Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 777 Retreat

In front of him stood the Dragon Soul, the God of War. Judging by his age and appearance, he should be the same age as his son, but just by looking at his aura and demeanor, it's simply incomparable!

Wu Zhengguo took a deep breath, his gaze trembling. "My son has offended you; why do you have the right to kill him?"

Chu Feng looked down on him, fearless. "As the commander-in-chief, he is incompetent and indulges in luxury and extravagance. He has caused chaos and discontent among the troops. Shouldn't he be held accountable?"

"Embezzlement and corruption, forming cliques, and colluding with private interests—should he be held accountable?"

"In the border war, a hundred thousand troops were defeated, and thirty thousand soldiers died, leaving no trace of their remains. Shouldn't he be held accountable?"

He pressed on step by step, causing hearts to tremble. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Wu Yinglong's face turned pale as paper, as if he had accepted his fate, falling to the ground with lifeless eyes.

Wu Zhengguo maintained his composure on the outside, but his heart was already in turmoil.

With such well-known accusations, if they were reported to the Yenching Academy, it would be considered the best outcome to only punish Wu Yinglong. It was possible that even Lord Ping Xi would be implicated...

"Ha ha ha..."

But as Wu Zhengguo thought of something, he burst into wild laughter.

He sneered at Chu Feng and turned the tables. "You say my son is incompetent? That he has hindered military achievements? What about you?"

"You, the God of War, should have been the overall commander of the national war, leading the troops from the front. But what have you done in Xi Ye? What contributions have you made?"

He shamelessly boasted, "Instead, it was my son who took over the Fengdu Camp, led the army on an expedition, and displayed the courage of a man from Xi Ye and the spirit of a man from Donghua!"

"As for the deaths of those thirty thousand people, victory and defeat are common in war, and death is even more normal. It cannot be blamed on my son."

"As for what you said about embezzlement and corruption, extravagance, and indulgence, hmph, it's pure nonsense! Even if there were, they were just minor flaws, insignificant defects, nothing serious."

"Hmph, I think you are just abusing your power, using public resources for personal gain, and deliberately targeting and retaliating against the Wu family!"

Wu Zhengguo's attempt to shift blame and frame others left the crowd dumbfounded.

Chen Fengxing was so enraged that he wanted to hold this old man accountable.

The evidence was solid. How shameless must one be to say such things and turn things around?

Chu Feng just sneered, "Lord Ping Xi, I have witnessed your means of distorting right and wrong. No wonder for the past three hundred years, no matter how the dynasties change, your family has always stood strong."

Wu Zhenguo sneered and raised an eyebrow. "You flatter me. In any case, in this national war, my son may be at fault, but you are also guilty!"

"If you insist on convicting my son, I won't spare you. Let's wait and see."

"Don't forget, the Xi Xia army still occupies three towns in our country. If you dare, drive them away and make them go back. What kind of man are you, fighting among ourselves?"

"How do you know that I haven't taken action against the Xi Xia army?"

Chu Feng suddenly laughed and calmly looked at Wu Zhenguo. "Within two hours, the Xi Xia army will definitely retreat fifty miles and return our two positions."

As soon as these words came out, the entire military camp instantly erupted into chaos and confusion.

Two hours for the Xi Xia army to retreat? How is that possible?

Wu Zhenguo was even more stunned; he foolishly stared at Chu Feng and smirked, "Alright, if you can make the Xi Xia army retreat, my son's life will be yours. Not only that, I will hand over the Lord Ping Xi seal and lead the Wu family to retire."

"But what if you can't do it?"