Destined Martial God

That's right!    

In the series of arrangements just now, Yu Haoran was doing an extremely clear differentiation of treatment.    

All those who obeyed and supported him could not only gain sufficient military merits and prestige, but could also obtain tangible benefits.    

As for those who disobeyed him or chose to fight him, the fact that they were unable to obtain any benefits was secondary.    

This was because they would be deliberately targeted by him in the future.    

"Ji Qingyu, Wu Fanghua, Wu Wenqiang, Zhang Ze Hang, Lian Zhong Ming, Meng Zhan Da, everyone listen up!"    

The aloof and proud Yu Haoran lowered his head to look at Ji Qingyu and the others who stood in front of the array, his cold eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness, and his tone became as cold as if he was a stranger.    

"Your subordinate obeys!"    

It was finally his turn. After hearing Yu Haoran's order, the six of them hurriedly took a step forward and knelt down as they received the order with excited expressions.    

"Bring the elites of your direct line and surround this Prince Consort's entire Four Appearances Sect. Do not let even one of them go."    

With that said, Yu Haoran's transformation into the green dragon stared at Ji Qingyu and Wu Wenhua with its huge dragon eyes, not concealing the fact that it was deliberately targeting them, as it threatened them.    

"If you let one of us go, don't blame me for serving you in the military!"    

"Prince Consort, I will not accept this!"    

It was one thing to not be able to obtain the benefits of the truth, but to not submit obediently!    

, who had never received such treatment, immediately stood up to express his unwillingness.    

"General Ji, please remember that you are a soldier, and the duty of a soldier is to follow orders, not to question your commanding officer."    

Facing Ji Qingyu who had come forward to question him, Yu Haoran did not immediately make a move, but instead patiently criticized and taught him a lesson.    

"Prince Consort, even if I, Ji Qingyu, offended you, and you want revenge, I have no objections."    

Completely ignoring Yu Haoran's lenient criticism, Ji Qingyu slightly tilted his body, pointed at the over fifty thousand soldiers who had revealed grievances and dissatisfaction behind him, and spoke out for them.    

"But the soldiers that fought for their country behind me did not offend you, so why do you have to punish them as well?"    

"Prince Consort, we can't accept this!"    

"Prince Consort, we can't accept this!"    

Under Ji Qingyu's deliberate provocation, his direct line of descent started to protest first, then led the tens of thousands of other soldiers to start echoing him.    

Seeing Ji Qingyu's complacent look, and hearing the overwhelming protest in his eyes, Yu Haoran's eyes flashed with a cold light.    

After that, he swung his dragon tail and flew up to the sky above the fifty thousand elite soldiers, asking with a cold expression.    

"Why aren't you guys convinced?"    

"Prince Consort, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that your series of plans earlier were obviously aimed at us."    

In the face of Yu Haoran's questioning, a field officer at the peak of the third stage of Martial Saint took the initiative to step forward and question him.    

"But just like what General Ji said just now, we ordinary soldiers have never offended you, so why do we have to be targeted by you?"    

"The theory is very simple!"    

Facing the questioning of the field officer below, Yu Haoran replied with a cold smile.    

"Because you followed the wrong master."    

"You!"    

If they clearly admitted the reason for their difference in treatment, the field officers below did not know how to rebut it.    

However, under the reminder from Ji Qingyu's eyes, the field officer who had a sorrowful expression on his face, took a deep breath and threatened.    

"Prince Consort, if you don't take back the order just now, then don't blame us soldiers who have fought for our country for bringing you to the military headquarters and the imperial government."    

Facing the threat of the field officer, Yu Haoran suddenly swung his draconic tail, and then directly flew towards the Four Appearances Sect, leaving behind a sentence that would make the audience feel angry and helpless after hearing it for over fifty thousand kuai.    

"Call me whatever you want. Even if you go straight to His Majesty, This Prince Consort won't care."    

"However, before the imperial court gave the order to punish me, this Prince Consort had the authority to command all of you."    

"Thus, this prince's consort still ordered that as long as a person is released, don't blame the military for being merciless."    

"Brother Ji, I'll take my men to guard the west!"    

Watching Yu Haoran quickly fly into the Four Appearances Sect, Wu Wen Qiang retracted the regret that just appeared in his eyes. Then, he reminded Ji Qingyu and brought his group to the west of the Four Appearances Sect.    

"Brother Ji, bear with the calm for a while and take a step back." Brother Ji, endure the calm for a while and take a step back.    

Meng Zhanda, who had chosen to accept reality, advised and led his men to guard the eastern side of Four Appearances Sect.    

"I'll go help General Meng!" In order to draw a clear line between him and Ji Qingyu, Zhang Ze Hang did not even say goodbye, and directly indicated the direction he wanted to protect, then led his people away.    

"Then I'll go and assist General Wu Wenqiang!" Zhang Ze Hang's actions also strengthened Lian Zhong Ming's confidence. After revealing the position he was planning to guard, he quickly left with his men.    

"Brother Ji, what do you think?" Wu Fanghua looked at Ji Qingyu with anticipation.    

Looking at the four generals who belonged to Wu Fanghua and were yielding one by one, Wu Fanghua was slightly tempted.    

However, the clan he belonged to had a special relationship with the clan backing Ji Qingyu. Sometimes, he had to listen to Ji Qingyu's orders.    

If not, he would have been so full that he would deliberately go up against Yu Haoran, against Prince Consort, who was incomparably valued by the His Majesty.    

"Brother Wu, your Wu Family cannot afford to offend Yu Haoran. In order to prevent you from being used as a chicken to intimidate us, why don't you go and guard the south first!" Faced with Wu Fanghua's questioning, Ji Qingyu sighed lightly and gave the orders.    

"Then what about you, Brother Ji?"    

When Wu Fanghua agreed to let himself listen to Yu Haoran and guard the southern region that held the least risk, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt that the tone Ji Qingyu had given him earlier was off, and he quickly asked.    

"Humph!"    

Ji Qingyu sneered, then raised his head to look at Four Appearances Sect, as his eyes revealed dense provocation.    

"I'm not going anywhere."    

"Where's Prince Consort?" Wu Fanghua asked worriedly.    

"I really want to see, see if Yu Haoran dares to take the risk of offending my Ji Clan and His Majesty, and punish me with martial law." Ji Qingyu said with great confidence.    

Glancing at Ji Qingyu who planned to challenge Yu Haoran, Wu Fanghua shook his head and did not say anymore.    

He knew that Ji Qingyu's true purpose was not to become the Ji Clan, but rather to become the biological sister that had been heavily favored by His Majesty and the empress dowager and had the potential to become the head of the Six Palaces.    

Wu Fanghua turned around and waved to his direct line of descendants. Then, he immediately appeared in the spot where the formation had self-destructed.