In the future rebel army, Shi Siming would play an extremely important role. As An Yaluoshan's left and right arms, he had helped resolve many of his problems.
Without him, An Yaluoshan would never have been able to rise so quickly.
An Yaluoshan could not be killed, at least not for the time being. As the future leader of the rebel army, An Yaluoshan was protected by fate. That inexplicable barrier made of the energy of the world was enough to explain the problem.
And Zhang Shougui would never let Wang Chong succeed.
Only Ashina? Whether it was Zhang Shougui, An Yaluoshan, or even the people on his side, if Wang Chong wanted to kill Hasugan, no one would be able to think of it.
But in order to avoid the same fate as An Yaluoshan, Wang Chong had borrowed the hand of The Eagle to kill Hasugan.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Shougui's furious voice resounded in his ears. Without even turning his head, Wang Chong knew that Zhang Shougui's complexion was extremely unsightly.
But Wang Chong no longer cared.
There would come a day when Zhang Shougui would know that Wang Chong was not humiliating him, but helping him.
"It's over!"
Wang Chong raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the dark clouds overhead. The rain was still pouring down, and amidst the dark clouds and lightning, a massive The Eagle unfurled its wings and let out a clear cry as it circled in the sky.
A red ribbon of silk fluttered around the Eagle's leg, an extremely eye-catching sight.
"Boom!"
In a dazzling golden light, a wave of golden Stellar Energy soared into the sky, grabbing at the crowd. An enormous attractive force pulled at them like invisible threads.
"Ah! — "
Zhao Jingdian, Bai Siling, Xu Gan, Huang Qian-er, Zhao Yatong, the Eagle, Wang Chong, Duke of Ye, Elder Zhao, and Li Siye, all two hundred people were instantly dragged off the ground by a terrifying energy, flying like ragdolls toward Zhang Shougui.
Zhang Shougui was enraged!
Ashina? Shu Gan's death had thoroughly aroused the Imperial Protector-General's killing intent.
In that instant, everyone felt a sense of terror that came from the bottom of their hearts.
This was Zhang Shougui's true strength. When he was enraged, whether it was Li Siye, Elder Ye, Elder Zhao, or anyone else, even all of them added together, they were insignificant before him.
"Reckless fools, you're too presumptuous! Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish! — "
Zhang Shougui's cold voice resounded through the heavens.
What imperial censor? What dignity? None of that mattered anymore. Become Ashina? The moment Shu Gan was killed in front of him, Zhang Shougui felt an indescribable rage burn in his heart.
The Imperial Censor's impeachment could not be ignored, but in comparison, the anger in his heart needed to be vented even more.
There was no longer a need for these people to exist.
"Buzz!"
A ball of golden light burned like a raging flame. The terrifying light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire world in a golden color. In front of this storm-like aura, everyone was as insignificant as a speck of dust.
"Lord Protector-General, please stop! — "
Just when Zhang Shougui was prepared to deal the killing blow, a black silhouette shot out like an arrow into the densest part of the golden light.
Bang! Bang!
Two massive booms. The black silhouette had left as quickly as it had arrived, retreating from the depths of the golden light in a flash. But on the other side, the golden light that filled the sky with the power of destruction also disappeared without a trace.
Plapplapplap! Those people that had been pulled up by the golden light and thrown into the air toward Zhang Shougui began to plummet back down into the rain.
But the crowd was deathly still, no one saying a word.
"It's you?"
Upon seeing that black silhouette, Zhang Shougui took in a deep breath and fell silent.
"Lord Zhang, it's been a long time."
The old steward's hands were hidden in his sleeves, his beard trembling. Although his breathing was in disorder, his feet were firmly planted on the ground.
The courtyard was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
In all directions, the crowd had long been watching.
Zhang Shougui was the Protector-General of the empire, so powerful that not even Li Siye, Duke of Ye, Elder Zhao, the elders of the Zhang Clan, and the patriarch of the Huang Clan combined would be a match for him.
But no one had expected that the old butler would be able to force Zhang Shougui to stop after crashing into his protective golden light. Even Wang Chong was a little dazed.
He had seen the old steward in action before, and he was also the person who had interacted with him the most. But Wang Chong had not expected the old steward to be able to stop Zhang Shougui in a direct confrontation.
I didn't think that he would be this strong!
Wang Chong's gaze flickered as he looked at the old steward standing nearby, exuding an unfathomable aura.
The old steward was very strong!
Wang Chong had known this a long time ago. Even when he had been idling and stubborn, Wang Chong had already developed this impression of this old steward who served at The King of Song's side.
But Wang Chong had never known just how deep his foundation was.
He seemed to be very powerful, but he never revealed his true strength. In his last battle, he had only managed to defeat the fleeing King Sosurim, and it seemed like he hadn't even used his full strength.
Thus, it was impossible to determine the strength of an expert.
But Wang Chong had not expected the old steward to be so strong that he could fight against Zhang Shougui. This was no longer just strength, but ridiculously strength.
"Buzz!"
After a momentary daze, Wang Chong quickly came back to his senses. Of all the people present, he was probably the least surprised by the old steward's appearance.
With a wave of his sleeve, Wang Chong quickly turned around and walked to the other side.
Since the old steward had appeared, this battle could no longer continue. Everything was over.
"How is it?"
Wang Chong walked over and stopped at The Eagle's side. The Eagle lay motionless in the rain and mud. Hearing Wang Chong's voice, he suddenly tore off his mask, revealing a pale face and a faint trickle of blood at the corner of his lips.
"I'm fine. This armor truly is very strong. If you hadn't told me before and if I hadn't dodged in advance, I would have been dead by now."
The Eagle said, his elbow propped up on his back as he panted.
The Meteoric Metal was extremely tough, and it was also famous for being difficult to forge. For this reason, Wang Chong had only secretly forged a few sets, one for Li Siye, one for The Eagle, and one for Wang Chong.
Li Siye was something that Wang Chong had conceived long ago. His strength was of utmost importance to Wang Chong. As for The Eagle … his control over the information channels and the ability to quickly communicate with and transmit information were extremely important to Wang Chong. He was essentially a hub for information.
The Eagle could not die now. Thus, the second set of Meteoric Metal armor had been given to him.
It was precisely because of this that Wang Chong dared to have The Eagle assassinate Ashina. Ashina's mission. Sometimes, a difference of a hair could lead to a difference of a thousand years.
Not even Zhang Shougui could have imagined that The Eagle was wearing an incomparably tough armor forged from Meteoric Metal.
"It's fine as long as you're fine. Here's a pill for you. Take it to protect your organs."
Seeing that The Eagle was fine, Wang Chong felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his heart. Propping his hands on his back, he slowly sat down and motionless.
On the other end, the Eagle gazed at Wang Chong's silhouette, a hint of worry in his eyes, but he said nothing. His gaze quickly turned to the old butler.
On the other end, the old butler and Zhang Shougui's conversation had reached a crucial point.
"Hmph, old butler, do you also want to oppose me?"
Zhang Shougui's expression was cold and unsightly.
"Ha, Lord Protector-General is too serious. What sort of status does this old man have? How could he possibly compare to Lord Protector-General? This old man was only entrusted by His Highness The King of Song to invite Lord Protector-General to The King of Song's Residence. "
The old butler folded his hands in his sleeves and faintly smiled.
Zhang Shougui stared at the old butler, his eyes flickering with uncertainty.
This old butler had served two generations of The King of Song, and Zhang Shougui had already met him during the reign of the old The King. In the last few decades, he had clearly gotten even stronger.
"Old butler, is His Highness The King of Song worth it for the sake of a few juniors?"
Zhang Shougui stared at the old butler.
He had said that The King of Song was treating, but Zhang Shougui knew that this was just an excuse. To put it bluntly, it was all for these fellows.
"Haha, Lord Protector-General also said that it's just a few juniors. Lord Protector-General is the cornerstone of the empire, with an exalted status. Why should you lower yourself to the level of a few juniors? "
The old butler indifferently said, his lips moving.
"Moreover, in the end, it's just a few Hu that died. For the sake of a few Hu, is Lord Protector-General really going to stir up a storm in the city? Is it worth it? "
The old butler glanced at the corpses on the ground.
Zhang Shougui's expression froze, and the anger in his eyes abruptly dissipated. No matter what sort of goal the old butler had, there was one thing he was right about.
The people who had died were all insignificant Hu.
Youzhou didn't have much of anything, but it had the most Hu. And while he was presiding over Andong, he had killed a mountain of Hu.
In just a few large-scale battles, he had dealt with the Hu.
Thus, Zhang Shougui cared about the Hu the most, but he also cared about them the least. He cared about the abilities they possessed, but he did not care about their lives.
As for Ashina? Hmph!
In the future, the name 'Shi Siming' would resound like thunder through the world, occupying an extremely important position.
But at this moment, these three words were clearly meaningless to Zhang Shougui.
Zhang Shougui had killed countless people, so he naturally wouldn't care about a single Hu.
"Hmph, and if I say no!"
To Zhang Shougui's surprise, Zhang Shougui suddenly sneered and said something completely unexpected.
The King of Song was of the imperial clan's bloodline, an Imperial Prince, and he held an extremely important position in the army. Zhang Shougui had to give him some face, but if he were to admit defeat like this, he would be showing off too much of a weakness.
Zhang Shougui's current status had already surpassed the so-called bloodline shackles. Although he was still not on the level of the King of Song, he wasn't too far off.
"Zhang Yuanbao, are you still brooding over the matters of the past?"
Suddenly, an elderly voice, mellow and dignified, dignified and wise, resounded in everyone's mind. This voice was neither loud nor soft, like the ravings of a listener.
But when Zhang Shougui heard this voice, his body trembled and his face paled.
'Yuanbao' was his courtesy name. In this era where everyone called him 'Protector-General', 'Milord', 'Commander', very few people knew of his courtesy name.
And almost no one had the right to call him 'Zhang Yuanbao'.
'Courtesy name' was not something that could be casually called. Only a senior could call a junior by his courtesy name. But Zhang Shougui was already in his fifties, and he had a high status and authority. 'Zhang Yuanbao' was not something that just anyone could casually call him.
But Zhang Shougui knew that there was one person in the capital who just so happened to be called by this title.
Wang Jiuling!
The previous virtuous minister of the Tang dynasty revered by everyone in the world!
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