Border Soldier: My fiancée snatched credit and broke off the engagement, so I promptly became a marq

Before investigating the unauthorized establishment of military power, Yan Heng first accepted the position of deputy commander of Chen Mu's personal guards.

That token was given to me by Lu Shuangyi.

The edges of the wooden plaque had become somewhat shiny from being handled by Chen Mu so many times.

When the military officer entered the medical tent, Lin Qinghe instinctively stood in front of the bed to block him.

Chen Mu, however, took out the token himself.

"Take it."

Lin Qinghe was stunned.

Lu Shuangyi stood outside the tent, her face very cold.

That was her order.

Receiving the order is to humiliate her.

Yan Heng explained it clearly.

"During the period of Chen Mu's interrogation, he shall not carry out the personal guard order, mobilize troops, or leave his tent."

Han Wenshan was right next to him.

He watched as the token was taken away, and finally smiled.

"Without orders, let's see who listens to you."

Chen Mu leaned back on the couch, his face expressionless.

"You can give it a try."

Han Wenshan turned around and tried.

He ordered his personal guards to move the spoils seized by the cooks.

Seven Iron Claws.

Nine short axes.

Five layers of leather armor.

These items were sealed in a wooden shed next to the Hall of Military Merit last night, with merit slips posted on the outside: who towed them back, who seized them, who used them temporarily, and who damaged them, all clearly written down.

Now, Han's personal guards tore off the seals and started moving the boxes.

The cooks blocked the entrance to the shed.

Old Chai's back injury hadn't healed, so he could only sit on the doorstep.

Stone held the iron fork, Ma Liu's short chain was still on his feet, and Lame San leaned on a wooden stick.

The captain of the personal guard said coldly, "Chen Mu's personal guard order has been received. He has no authority to distribute weapons."

Old Chai looked up.

"This wasn't distributed by Corporal Chen."

"Who divided them?"

Old Chai patted the wooden box.

"Rankings."

The Imperial Guard captain sneered.

"Can the rankings speak for themselves?"

The lame man spoke up: "Yes."

His voice wasn't loud.

"The first pair of iron claws was seized by Lao Chai and Ma Liu after dragging back the corpse of the White Fox Guard."

"The second set will be taken when the stone is removed from the armor."

"The third set was personally inspected by Zhou Tie."

"Nine short axes, five with chips, four intact. The four intact axes will be temporarily stored, and the five with chips will be given to the cooks for practice."

The captain of the Imperial Guard's expression changed.

He never expected that the lame man could carry such a fine load.

Ma Liu proudly swung his anklet.

"Our crippled man is smarter than your accountant."

The imperial guard captain roared, "Take him down!"

The stone almost rushed up.

Old Chai suddenly roared, "No one is allowed to draw their sword!"

The cooks were all stunned for a moment.

Old Chai stood up, leaning on the door frame. His back ached so much that his face was contorted, but he managed to stay upright.

"Chief Chen said so."

"The moment the knife was drawn, the tent was plunged into darkness."

He snatched the pitchfork from Shi Tou's hand and threw it to the ground.

"Hug box!"

Shi Tou was taken aback.

Ma Liu was the first to react, rushing over to hug the wooden box.

"Yes! Grab the box! Anyone who dares to cut me is stealing our spoils!"

The dozen or so men from the fire brigade rushed forward immediately.

They did not draw their swords.

I don't hit people.

He hugged the box with his body.

Someone is carrying a metal claw box.

Someone was carrying a leather armor box.

Shi Tou simply lay down on the short axe box and gritted his teeth, saying, "If you're going to move it, you'll move me too."

Han's personal guards were momentarily stunned.

They dare to hit people.

But the military judge was inside the fort.

Old Chai has already recorded the twelve strokes last night.

Anyone who publicly thumps the box again today will have another expense added to their account.

The captain of the personal guards turned ashen-faced.

"This is disobeying orders!"

Old Chai was panting heavily.

"We didn't resist."

"We'll protect the tent."

The number of guards surrounding them increased.

Someone whispered, "They risked their lives to drag this back."

"Why should we just move out like that?"

"With Sergeant Chen's orders gone, who are they supposed to listen to?"

"Let's listen to the accounts."

This statement, once it got out, was like a spark falling into dry grass.

When Han Wenshan arrived, the area in front of the tent was already crowded with people.

His face looked terrible.

Chen Mu gave no order.

No money was issued.

But the cook camp still didn't disband.

This is more troublesome than Chen Mu taking orders.

This shows that the cooks were not following orders.

It's in the letter account.

Yan Heng also arrived.

He looked at the cooks holding the box, then at the torn seal on the ground.

"Who tore it?"

The Imperial Guard Captain did not answer.

Ma Liu immediately shouted, "Him!"

"I saw him tear it; he was tearing with his left hand and holding the knife down with his right, and he was tearing it so fast!"

The captain of the personal guard glared at him angrily.

Ma Liu shrank his neck, but still added a sentence.

"My feet are locked, but my eyes aren't."

Someone in the kitchen was trying not to laugh.

Yan Heng picked up the seal.

The seal bore Ji Yunzhou's stamp and a small stamp added by the military law office last night.

Yan Heng looked at the Imperial Guard Captain.

"You dare tear off the military law seal?"

The captain of the Imperial Guard turned a little pale.

Han Wenshan spoke up: "Lord Yan, the captured weapons should have been distributed by Bailang Pass. My subordinates were ignorant of the rules and acted hastily."

Chen Mu's voice came from the direction of the medical tent.

"In their haste, they tore off the military law seal."

He cannot come out.

But the curtains were open.

Everyone can hear it.

"The cooks were in a bit of a hurry, carrying the boxes—is that a crime?"

Han Wenshan looked toward the medical tent.

"You don't even have the order anymore, and you still dare to interrupt?"

Chen Mu said, "I didn't give any orders."

But I have a mouth.

Ma Liu almost burst out laughing.

Old Chai also grimaced, then his back injury twitched, and he hissed in pain.

Yan Heng did not laugh.

He asked Chen Mu, "What do you think should be done with this batch of seized goods?"

Han Wenshan immediately replied, "Lord Yan, he has no right to answer."

Chen Mu said, "I don't distinguish."

"According to the list."

"Whoever captures it gets to use it first."

"Whoever is being transferred, please specify where they are being transferred to, who they will be assigned to, and when they will be returned."

"If it gets damaged, you won't pay for it with money, you'll lose your work."

Yan Heng frowned.

"To lose face?"

Chen Mu said, "The cook camp is missing an iron claw; next time they climb the wall, one more person will die."

"Whoever takes it, write their name on it."

"If anyone dies because of the lack of these iron claws in the future, hold him accountable."

That's crude.

That's ruthless too.

The captain of the Imperial Guard turned even paler.

Who would dare to write their name on such a list?

Han Wenshan said coldly, "The allocation of military equipment is not something you can treat so lightly!"

Chen Mu said, "Then let's follow the official military equipment register."

"Where are the transfer documents?"

Han asked Shan for a moment.

Chen Mu continued, "Without any documents, tear off the seals and move the boxes."

"That's called robbery."

The field fell silent.

Stone, lying on the box, suddenly shouted, "Yes, rob it!"

Old Chai scolded him, "What are you shouting for? Lord Yan hasn't recorded it yet."

Yan Heng glanced at Lao Chai.

"remember."

The clerk immediately wrote: "Han's personal guards, without any transfer documents, tore off the military law seal and attempted to seize the White Fox Guard's confiscated items."

Han Wenshan's face darkened completely.

This is the second time today.

He wanted to take things.

However, this added another debt to Chen Mu's account.

But he didn't panic.

He has an even bigger knife.

"Lord Yan."

Han Wenshan slowly said, "This precisely demonstrates that Chen Mu has deeply entrenched his private military power."

"Although the orders for the medical staff had been taken away, the cooks were still able to resist the allocation of weapons."

"If we don't take this kind of person, Black Stone Fortress will only know Chen Mu from now on, and won't know military law."

Yan Heng did not immediately refute.

Because these words carry weight.

The more united the cooks were, the more convincing Chen Mu's charges seemed.

Chen Mu remained silent inside the tent.

This is the darkest spot on Hanwen Mountain.

The cooks protecting the tents are a matter of loyalty.

If they fall under military law, they could become private soldiers.

Lu Shuangyi looked at Yan Heng.

"The cooks have done a good job guarding the north wall."

Han Wenshan said, "Having made contributions does not mean one is innocent."

Ji Yunzhou remained silent.

At this moment, he finally walked up to the wooden box.

He picked up a pair of iron claws and examined the wear marks on the claw tips.

"This thing is not very useful if it is given to ordinary infantrymen."

"Give it to the cooks; they'll use it."

Han Wenshan sneered: "Lord Ji, are you also going to raise a private army for Chen Mu?"

Ji Yunzhou put the iron claw back into the box.

"They are not private soldiers."

"It's a temporary review team."

The field fell silent.

Han Wenshan's expression changed.

Yan Heng also looked at Ji Yunzhou.

Ji Yunzhou took out his imperial inspector's plaque and placed it on the wooden box.

"The accounts for military merits, weaponry, and provisions at Blackstone Fortress are in disarray."

"The cooks are familiar with the spoils, the number of dead, the food bags, and the battlefield routes."

"Effective immediately, a temporary review team will be temporarily formed at Blackstone Fortress."

"They shall be jointly dispatched by the military law command and the imperial inspector's command."

"It's not based on Chen Mu's opinion."

Ma Liu's eyes lit up.

Stone asked blankly, "So...we're famous now?"

Old Chai slapped him on the back of the head.

"Shut up, listen to the whole thing!"

Ji Yunzhou looked at Yan Heng.

"Lord Yan, may I make a note of this?"

Yan Heng remained silent for a moment.

"Take note for now."

The cooks almost shouted it out.

Old Chai glared at them intently.

No one dared to shout.

But everyone's eyes were red.

From the cookhouse to the temporary verification team.

The name is still temporary.

It's not decided yet.

But he was no longer a menial servant.

Inside the medical tent, Chen Mu leaned against the edge of the bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But he also knew that this wasn't a win.

Ji Yunzhou took the knife for him.

Han Wenshan would never accept that so easily.

Sure enough, Han Wenshan smiled.

"it is good."

"Temporary review team."

"Then we should investigate even more thoroughly why Chen Mu was able to bring this team to fruition."

He turned to look at the fortress gate.

The sound of horses' hooves could be heard in the distance.

A troop of White Wolf Guards rode into the fortress.

The person at the front is holding a black wooden box.

The box was secured with an iron lock.

When Yan Heng saw the box, his expression changed for the first time.

Han Wenshan said calmly, "Lord Yan, you just focus on auditing the accounts."

"The one truly condemned has arrived."

The horse's hooves stopped in front of the list of military merits.

An old military judge dismounted; his beard and hair were white, and his eyes were like the back of a knife.

He opened the black wooden box and took out an old case file.

The first four characters of the volume.

Unauthorized establishment of military power.

The old military judge looked up at the medical tent.

Where is Chen Mu?

Han Wenshan smiled deeply.

"It's inside."

"His trial may begin."