"It's you! … "
Dusong Mangpoje's expression chilled as he stared at that elegant white-clothed figure. This was the only thought left in his mind.
Dusong Mangpoje knew who this person was. In the capital of the Tang Dynasty, this person was undoubtedly the leader of the Confucian school.
Even in the capital of the Tang Dynasty, this person was an influential figure.
Although he was not a Great General, his influence was not one bit inferior to a Great General of the Central Plains like Geshu Han. He could only win, not fall behind.
Dusong Mangpoje had never imagined that the Tang Dynasty would send such a person to kill him.
"Haha, it's me!"
This person's face was like jade, and despite the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he seemed to be in his fifties or sixties, but his appearance was that of a man in his thirties or forties.
A long sword hung from his waist, and a bell hung from it. The bells fluttered in the wind and clashed against the silver scabbard, producing a clear and melodious sound.
Dusong Mangpoje felt like he was facing a powerful foe, and he was a gentle and frail man.
"The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty truly thinks highly of me!"
Dusong Mangpoje solemnly said as he looked at the newcomer.
"Haha, Great General has shown such sincerity to travel such a great distance to the capital. No matter what, we must properly entertain you. Ten years ago, Great General traveled incognito. This Li came in a hurry and did not have the time to entertain you. This time, no matter what, we must sit down and drink with General. "
The white-clothed middle-aged man with a sword hanging on his waist said as he slowly walked forward. The leaves, the tips of the grass, and the needle-like sword intent that pierced through the air became even more formidable.
This feeling of having a dagger pressed against their backs made all the Ouzan cavalry, including the First Prince, feel uneasy, their hair standing on end.
The Ouzan did not fear the bloody charge of the battlefield. However, the scene in front of them had clearly exceeded the scope of an ordinary battlefield.
"You've come for me. Can you let them go?"
Dusong Mangpoje knew that no matter what, it would be difficult to resolve this matter peacefully. Right now, he only hoped that he could attract the attention of the person in front of him so that the others could have a way out.
"Hehe, I'm fine with it. However, whether or not they could escape with their lives depended on themselves. After all, I'm not the only one here today! "
The middle-aged man in white said with a profound tone. He did not even look at the First Prince and his men, as if the Ouzan cavalry were just some small fries.
For a moment, all the Ouzan cavalrymen felt humiliated, but at the same time, they felt relieved.
— — This Zai was too powerful, so powerful that they couldn't even muster the will to resist. The gap between the two sides was simply incalculable.
"Understood. What are you waiting for?"
"Hua!"
Everyone understood and quickly dispersed in all directions. Even the First Prince of Ouzan was panicking. More than a dozen people split into more than a dozen directions, panicking like stray dogs. In just a short while, they disappeared into the dense forest.
Just as Dusong Mangpoje had ordered, not a single one of the ten-some cavalrymen chose the smooth path.
Dusong Mangpoje remained motionless until the First Prince and his men were far away. Only then did he turn to the leader of the Tang Dynasty's Confucian school.
"Come!"
Dusong Mangpoje said to the other side. Everything was unavoidable, and now, he had stepped forward.
"Haha, as General wishes …"
The dangerous and terrifying middle-aged man faintly smiled, and then, under Dusong Mangpoje's gaze, he stepped forward with a silver boot.
"Boom!"
A moment later, a huge tornado-like light pillar suddenly rose into the sky with a loud rumble. The bright light mixed with the sounds of dragons and elephants turned the sky into day.
And when the destructive energy contained in this pillar of light was released, all the trees in a radius of ten-some li were instantly turned to ash …
This was a heaven-shaking battle!
… …
Wang Chong learned of this news two days later.
A diplomatic mission from the Ouzan Empire was returning from the Tang Dynasty to the Ouzan. When it passed through Longxi and entered the border, it was suddenly attacked by a Turkic force. Other than the Ouzan First Prince and a few Ouzan warriors, no one else was able to escape.
The Tang Dynasty expressed its deep apologies for this matter. In addition, it stated that although the First Prince and his men had not been attacked in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, it would strengthen its efforts to exterminate the Turkic forces that had infiltrated the border.
As for the person that Wang Chong was most concerned about, Ouzan Great General Dusong Mangpoje, no one in the Tang Dynasty, from the Imperial Court to the common people, talked about him. It was like this Ouzan Great General had never appeared.
And this was indeed the case!
Dusong Mangpoje's name was not on the list of the Ouzan Empire's diplomatic mission. He had been replaced by some obscure Ouzan soldier!
Since he had 'never come', how could he talk about it?
When Wang Chong heard the news from The Eagle, he couldn't help but laugh. There were still many capable people in the Imperial Court who knew how to play these games.
Thus, politics was always the dirtiest game, no matter where it was.
However, Wang Chong had asked around and used the influence of his clan to find out a little information on Dusong Mangpoje.
Dusong Mangpoje had succeeded in escaping, but he had been heavily injured!
Given his injuries, it would be a very long time before the border between the Tang Dynasty and the Ouzan Empire would see this influential Great General of the Ouzan Empire!
"What a pity! Even so, he still managed to escape!"
In the pavilion of Deflecting Blade Manor, Wang Chong sat on the ground, slamming the letter in his hand onto the table, a look of regret on his face.
Dusong Mangpoje had only been heavily injured after his identity had been exposed. This was completely different from what Wang Chong had expected.
If this Ouzan Great General could die in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Chong might be able to obtain a reward of energy points that could change his fate.
But Wang Chong was also well aware that Dusong Mangpoje was on the same level as Geshu Han, Fomonlința, Gao Xianzhi, and Zhang Shougui.
It wasn't too difficult for such a person to heavily injure them, but killing them was no easy task.
After all, the strength of an Imperial Great General could not be underestimated. Moreover, if they wanted to escape, it would not be easy to stop them.
But no matter what, without the presence of a powerful figure like the Ouzan, the western border of the empire would be much more peaceful.
The pressure on Geshu Han would also lessen.
In this aspect, Wang Chong had inadvertently helped Geshu Han greatly.
Forget it. Heavily injuring him is already pretty good. If I really want to kill him, I'll have to do it on the real battlefield!
As these thoughts ran through his mind, Wang Chong quickly calmed down. Dipping his pen in ink, he began to write again.
'Bright Wheel Scripture' …
After writing down this name on the first line, Wang Chong's mind began to swiftly recall it, and then these memories transformed into a scripture that fell onto the paper.
Transcribing the techniques and scriptures in his memory!
In truth, Deflecting Blade Manor already had a few of Wang Chong's transcriptions, but these were far from enough. What Wang Chong needed to do was establish a 'scripture repository' unique to Deflecting Blade Manor.
Only in this way could Deflecting Blade Manor be complete, and only in this way could Wang Chong establish a complete set of advantages. Furthermore, even when Wang Chong was no longer around, Deflecting Blade Manor would still be able to continuously absorb talents and provide them to the empire.
With Wang Chong's foresight, experience, and fighting prowess, as well as the massive pool of students and strength within reach of the Kunwu Training Camp, not only would those who joined Deflecting Blade Manor be able to learn the art of war and cultivate in the spirit vein, they would also be able to learn a large number of cultivation techniques that couldn't be easily learned elsewhere.
Furthermore, Deflecting Blade Manor spanned across the Three Great Training Camps, and the network of connections it had slowly built up would also be able to swiftly send the talents of Deflecting Blade Manor to their respective specialties.
Only by making full use of these resources would he be able to swiftly rewrite the history of the Tang Dynasty's gradual decline and shake up the entire structure of the Central Plains.
The strength of a single person was simply too weak. Only by gathering the strength of everyone could he rewrite an era and rewrite the fate of the empire.
Although Deflecting Blade Manor was small, to Wang Chong, it was the fulcrum where he could gather the strength of everyone and rewrite the fate of an era.
Tossing aside a book that could calm one's mind and subdue one's inner demons, Wang Chong beckoned The Eagle over.
"Take these books and bring them to the underground Scripture Cavern!"
The Scripture Pavilion hadn't been completed yet, and Deflecting Blade Manor didn't have the ability to protect itself. For the time being, they could only be stored in the underground cavern of Deflecting Blade Manor.
"But gongzi …"
The Eagle, who had always been obedient to Wang Chong, unexpectedly stopped in his tracks, showing no intention of obeying Wang Chong.
"That person is currently in the Scripture Cavern. Isn't this a little inconvenient?"
"Haha, isn't that even better? With him around, there won't be any worries in the Scripture Cavern. Isn't that even better? "
Wang Chong raised his head and faintly smiled.
Wang Chong knew who The Eagle was referring to. The only person who dared to barge into his Deflecting Blade Manor, completely disregarding his fate, and the only one who dared to make others angry was the future Invincible Great General Li Siye.
A few days ago, when Li Siye came to look for Wang Chong, he had inadvertently barged into the underground cavern. Initially, Li Siye had been disdainful of the scriptures written by Wang Chong.
How formidable could the scriptures written by a brat who was still wet behind his ears be? But after flipping through a few of the scriptures, Li Siye's attitude changed completely.
From then on, Li Siye stayed in the cavern.
He was a courageous and loyal official, but he was also a martial maniac who viewed martial arts as his own life. Wang Chong was well aware of this, so he lifted the ban. Not only did he allow Li Siye to stay in the cavern to flip through all of his scriptures, he even sent him three meals a day so that he could focus on reading through the books.
In truth, Li Siye could now be considered half a guardian of Wang Chong's scriptures.
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