"King of Foreign Lands! I, An Yaluoshan, cannot exist under the same sky as you! One day, I will tear your corpse into ten thousand pieces as an offering to Ashina's soul in heaven! "
The Hu leader's eyes exploded with rage and hatred. This was none other than An Yaluoshan, who had met with Wang Chong once in the capital, had been pursued by Wang Chong, and had even killed his sworn brother, Ashina Sugan, at the hands of Wang Chong. Gathered around him were the generals of the Andong Protectorate army.
In terms of appearance, each of these generals had the strong characteristics of the Hu. And each of these people had incredibly powerful cultivations, and none of them were lower than Tier 8 of the Imperial Martial realm. Moreover, these people exuded a thick killing intent, the stench of blood that came from those who had risked their lives in mountains of corpses and seas of blood. From this, one could see that these people had extremely high statuses in the Andong Protectorate army.
And all of these people had gathered around An Yaluoshan, following his orders.
"An Yaluoshan, now is not the time to be angry. The King of Foreign Lands is like the noon sun, and not even the Confucians can deal with him. We originally planned to use the Confucians to deal with 'that person', but he ruined all of our plans. If this continues, as long as the King of Foreign Lands remains in the Imperial Court, we won't be able to deal with him! "
A voice suddenly resounded from the mountain, and with this voice, there was a thump as a silver-white war boot stepped out. In the blink of an eye, a Hu man with a blazing aura appeared in front of An Yaluoshan. From the energy he exuded, this person was at least at the Saint Martial realm, and he had reached an extremely high level.
"That's right! The appearance of the King of Foreign Lands among the Tang people is definitely not a good thing. I have a feeling that he will definitely be a powerful foe in the future! "
At this moment, a second Hu general stepped forward, his aura even more powerful than that of the first Hu. "You're right!" Another voice rang out as another Hu general stepped forward.
The winds howled, and everyone stared at An Yaluoshan in the center of the mountain in a deathly stillness.
The Gou Chen Star in the heavens, the King of Foreign Lands on the earth!
There was a saying in the Central Divine Prefecture that the 'North Star' was the lord of all stars. It resided at the side of the Emperor Star, Violet Star, and assisted the Emperor Star. It was the master of war and slaughter. And in the Central Plains, Wang Chong's reputation was like the noon sun, far surpassing Geshu Han, An Sishun, Duwusili, Abu Muslim, and all the other top-class Great Generals.
Now that the Arab Governor of War, Qutaybah, had been killed by Wang Chong, Wang Chong was being hailed as the number one War God of the west and east! His status was even higher than that of all the generals.
Although there were many people who were privately unconvinced, in terms of military record, Wang Chong had won three battles in a short period of time: the southwest, Talas, and Khorasan. He had vanquished more than one million enemies, a feat that few people in the world could compare to.
Even for them, they were also quite fearful.
"This is not the time to talk about this!"
An Yaluoshan's eyes were bloodshot as he firmly declared. His gaze quickly turned to the two figures to his right.
"Zhao Kan, Baizhen Tuoluo, you can no longer remain in Youzhou! Our plan has failed, and 'that person' will soon send someone over. I've already taken care of the Xi and Khitans. You should immediately escape! "
In an instant, the surroundings quietened down. Everyone turned to look at the two figures.
One of them was dressed in a white robe, and his eyebrows and beard were all white, an extremely rare sight even among the Hu. The other person had a name that sounded like a Han and seemed like it, but if one looked carefully, one would notice that his forehead had the strong characteristics of a Hu. He was clearly a mix of Hu and Han.
These two were both high-ranking generals under Zhang Shougui's command. But no one could have imagined that in the battle of the Huang River not long ago, these two had used Zhang Shougui's orders to force Zhang Shougui's old subordinate, Pinglu Commander Wu Zhiyi, to attack the Xi and Khitans. At the same time, they had leaked the information and the route of the army to the Xi, Khitans, and Eastern Turks, ultimately leading to this defeat.
"Understood!"
The two nodded and replied in unison.
Whether it was the defeat at the Huang River or the failure of the plot against Zhang Shougui in the Imperial Court, someone had to take responsibility and draw out Zhang Shougui's anger. And this was something that ordinary soldiers could not do at all.
Gallop! Gallop! Gallop! Zhao Kan and Baizhen Tuoluo quickly mounted their warhorses and left.
Not long after they left, rumbling sounds could be heard as the earth trembled. Countless Youzhou Iron Cavalry were charging towards them.
… …
The eighth day of the fourth month, Buddha's birthday, was a fine and sunny day.
At the end of the Sui and the beginning of the Tang, when Emperor Taizong was still a prince and his reputation was not that great, he had eighteen senior Buddhist monks at his side, helping him repeatedly avert calamities in his early days and finally succeed in his empire. After Emperor Taizong succeeded to the throne, he remembered this kindness and returned the favor by allowing Buddhism to spread throughout the Tang dynasty.
Thus, even though Arloja and Aroyo, two Sindhi Buddhist monks who could not speak the same language, could still beg for alms in the capital of the Tang dynasty without worrying about filling their stomachs.
Even now, Buddha's birthday had a great influence on the common people. On this day, there would be many commoners who would go to the nearby monasteries and monasteries to bathe and offer flowers. There would be a parade of Buddha statues on the streets. At night, there would be a lively lantern show. Men and women in love would make a wish on the upper reaches of the river. Then, they would release hundreds and thousands of lotus lanterns to float along the river. Scholars, talents, and literary men would also be in high spirits at this moment. They would go to various restaurants and tea parties to compose poems and lyrics together.
"The Eagle, Zhang Que, today is Buddha's birthday. Let's go out for a stroll!"
In the morning, the door to the study opened, and Wang Chong walked out after taking a bath and changing his clothes.
Today, Wang Chong was not wearing the crimson imperial robe that represented his status, nor was he dressed in military attire. Instead, he was wearing an azure robe. His long hair, black and translucent, was tied up with a single hairband. He looked casual and natural, exuding a scholarly aura that was rarely seen on him. The Wang Clan was a clan of ministers and generals. When on horseback, they could pacify the four seas, and when off horseback, they could govern the world.
As a descendant of the Wang Clan, Wang Chong had inherited his grandfather Duke Jiu's temperament.
After changing into a new set of robes, Wang Chong appeared calm and elegant, like a bamboo tree or a pine tree. Looking at him, the maids couldn't help but blush and fall into a daze.
"Milord, the carriage is ready!"
Seeing Wang Chong, Xu Keyi quickly stepped forward and bowed his head.
"Mm."
Wang Chong nodded, his expression calm as he leisurely walked to the door. A carriage was quietly waiting there. Wang Chong parted the curtain and saw a beautiful woman dressed in a white dress, a smile on her lips as she sat in the carriage. It seemed like she had been waiting for him for a long time. The sight of Wang Chong dressed in casual clothes, his scholarly and tranquil appearance, even the beauty couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.
"Qiqin, are you going as well?"
The first to speak was Wang Chong. As he gazed at the fairy-like Xu Yi-qin in the carriage, a hint of surprise flitted through Wang Chong's eyes. After returning to the capital, perhaps because she had put down her worries and had been carefully nursed back to health, Xu Yi-qin's complexion was much better.
Xu Yi-qin warmly smiled and nodded.
"After waiting for so long, I also want to go and see. What, I'm not welcome? "
"You know that I'll never be able to refuse you."
Wang Chong smiled as he sat down next to Xu Yi-qin.
The carriage set off from the gate of the Wang Clan toward the eastern part of the city.
After passing through many streets, the capital was completely different from the past. The streets were bustling with people, adults with children, singing and dancing in the crowd. The sound of firecrackers and fireworks could be heard throughout the capital. Moreover, on the streets, one could frequently see groups of three to five scholars who flaunted their elegance and recited poems.
"If the two Masters were here, they would definitely be very happy. On this day, they could eat all of Chang'an! "
Xu Yi-qin looked away from the window and smiled at Wang Chong, her expression suffused with the innocence of a young girl.
Although she was called the 'Queen of Logistics' and had helped Wang Chong manage the rear in an orderly manner during the Battle of Talas, even acting as a pillar of stability for the rear, when one cast aside the state she had been in during the war, deep within her heart, Xu Yi-qin was just like any other girl, possessing a naive and unrestrained side.
"You also know?"
The smile on Xu Yi-qin's face made Wang Chong's mood lighten, and even his tone carried a hint of a smile.
"To travel east and west, they have to pass through Qixi. When I was in Qixi, I met them twice and heard them talk about their days in the capital."
Xu Yi-qin couldn't help but chuckle.
Wang Chong silently smiled. Xu Yi-qin was speaking of when Arloja and Arloja had first arrived at the Tang Dynasty. Because of the language barrier, the two of them had starved for two days in the capital. Later on, someone had reminded them, and the two of them had learned to bring two alms bowls with them when they begged for alms. Only now did the people of the capital understand that they had not come to recite scriptures or spread teachings, but to ask for food.
Flapflap!
In this joyous mood, the flapping of wings came from outside the carriage. The Eagle extended his right hand and caught the bird, and then all was quiet. After some time, Xu Keyi's voice rang out in Wang Chong's ear.
"Milord, the Eagle has sent a message. We've found it!"
It was just a simple sentence, but it seemed to have infinite magic power. The carriage immediately fell silent.
Xu Yi-qin froze, and then, as if realizing something, she immediately turned to Wang Chong. But Wang Chong restrained his expression, his eyes half-closed, his face devoid of emotion.
The eighth day of the fourth month was Buddha's birthday, but Wang Chong had not really come to celebrate it. After a long period of probing, Wang Chong had finally gotten close to the core of the truth. Everything was about to come to light. And that person who had been hiding behind the curtains and controlling all the officials of the court, even the Grand Preceptor, King Qi, Li Linfu, and the First Prince, was finally about to reveal himself.
"Let's go!"
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