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Scaring is one thing, but actually stabbing a general to death at the entrance of Prison City Camp would be a real problem! The guards at the gate, seeing the intruders, were not afraid at all and were instantly at a loss. When they looked behind the newcomers and saw a dozen fierce-looking figures following them, they felt that today's situation was quite precarious. Some quick-reacting guards turned around and ran inside to raise the alarm, shouting, "Someone has intruded into the prison! Someone has intruded into the prison!"
As the alarm echoed, both on-duty and off-duty guards rushed out of their quarters with weapons in hand. This was in the capital of Zhao! Were they rebelling or what!? When they saw a person dressed like a general walk through the main gate, completely ignoring the sharp spears and halberds, they all joined in to block him but soon found themselves forced to retreat.
The head jailer, hearing the chaos in the courtyard, could only curse as he ran out to see what was going on. When he saw who had arrived, he nearly choked on a breath of cold air. He quickly retreated and went back to find the official from Prison City who was still warming himself by the fire. "Lord Zhao... Lord... Lord! Something... something is wrong! Zhao... Zhao... Zhao...!"
Sitting by the fire was Zhao Weicheng, who had just been assigned to Prison City Camp for only two months. Hearing this stuttering, he felt no surprise at all because this jailer had always been a stutterer since childhood. After listening for a while without understanding what was being said, he couldn't help but feel anxious for him. "I say, Tang Si! If you go to meet our king like this, stuttering so much, he'll just slap you out of Handan City!"
Tang Si, also known as Tang Si, was respected by the guards as Fourth Master due to his seniority in Prison City. Hearing Zhao Weicheng joke about him, he dared not get angry. The higher-ranking official could easily crush him; he could only silently curse in his heart. He knew that the more anxious he became, the less he could articulate his thoughts. Gritting his teeth and steadying himself, he suddenly shouted:
"Outside—Prison Break! The... the general..."
Zhao Weicheng didn't know who that general was, but he clearly heard "Prison Break." Upon hearing this, he nearly toppled from his seat. Adjusting his slightly askew hat, he asked, "Who... who plans to raid... the prison!?"
Jailer Tang Si picked up the sword on the table with a mournful expression and explained, "It's... it's Zhao Kuo! We... we need to quickly find... find some troops to come over!?"
Upon hearing the name of the intruder, Zhao Weicheng suddenly felt a wave of relief wash over him. He gestured for Tang Si to put down the sword and angrily said, "Nonsense! What troops are you looking for!? He is the army! And as for 'Prison Break,' does General Zhao intend to surrender to Qin State now!?"
Tang Si dared not waste any more time; after all, it had taken him quite a while just to explain what was happening outside. He urged Zhao Weicheng to go out and take a look; those fully armed soldiers had already charged into the courtyard.
If we were to discuss seniority, Zhao Kuo was actually Zhao Weicheng's uncle. Although they shared the same surname Zhao, his relationship with King Zhao was not as close as that of Zhao Kuo. The outside world knew that Zhao Kuo had high connections; he was not only King Zhao's cousin but also a childhood friend. With such rebellious ties, how could one think of rebelling against their own family!?
Zhao Weicheng naturally understood this relationship and realized that it would be impossible not to go out when things were getting too noisy outside. If someone carelessly harmed this esteemed cousin of the king, no one in Prison City Camp would survive! He hurriedly signaled Tang Si to follow him and pushed open the door while shouting loudly, "What the hell are you all making such a racket for!?"
In the courtyard, more than twenty prison guards formed a semicircle holding Short Spears. At the center of this semicircle stood Zhao Kuo, who had just entered the yard. Hearing shouts from behind the crowd, he paused to wait for the speaker to appear.
Zhao Weicheng, who was only 1.65 meters tall and did not resemble the Zhao people at all, hurriedly pushed through the crowd to confirm the identity of the newcomer. When he saw that the general stepping out from the crowd was indeed Zhao Kuo, he quickly ordered the guards to lower their weapons. Kneeling in respect with a beaming smile, he asked, "Greetings, Uncle General! What brings you to this filthy place today? Be careful not to dirty your boots."
The Zhao family is the largest clan in Handan City, with very few granted surnames. The general who rushed in also bore the surname Zhao. The prison head, Tang Si, was momentarily unsure of their exact relationship, so he had been cautious in his previous response; otherwise, he would have already cursed in front of Zhao Weicheng. Now seeing that their relationship was indeed close, he felt a sense of relief. With the highest officer in Prison City Camp bowing down, he quickly signaled for the guards to kneel and pay their respects as well.
Zhao Kuo naturally recognized his nephew. Although there was a difference in seniority, their ages were quite similar. He bent down to help Zhao Weicheng up and then gestured for the guards to stand. "So it's Weicheng! I'm here to ask you if Li Mu is being held here."
"Li Mu..."
Zhao Weicheng struggled to recall anyone by that name when his uncle mentioned it. He turned to Tang Si standing behind him and asked, "Fourth Master! Is there such a person here?"
Tang Si immediately confirmed that there was indeed a person named Li Mu. He used to be under General Sima Shang of the Charioteer Camp and belonged to Zhao's Cavalry Unit. His crime was reported last year during the construction of defense works at Dan Shui River for embezzlement and corruption, which led to numerous shoddy projects on the front lines. This placed responsibility for the army's retreat to Taihang Mountain squarely on him.
"That's simply nonsense!" Sima Shang, following Zhao Kuo, could not contain his anger upon hearing this. "The reasons for our army's retreat are more complex; how can you pin such a serious crime on Li Mu? Is there no justice left? Is there no law?"
It is rare for military personnel to be imprisoned in Prison City Camp, especially someone as low-ranking as a mere soldier. This rarity made Zhao Weicheng pay particular attention to this individual. Hearing Tang Si's reminder now made him recall that there indeed was such a person in prison.
Since Li Mu belonged to the Charioteer Camp, he was naturally part of Zhao Kuo's forces. Realizing this, Zhao Weicheng quickly admitted that Li Mu was indeed locked up in prison. However, there had been strict orders prohibiting Li Mu from contacting anyone unrelated. If it weren't for being preoccupied with some Selection event recently, they would have had time to resolve this case earlier. By now, Li Mu would have either lost his head or faced extermination of his entire clan.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Kuo let out a heavy sigh. The reason he rushed over was precisely to save Li Mu. Last night he received an unsigned letter stating that Li Mu was innocent and wrongfully accused. Someone wanted him dead to cover up another's negligence. If General Zhao turned a blind eye to this matter, it would surely dishearten all Zhao soldiers!
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