While the war in the Soong Clan's north was still going on, an off-road vehicle was speeding toward the Central Plains. The sky was high and blue, and the yellow soil stretched as far as the eye could see. The smoke and dust behind the vehicle was like a long meteor's tail.
It was as though they were far away from the turmoil of war here.
However, the vehicle did not take the main road. Instead, it suddenly took a turn at a certain place and drove into the long mountain range.
The young man in the vehicle deliberately parked the off-road vehicle in an extremely remote place. Then he got out of the vehicle and removed all of the luggage from the vehicle before pushing the vehicle into a ravine.
He probably did this to prevent anyone from discovering his whereabouts. The young man was extremely cautious in hiding his tracks. In fact, he even planned to cross the mountains to avoid something.
The young man carried his backpack on his back. There was enough water and food in it for him to walk all the way to the Central Plains.
Suddenly, the young man looked back at his homeland with a hint of nostalgia and hatred on his face. He would return here one day.
But when he turned around, someone on a hill in the direction of the mountain range said to him with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
The young man turned pale with fright. He turned around and drew the pistol at his waist, wanting to shoot. He looked like a frightened bird.
But just as he turned around, the person sitting on the hill behind him chuckled and snapped his fingers. The young man's expression immediately froze.
"Let's play a game." Li Shentan said with a smile, "This game is called 'I'll ask, and you'll answer'. What's your name?"
"Zong Cheng, Zong Xiang," the young man replied.
Li Shentan was taken aback. "Why do you have two names? And Zong Cheng doesn't look like you, does he?"
"I used to be called Zong Xiang, but now I'm called Zong Cheng." The young man replied, "I used my superpower to plant a seed in Zong Xiang and turned him into a puppet."
Li Shentan was surprised. Even he did not expect Zong Cheng to have such an ability. Wouldn't that mean that as long as Zong Cheng planted a seed in someone else, they would be able to live forever?
Moreover, the people from the Soong Clan probably had never discovered this before.
Within the Soong Clan, Zong Cheng and Zong Xiang were also competitors. After all, there was only one Clan Head. There would always be failures and successes.
Zong Cheng and Zong Xiang both belonged to the first branch. Previously, there were people from the third and fourth branches who wanted to sow discord between the two of them. However, they didn't expect that Zong Cheng had already controlled Zong Xiang.
Moreover, Zong Xiang lived like a normal person in the Soong Clan, and no one noticed.
This ability was a little too strange. If the leaders of other organizations were controlled by Zong Cheng, wouldn't they be easily overthrown by him?
Although the number of people that Zong Cheng could control was a little small, there were other changes in this ability. This was something that Li Shentan did not expect.
Li Shentan asked, "Do you have any other seeds? Is it the same for everyone you control? "
"No." Zong Xiang said, "There are very few seeds. Only by controlling a fixed group of people over a long period of time can I absorb their mental strength to form a seed. There's still one seed left, but I haven't had the time to use it yet."
"That's good." Li Shentan laughed. "It's such a shame that someone like you has a similar ability."
At this point, a look of anger and struggle flashed across Zong Xiang's face. It was as though he was about to snap out of it. But before he could react, he was suppressed by Li Shentan again.
Li Shentan's power seemed to naturally restrain a supernatural being who could control people like Zong Cheng.
Li Shentan asked some more about the Soong Clan's war. For example, the Soong Clan was already in danger and no longer had the ability to fight against Fortress 178.
Another example was when the 131st Brigade made a huge blunder after entering Stronghold 146.
Li Shentan smiled helplessly and said, "Not only did I not help, but I even nearly made things worse? But it sounds quite interesting …. "
For a person like Li Shentan, interesting was the meaning of his life.
"Alright." Li Shentan thought for a moment and said, "That's all for questioning. You can take your own life now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Xiang's expression contorted. It seemed like he was alternating between indignation and anger. Li Shentan sighed. "It looks like I'm still not strong enough. I can't even make a supernatural being choose between life and death."
With that, Li Shentan picked up a pebble and pierced it through Zong Xiang's forehead. Only then was Zong Cheng truly dead.
Next to him, Si Liren was not surprised to see Zong Xiang's corpse. "Brother Shentan, where are we going now? To Fortress 178? "
"No." Li Shentan shook his head. "I think Ren Xiaosu will probably leave Fortress 178's troops soon. That's not where he wants to go, at least not now."
"Then where are we going?"
"Let's go do something more interesting." Li Shentan said with a smile. He looked at the box on Si Liren's back and teased, "Back then, a certain someone said you were a carrying pole, but I didn't believe it."
Si Liren wrinkled her nose. "I'm not a carrying pole. Don't call me a carrying pole."
"Alright, carrying pole."
Li Shentan turned around and walked back to the Central Plains. Nonsense was nowhere to be found.
…
The battle in the north was still going on. When Zong Ying, the commander of the Soong Clan's frontline, found out that something had happened in Stronghold 146, he immediately summoned all of the Soong Clan's frontline commanders for a meeting.
But as soon as those commanders entered the command center, they were immediately restrained. Then Zong Ying arranged for his trusted subordinates to start incorporating them into the army.
Zong Ying had the most troops under his command among these commanders. The other commanders did not expect Zong Ying to be so decisive and ruthless. He actually took control of them immediately after the incident at Stronghold 146.
Zong Ying said to these people, "Now that the Soong Clan is facing a crisis, we need to unite."
The so-called unity meant that they had to follow Zong Ying's lead. Now that everyone was under his control, they had no choice but to unite.
The Soong Clan commanders looked at one another. They did not expect Zong Ying to bare his fangs when more than half of the Soong Clan's higher-ups had been killed or injured.
However, one of the commanders could not understand. "But now that we've lost the battle, even if you, Zong Ying, take control of all of the frontline troops, you still can't defeat Fortress 178, right?"
"We're heading north." Zong Ying said, "We have to continue marching north of Stronghold 146. We can't stay here any longer. We have to recuperate in the north and wait for an opportunity to make a comeback."
The commanders were shocked. Was Zong Ying planning to lead everyone to the Northern Plains? Was he going to completely abandon everything they had now?
Not only that, Zong Ying was also planning to lead these frontline troops all the way north to plunder and turn all of the Soong Clan's strongholds into ruins. He would then take away everything of value in the strongholds.
As for what would happen to the stronghold residents after that, that was something that Fortress 178 should consider.
"How can we shake off Fortress 178's pursuit?" someone asked.
"Zong Xing will naturally help me fend them off. We'll reach Fuzhi Bridge 170 kilometers further north. After we cross the bridge, we'll blow it up. That should give us enough time to retreat. It'll take Fortress 178 a few days to build a pontoon bridge after all," Zong Ying said.
Zong Xing was one of the few veteran commanders in the Soong Clan. When everyone was thinking of retreating, Zong Xing still held his ground and fought for every inch of territory.
Everyone usually did not like this veteran commander, and he did not like this group of young commanders either. He always felt that these young commanders had too little of a sense of belonging to the clan.
But Zong Ying's words had already determined Zong Xing's fate.
Zong Ying looked at the Soong Clan commanders and said with a smile, "There will always be sacrifices in war. Of course, it's the sacrifices of others."
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