Naturally Wei Feng was not going to lay down his weapons.

Once he put up his hands and was taken, he could only be carved up as Ning Chen pleased.

"General Yuan, to accuse us of dealing with the enemy and betraying the country on the strength of one slip of paper is far too arbitrary, isn't it?"

Yuan Long said heavily, "Put up your hands and be taken. My lord marquis will question you himself, and if you are truly wronged my lord marquis will give you back your clean name."

Wei Feng said, "It is not that I do not trust my lord marquis. A great battle is upon us, and arresting us now would certainly throw the will of the army into confusion... I ask General Yuan to go back and tell my lord marquis that when we are back at the frontier I will come to his door and confess my fault."

Yuan Long gave a cold snort. "Throw the will of the army into confusion — doesn't General Wei think a little too much of himself?"

"With my lord marquis here, the will of the army cannot be shaken."

Wei Feng laughed coldly. "General Yuan, if we are to put up our hands and be taken, we will have to see whether my Wei Family Army agrees to it."

Wei Feng raised a hand and swept it out, and the five thousand men and horses under him all rose to their feet, swords out and bows drawn.

Yuan Long's eyes were cold. "The Wei Family Army? It seems General Wei takes the Great Xuan's soldiers for his own private troops."

Wei Feng was pleased enough with himself. "General Yuan mistakes me. It is only that this general has led them to victory after victory in the fighting with Nanyue, and the officers and men hold him in affection for it."

"Justice lives in men's hearts. Everybody knows I am wronged."

Yuan Long's face was hard, and his eyes swept over those five thousand men.

"Do you mean to disobey my lord marquis's military order?"

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