Setting Fire

Shangguan Fei decided to take a risk. He had already tried spreading the words "The black horse is doomed" among the soldiers, but with little success.

The thirty thousand cavalrymen belonged to different masters and still harbored hostility toward one another. Many of them couldn't even speak Central Plains languages. Few understood the mysterious tone Shangguan Fei had worked so hard to cultivate.

"The black horse is doomed?" Once in a while, someone showed interest, but nobody took it seriously. "You say it's doomed, so it's doomed? I might as well say the Old Khan King has returned from the dead."

After his disastrous failure, Shangguan Fei decided to take a risk. But he didn't want to go alone, so he went to find Old Man Mu, hoping to go with him and "spread panic."

"Why should I bring you? Your martial arts are weak, you're a coward, clumsy, and have no ideas. I once beat you until you pissed your pants, and now you're acting like a turtle hiding its head. Bringing someone like you along would only be a burden."

Shangguan Fei glanced at Tu Gou beside them and could only force a smile, content to be the "mulberry" that got pointed at. "Heh, I may have all those flaws, but I have one strength: I can kill. The Dragon King won't let you kill anyone, so I can do it for you."

Tu Gou had fought Shangguan Fei before and was a little worried. "Your martial arts really are a bit weak. Can you do it? We'll be deep behind enemy lines."

"Of course he can!" Old Man Mu immediately changed his tune. "I taught this brat his martial arts. He's only been learning for a few days. Give him a few more, and he'll be better