"It's no wonder the Turks and Goguryeons would collude together, and it's no wonder there are regular Goguryeon soldiers here! If he's involved, everything can be explained. "
Wang Chong frowned, and his expression slowly turned grim.
In the Tang dynasty, King Sosurim was nothing more than a thorn in their side. This night raid wasn't his first operation in the Central Plains, and it wouldn't be his last either.
Wang Chong knew that the other party would do something even greater in the future. To the Tang dynasty, King Sosurim was definitely a threat.
"... I have to find a way to get rid of him!"
Wang Chong said to himself, a hint of killing intent flashing through his eyes.
King Sosurim was an extremely cunning person. The empire had been trying to capture him for quite some time now, but it had never succeeded. Even though the royal court had laid down an inescapable net, King Sosurim still managed to escape successfully and return to the Goguryeo Empire.
His feats could be said to be a legend in the Goguryeo Empire.
But to a member of the Tang dynasty, King Sosurim was an enemy of the empire, and he had to be killed.
King Sosurim's movements were elusive, and it was nigh impossible to track him down. However, this wasn't the case for Wang Chong.
Just that, he was still too weak at the moment, and before he had absolute confidence, Wang Chong didn't dare to make a move recklessly. Otherwise, if he were to alert King Sosurim, it would be even more difficult to capture him.
The night passed peacefully. The corpses on the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise peaks took more than four hours to clean up.
All traces of blood and dirt were removed. It was as if nothing had happened at all. Only the dilapidated palaces that were riddled with holes and the traces of burning houses told of the intense battle that had taken place earlier.
After parting ways with Marchioness Yi and Wei Hao, Wang Chong returned to White Tiger Peak alone.
By the time Wang Chong arrived at White Tiger Peak, it had already regained its peace.
In the darkness, a bunch of bonfires burned on the mountain peak. Waves of low sobbing could be faintly heard in the night, causing Wang Chong to feel extremely sorrowful in his heart.
"Many of these people have never been on a battlefield in their entire lives. They have never seen blood or fought with their bare hands. I'm afraid that many of them will never forget what happened tonight. "
Wang Chong thought to himself.
He had been on the battlefield before. After decades of killing, he was already used to the sight of blood and death. That was why he was able to react so quickly and not panic during this night attack.
But these people were different.
Wang Chong knew that it was already a huge improvement for them to be able to muster the courage to face the Goguryeons head-on.
Although Wang Chong sympathized with him, he didn't say anything. Because Wang Chong knew that the future would only be crueler!
Only by learning to adapt would they be able to survive.
Returning to his room, he saw a familiar figure plucking out the broken arrows on his body. Before Wang Chong could even walk over, he could already smell the pungent stench of blood.
Su Hanshan's body was crimson, as though dripping with blood. His plain robe had been soaked in blood, and it had already been dyed red.
"This fellow!"
Wang Chong's eyebrows shot up as he finally recovered from his daze. Even though he didn't see it personally, Wang Chong could sense that Su Hanshan must have gone through a bloody battle.
"How many people did he kill for his robe to be so red?"
Wang Chong thought.
Su Hanshan had charged out earlier than him and joined the battle earlier than him. But when Wang Chong charged out, he didn't see Su Hanshan's figure on White Tiger Peak.
But the bloody robe on Su Hanshan wouldn't lie.
That person's fighting style was a complete mystery!
"Pu!"
In the room, Su Hanshan only took a glance before retracting his gaze. Su Hanshan grabbed the arrowhead with his right hand and pulled it out forcefully. Pu! Blood spurted out, but Su Hanshan's expression didn't change much. His face only paled slightly, as if this broken arrow had struck someone else.
"This is for you! It'll help with your injuries! "
Wang Chong took out a white recovery pill and tossed it over. However, Su Hanshan flicked his finger, and with a 'pah', the pill accurately bounced back to Wang Chong.
"I don't need it!"
Su Hanshan's expression was cold as he used this method to express his stance.
"You really haven't changed at all!"
Wang Chong chuckled. Keeping the pill, he sat down cross-legged.
He had expended a lot of energy in this battle, and it was time for him to recuperate …
…
"Lord!"
By the time Shenwei, Longwei, and Kunwu Training Camps had calmed down, in a courtyard in the south of the capital, a phantom suddenly appeared. Like specters, black silhouettes began gathering from all directions.
Their bodies were agile, and their speed was on par with the Japanese assassin Miyasame Ayaka by Wang Chong's side. The three black sabers hanging by their waists clearly revealed their identity.
They were a group of Goguryeon assassins.
The residence was silent, and it was pitch-black.
Amidst the chirping of cicadas, a single light was lit in the room to the north. Under the dim light, an inhumanly distorted silhouette could be seen.
A powerful aura emanated from the room through the paper window.
Everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter, not making a sound.
"The mission has failed. Pass down my orders. For the time being, everyone is to hide. Make sure not to attract the attention of the Tang dynasty! "
A hoarse voice came from the room. It was hard to tell if it was a man or a woman.
"Yes!"
Outside the room, everyone nodded without the slightest change in their expressions.
The 'Three Great Training Camps' was a project designated by the Holy Emperor of the Tang dynasty, and it had caught the attention of the entire royal court. Since they dared to ambush the students in the middle of the night, they had to be prepared to die there.
Everyone was already prepared for this, so they weren't surprised.
"Also, I want you all to investigate the Kunwu Training Camp. There's a White Tiger Peak among them, and I want to know the information on all the students on that peak. "
The hoarse voice suddenly changed and issued a new order.
Everyone was slightly surprised. They couldn't understand why the lord would still be interested in a mere White Tiger Peak even though the mission had already ended.
"Yes, lord!"
Even though they were perplexed, they still acknowledged the order.
"Go!"
The moment those words were spoken, all of the Goguryeon assassins in the residence immediately scattered. The light in the room to the north was extinguished with a gust of wind, and the residence was plunged into darkness once more.
"White Tiger Peak … is too bizarre! No matter what, I have to get to the bottom of it! "
An indistinct voice sounded in the darkness, but it soon vanished.
…
Time slowly passed, and the matter regarding the Three Great Training Camps soon spread. The sky had just begun to brighten, and the entire imperial court was like a precise instrument, rumbling as it began to move.
Bureau of Military Personnel, Bureau of Punishments, the military … All of the departments were mobilized, and even the Chamberlain of Dependencies was involved.
The compensation for the dead students of the Three Great Training Camps and the strategy to deal with the Goguryeons and Turks were matters that had to be discussed by the royal court.
However, these were matters that ordinary people would never be able to come into contact with.
This was destined to be a turbulent day!
…
Kunwu Training Camp, White Tiger Peak.
After an unknown period of time, Wang Chong finally awoke from his tranquil state. After a night of cultivation, Wang Chong could clearly feel the Origin Energy in his body recovering to its peak. In fact, even the injuries he suffered in the battle had mostly recovered.
"I'm still too weak! I have to find a way to raise my cultivation as soon as possible! "
Wang Chong thought to himself as he awoke from his stupor and recalled the battle last night.
The WuZi Steel Sword was sharp beyond compare.
But on at least two occasions, Wang Chong's WuZi Steel Sword was blocked. The first time, it was struck by the wolf fang arrow of a Turk master archer, and the second time, it was repelled by the Origin Energy Astral Might of a Goguryeon warrior.
It wasn't that the WuZi Steel Sword wasn't sharp enough, but that the disparity in strength between Wang Chong and the WuZi Steel Sword was too great, and he wasn't able to bring out the full might of the WuZi Steel Sword.
"I have to find some time to cultivate properly."
Wang Chong thought.
"Hmm?"
Just as Zhang Xuan was deep in thought, a bizarre feeling suddenly welled up in his heart. This was a hidden killing intent. If not for the fact that the sun had just risen and everything was still, Wang Chong might not have noticed it.
What surprised Wang Chong the most was that this weak killing intent actually came from his bosom.
"What's going on?"
Wang Chong's eyebrows shot up in astonishment. After a moment of silence, Wang Chong reached into his bosom in the direction he felt.
In the next instant, a cold and hard sensation came from his fingertips.
"This is …"
Wang Chong's entire body froze in shock.
A chess piece!
The source of the killing intent was actually the white chess piece that So Jung-son had given to him in Wang Chong's bosom.
With a thought, Wang Chong quickly took out the object that his fingertip had touched. In the next instant, a translucent white chess piece that seemed to be carved out of jade appeared on Wang Chong's fingertips.
— — It really was the chess piece that So Jung-son had given him!
"What's going on?"
Wang Chong looked at the white chess piece that was the size of a button on his fingertips. He was stunned. After playing chess with So Jung-son, the great war god, for months, Wang Chong was very familiar with the white chess pieces that So Jung-son held.
These were the most common chess pieces. Under normal circumstances, they would not contain any killing intent. Could it be …
In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The scene of him parting ways with So Jung-son reappeared in his mind.
"Fate comes and goes. Fate comes and goes. This white chess piece is my gift to you. Take good care of it. I hope that you will be like this chess piece. No matter what, you will always keep your heart and never forget your original intentions! "
Wang Chong remembered the situation that day clearly. So Jung-son had simply taken a chess piece from the chessboard and handed it to him.
Could it be that he had misunderstood? So Jung-son's so-called "gift" was not what he had imagined, but something else!
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