the arrangements immediately."

As a veteran, I know this without being reminded.

He then summoned a lieutenant general and ordered him to lead troops to dispose of the bodies. He then asked the old man, "May I ask, sir, are those eighty-three people still in the city?"

"They vanished without a trace, like heavenly soldiers, appearing mysteriously and disappearing without a trace." The old man didn't know either.

Furthermore, even if he knew, he wouldn't tell.

Who knows what this military officer is thinking right now?

The eighty-three men who rescued them were genuinely there, but these soldiers may not have truly come to quell the rebellion and suppress the bandits.

Having lived to such an advanced age, even if one couldn't see the whole picture, one could still guess a thing or two. With this description, Chai Lan understood.

Everyone who took action was a master.

And we don't even know which school or sect the master is from.

Fortunately, there was some good news: at least these eighty-three people did not intend to occupy the land and become kings.

"Sir, Bihai City has just suffered a major disaster, and food is in short supply. Does the imperial court intend to provide disaster relief?" the old man asked his crucial question.

Chai Lan immediately said, "Don't worry, sir. I will immediately send a letter of urgent importance and also send another letter to borrow grain from the surrounding cities."

He didn't actually have much confidence in saying that.

Even with the utmost urgency, it would still take several days to reach the imperial court with a result.

As for borrowing grain, neighboring cities might not be willing to lend it.

After all, he knew the grain situation very well, and during inventory checks, he inevitably burned down the granaries several times.

Even if the food supplies are plentiful, it is not easy to borrow them, as it concerns the interests of the entire city.

It's easy to lend something out, but getting it back is incredibly difficult.

It's basically like throwing good money after bad.

He allocated this grain; how can he possibly acknowledge it when a new official takes office?
As a military general in the court, he had the authority to act expediently in the army. After relinquishing power, he would only send those who had borrowed grain from cities to seek it out from Bihai City.

Even if they could provide it, they wouldn't give it away, not only because it would result in a loss of profit, but also because it would break the rules.

He said that simply to give himself a way out and extricate himself from the situation.

"I will never forget your life-saving grace, sir," the old man hurriedly said. "There is no order in the city right now, sir. Please come into the city and restore order as soon as possible."

Chai Lan's eyes narrowed, but he shook his head and refused: "It would be better for the army to stay outside the city and disturb the people if they entered the city."

“The city is in disarray, so I’ve sent a detachment to garrison it.”

He dared not go in; what if he was trapped like a turtle in a jar?
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"You mean, he's lying?" Chu Danqing looked at Chai Lan from a distance.

"Yeah, we can't borrow any grain," Da Bao nodded and said.

Chu Danqing hadn't left yet, as the saying goes, "to see someone off to the end."

He wouldn't place his hopes on a group of soldiers who would come at him like a whirlwind.

“No, it’s not that he can’t borrow it, it’s that he’s unwilling to touch his own interests,” Chu Danqing said softly. “We have to push him a little.”

As for the idea that doing this is a matter of "do not do to others what you would not have them do to you"?

You've already taken this position, yet you refuse to act for your own benefit; this is called being a dead man in a gilded cage.

If he can't do this job well, Chu Danqing wouldn't mind replacing him with someone else.

Since the general is in the field, having troops is enough.

What he asked for was not excessive; he wanted a batch of grain to be brought in so that the people of Bihai City could get through the current difficulties.

How things develop from here on out is up to the people of Bihai City.

Chu Danqing isn't a nanny; she can only help in emergencies, not in long-term commitments.

“It’s okay if you don’t come in, I can come find you,” Chu Danqing said softly.

There's no way to avoid it.

"Kill him, shall we?" Da Bao thought this was the simplest way to handle it.

"We can't kill them, or who will borrow grain?" Chu Danqing said with a smile.

Da Bao's solution was indeed simple and crude.

"But then again, this is the first time I've killed so many people." Chu Danqing looked at the excellent-grade treasure chest in his storage space.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have a shimmering pattern.

The main reason was, of course, that these rebels were too weak.

If it weren't for the large quantity, he estimated it would only be a high-quality treasure chest.

The quality of treasure chests can be increased by simply increasing the quantity of weaker players.

If you rely on your skills, you won't lack rewards no matter how many times you grind.

Even if you use tricks to kill a strong opponent, the amusement park will still settle the score for you.

If it were just killing ordinary people, like slaughtering a thousand or eight million, Paradise would probably give it to you too.

However, at this point, unless it's a specific trial world, you'll basically be surrounded by enemies.

Forget about treasure chests, let's survive first.

The Trial World is not made of clay. The fact that Paradise sends you on trial missions means that there will inevitably be dangers that could threaten your life.

Just like in this trial world, the natives are not very strong, but the members of the opposing faction are definitely strong. If you underestimate them even a little, you will surely die.

“Chunyang, no, it was Xiao Chu who was killed,” Da Bao corrected Chu Danqing.

"It's the same. You and they did good deeds at my instigation, so I will naturally bear the sins of murder." Chu Danqing was not the kind of person to shirk responsibility.

He doesn't regret killing so many people this time.

It's nothing more than a cycle of cause and effect.

If they dare not sheathe their swords for three days, they should be prepared to be killed to pay for their debts.

It doesn't matter if you're not prepared, as long as the person dies.

Da Bao didn't quite understand, but he knew how to solve it: "Whoever comes, kill them."

"Okay, good." Chu Danqing patted Da Bao, but Da Bao was too tall, otherwise he would have liked to pat Da Bao's head to comfort him.

"Let's rest for a bit and move on when it gets dark," Chu Danqing said.

Chai Lan has just arrived with his troops and has many things to do.

Although the other party only thought of himself, he still did a lot of practical things to save face.

For example, soldiers could be sent into the city to maintain order, or a portion of military rations could be allocated to help the people.

It was precisely because of his actions that Chu Danqing chose to coerce rather than force him to help the people.

(End of this chapter)