I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 336 - 256: Persuasion to Surrender

In the distance, a man in golden armor on horseback, alongside a leather-armored soldier carrying the Wei Army’s banner, emerged from the Wei Country’s army, slowly approaching Gu Lan.

"Why is Lu Jian being such a coward," Gu Lan estimated the distance, then looked at the endless Wei Army, grumbling unhappily while riding on Hong’s back, "Do you think, if we both strike at the same time, what’s the chance of killing Lu Jian in one blow?"

Beside her, carrying the banner, was her guard, Wei Chengyuan.

He followed closely beside Hong, wearing a black helmet, his entire face hidden in shadow, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

Hearing Gu Lan’s question, Wei Chengyuan looked up at the approaching figures, thought for a moment, and said:

"The guard carrying the banner beside Lu Jian, I’ve seen him before at Dingbei Pass, a Qiangrong named Gesang. Although he has good martial arts skills, he wouldn’t be able to beat me. If Lanlan and I strike together, there’s a seventy percent chance we could injure them, and a sixty percent chance we could kill Lu Jian."

Sixty percent chance, not bad, Gu Lan suddenly felt a bit tempted: "Then, after that, can we still come back alive?"

Wei Chengyuan said happily, "We could die together, Lanlan."

Gu Lan immediately lost interest: "...No need."

The two large banners overlapped in front of the city gates. Gu Lan stopped her horse and could then see what Lu Jian looked like.

The man before her seemed no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, wearing the same golden armor and helmet as Wei Junzhuo, with sharp, angular features. A golden heavy halberd hung at his waist, and his brown eyes gleamed with a chilling light, making him appear very sharp.

Gu Lan thought Lu Jian would notice Wei Chengyuan’s appearance next to him, but surprisingly, this man stared fixedly at her the entire time, his eyes not wavering an inch.

Perhaps it was because Wei Chengyuan wore a helmet and deliberately suppressed his presence, turning himself into a transparent person.

The banner-bearer in leather armor beside him was Gesang, a former subordinate of Jiang Qu.

Gesang betrayed Jiang Qu, defecting to Wei Country with light cavalry. Now, before leaving, Wei Junzhuo entrusted all those light cavalry to Lu Jian.

"Are you Gu Lan?"

Lu Jian coldly spoke. His voice had a sandpaper-like texture, which felt somewhat familiar to Gu Lan.

It felt familiar because the voice was much like Wei Junzhuo’s, yet it carried a few deliberate imitations, with a tone hinting of disdain and inquiry toward her.

But Wei Junzhuo would never reveal his emotions in a single sentence.

Maybe Lu Jian wasn’t handsome enough, always giving her the feeling of someone trying too hard to mimic a master.

"Otherwise, who am I? What business does General Lu have to insist on meeting me here at the front like your master?" Gu Lan straightforwardly asked.

Lu Jian snorted coldly: "The Pingnan General even investigated the relationship between this General and my master, quite thorough indeed."

In the army, few knew he was Wei Junzhuo’s disciple. When they first met, he was just a teenager, admirably calling Wei Junzhuo big brother, but Wei Junzhuo had said he didn’t take brothers, only disciples.

From then on, Wei Junzhuo became the man Lu Jian admired most, so in every move, he strived to emulate Wei Junzhuo.

Hearing Lu Jian refer to himself as "this General," just like Wei Junzhuo, Gu Lan felt a shiver of goosebumps, realizing the man before her was likely a die-hard fan of Wei Junzhuo.

"So do you have any business with me? If not, I’ll head back."

Lu Jian’s eyes darkened as he said, "I joined the army at thirteen, and the person I admired most wasn’t your Yan Country’s Prince Rui but the former Pingnan Marquis Xiao Jing. Now that you, a youngster, have inherited his title, you might be talented for your age, but compared to the Pingnan Marquis, you’re not qualified yet."

Gu Lan replied, "I don’t know if I’m qualified compared to the Pingnan Marquis, but I do know if you compare yourself to Wei Junzhuo, it’s worlds apart."

She couldn’t understand why Lu Jian would risk meeting her at the front just to tell her she’s undeserving of being called Pingnan General.

Her words made the man’s forehead visibly twitch.

Lu Jian gritted his teeth, suppressing his anger, his lips barely curving into a cold smile: "Indeed, a glib-tongued youth."

He looked past Gu Lan at the Yan Army behind her and spoke:

"This General admits, your Yan warriors are formidable, fighting fiercely. The heavy armor of the Pingnan Army is hard to breach, and the cavalry of the Dingyuan Army is indeed impressive, but Gu Lan, you must understand, you have no reinforcements. The Pingnan Army of old is long gone, and with the infantry you’ve fortified for so long, does Yan City even have twenty thousand soldiers?

Or are you thinking of rallying the civilians to defend the city?

Or does the Young Master believe your Dingyuan Army from the Northern Territory can ride miles to meet me here in a life-and-death battle?"

Lu Jian even found it laughable himself.

How could the Dingyuan Army appear here?

He already knew of the past incident, where this young man allegedly, with just a hundred cavalry, staged an empty city ruse to rescue their Prince Rui.

This act further justified that the Dingyuan Army would not appear in the Southern Border.

However, Wei Junzhuo had once instructed him to be extremely cautious when dealing with the Yan people as they were fond of creating the impossible.

Gu Lan, looking at Lu Jian, with sharp eyes, gently countered: "General Lu, do you truly believe it’s impossible?"

Lu Jian felt a tremor throughout, his pupils dilating momentarily, breaking into a cold sweat at Gu Lan’s words.

Young Master Gu suddenly laughed, an unrestrained, wanton laugh, very wicked, vivid like peach blossoms blooming amidst a spring breeze, dazzlingly bright and enchanting.

Lu Jian quickly realized Gu Lan was trying to scare him.

"Gu Lan, your force of twenty thousand weakened soldiers faces my hundred thousand strong army with no chance of victory. Why not open the city gates and surrender? This General can spare your life and ensure the safety of Yan City’s people. Otherwise, when Yan City falls, this General will order a massacre, and by then, you’ll be the sinner of Yan Country!" Lu Jian clenched his fists, speaking in a deep voice.

Gu Lan recalled the information she had gathered about Lu Jian.

This man indeed had a history of slaughtering cities. During the defeat of Yan Country in Yan City, he had led an army to massacre several cities resisting him.

His bravery in battle and status as Wei Junzhuo’s disciple meant he faced no punishment after the massacre.

Gu Lan’s gaze darkened as she said, "So General Lu came to see me to persuade surrender. Then tell me, if I open the city and surrender, what benefits can Wei Country offer?"

Lu Jian said, "You are so young, Young Master. In the future, in Wei Country, a new Chapter awaits. If you surrender, our Great Wei can build altars and appoint you as a general, giving you ample opportunities to showcase your talents. You might even rise to become a person like the Great General someday, who knows."

Gu Lan scoffed, smiling as she asked in return:

"I am the Heir of Duke Dingyuan, the future Dingyuan Marquis. Why would I abandon my rightful title as a Marquis to become a traitor?"