"Just how did you know?"
The King of Song said after a long silence. Wang Chong had far too many secrets. Although he had experienced many ups and downs and political storms, and had developed a pair of sharp eyes and political senses, sometimes, even he could not see through this teenager in front of him.
"This isn't a very big secret!"
Wang Chong shook his head and nonchalantly said. Although he was a reincarnator and possessed the memories of his entire life, there were many things that he could deduce without the need for foresight.
Mengshe Zhao, Ouzan, Goguryeo, the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates, the Abbasid Caliphate — these empires had been getting stronger and stronger over the last few years, while the Tang Dynasty had been stagnant.
Not only had they been stagnant, but they had been constantly retreating.
The Imperial Court was filled with arrogance and laziness, and it just so happened that the Central Plains was so rich and populous that these foreign kingdoms were bound to develop wild ambitions.
And of all these foreign kingdoms, the Ouzan and the Tang Dynasty had the fiercest conflicts, and they were also the most aggressive.
Unlike the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates, the Ouzan Empire was located far away on the plateau. The Tang Dynasty had the will but lacked the strength to conquer this empire.
Thus, in every war, the Ouzan only needed to retreat far into the interior and escape. They always had a safe fortress, and they were able to recover much faster than other foreign kingdoms.
At the same time, if the Ouzan wanted to expand, the Tang Dynasty of the Central Plains was its greatest obstacle. All of this meant that the Ouzan Empire would always be the first to strike.
And Gelofeng and his three hundred thousand Mengshe Zhao soldiers were that opportunity.
They had already successfully routed Xianyu Zhongtong in the southwest, and if they wanted to further their gains, they needed to defend against the reinforcements of the other armies of the Tang Dynasty. Thus, they had to send an army to restrain Geshu Han and his Big Dipper Army in Longxi.
Therefore, Wang Chong was not surprised by all of this.
Although Ouzan was a country outside of civilization and was far from being as prosperous as the Central Plains, there were a few extremely powerful beings hidden behind them.
Whether it was Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huizang, We Tadra Khonglo, or Dusong Mangpoje, they were all top-class generals of the world, not one bit inferior to the famed generals of the Central Plains.
With these famous generals working together, there was no strategic gap that could be exploited. Even if Wang Chong knew about it, it would be useless.
"If you can analyze this, why didn't you say it earlier?"
The King of Song looked at the young man in front of him with mixed feelings.
If it was in the past, he would have been amazed by Wang Chong's words. But at this time, the southwest had been defeated, Longxi was in danger, and the various foreign countries of the northeast, northwest, and Beiting were beginning to stir. The King of Song was in no mood to think about these things.
"If I say it, will anyone believe me?"
Wang Chong indifferently said.
The war in the southwest had already reached this stage. After three hundred years, this vast and prosperous empire was finally facing its first life-or-death crisis on the scale of an earthquake.
The following crises would only get more dangerous and more formidable than the last.
If they couldn't get through this, the domino effect that followed would only cause the empire to collapse completely.
At this time, there was no longer any need to hide anything.
"Ah!"
After hearing Wang Chong's words, The King of Song raised his head to the overcast sky and gave a long sigh, no longer able to speak.
Wang Chong had spoken correctly. The affairs of the state were no trifling matter.
Even if Wang Chong had personally told him how all this would happen, even if he had a relationship with several generations of the Wang Clan, he would never have rashly believed him.
This was not a matter of whether or not he trusted Wang Chong. Rather, this was how important matters of the Imperial Court had always been resolved. It could not be mixed with any emotion.
Without conclusive evidence, just based on a few deductions from a single person, deciding the military arrangements of a country, deciding the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, was not the correct way to handle political affairs.
Thus, no matter what Wang Chong said, until all this truly happened, no one would believe him, including The King of Song himself.
It was precisely because he understood this that The King of Song couldn't help but deeply sigh, an intense feeling of helplessness welling up in his heart.
Li Zhengyi had been defeated, and the Tang Dynasty no longer had any soldiers to spare.
Is there really no way to avoid all this …?
At this moment, The King of Song's mind was in turmoil, his mind in turmoil.
"Your Highness, what has happened cannot be avoided. The urgent task at hand is to resolve the war in the southwest!"
Wang Chong sternly said.
No matter how bad the situation was, as long as the dust had not settled, he would not easily give up.
"What else can be done? The southwest has already been lost. Your one thousand soldiers are like a cup of water on a burning cart of firewood. They can't resolve anything."
The King of Song bitterly smiled as he gazed at the roiling dust on a distant mountain.
Everything was clear. He had understood as soon as he arrived. Wang Chong had sold the spirit vein so that he could gather the experts of the great clans and point his sword toward the southwest.
Only the perilous situation in the southwest was worth Wang Chong gathering so many experts and paying such a heavy price.
But all this was destined to be like a cup of water on a burning cart of firewood. One thousand 'soldiers' — even if they were the experts of the great clans of the capital, what could they do?
A war could not be resolved by a trifling one thousand experts. Wars were far from simple!
"If I don't try, how can I know if I'll succeed?"
Wang Chong countered, his expression suffused with determination.
With the war in the southwest at this stage, there was no other way. Although one thousand experts from the great clans was not a lot, it was all he could do at this moment, and it was his utmost effort.
"How do you need me to help you?"
The King of Song sternly said.
"Your Highness, if all goes as expected, in seven days at most, I will leave this place. I don't have a single title of nobility on me, and I won't be able to intimidate the generals there. Thus, I need Your Highness's token to carry out my orders. In addition, if possible … Your Highness should send me more experts. "
Wang Chong said.
The King of Song nodded. After handing the token to Wang Chong, he dejectedly left with his old butler.
As Wang Chong watched The King of Song leave, a ripple of emotion in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
Every minute that passed in the southwest was a minute more dangerous. He didn't have much time left. He had to make full use of every second.
Creee! "Screech!"
A warhorse's hooves thundered through the forest, and a moment later, a dragon-like steed shot out of the forest like a bolt of lightning. After several months, the White-hoofed Shadow had become even more robust and powerful.
Whether it was its bones, ligaments, or muscles, the White-hoofed Shadow had reached the robust state of adulthood and could not be mentioned in the same breath as before.
"Hyah!"
Wang Chong mounted the horse, grabbed the reins, and squeezed the horse's belly. Man and horse became one, and like a wisp of smoke, they galloped toward the Zhang Clan's smelting yard.
Clingclingclang!
In the western part of the capital stood a massive smelting yard. Before Wang Chong had even gotten close, he could already hear clanging and see thick plumes of smoke rising into the air.
"Young Master!"
Upon seeing Wang Chong, a person in charge of the Zhang Clan hurriedly came up to greet him. There was no one in the Zhang Clan who didn't recognize Wang Chong.
"Take me in to take a look."
Wang Chong dismounted from the White-hoofed Shadow and got straight to the point.
The Zhang Clan's smelting yard was bustling with activity. Thick plumes of smoke and clanging could be heard without end. As he walked in, Wang Chong could feel waves of heat rolling toward him.
"Young Master, according to your orders, all the master craftsmen of the clan have been mobilized to work day and night to forge the WuZi Steel sword for you! The clan has placed great importance on this matter, and the patriarch is personally presiding over it. He just left. If you had come a little earlier, you would have run into him. "
The person in charge of the Zhang Clan introduced.
It had been a long time since the Zhang Clan's smelting yard had been so lively. All the master craftsmen had been mobilized, and in just a few short days, they had been busier than they had been in the last few months.
Wang Chong nodded.
The matter of the WuZi Steel sword was no small matter. With a glance, Wang Chong could see that many experts were standing guard here, including the experts of the Wang Clan.
The WuZi Steel was no small matter. As long as they could obtain it, many people would be willing to take the risk.
"Wang Chong, why are you here?"
Just as they were speaking, a gust of wind blew over. Zhang Cong, Zhang Jian, and a few elders of the Zhang Clan hurried over.
"How's the forging of the WuZi Steel sword going?"
Wang Chong nodded in greeting.
"It'll be done in three days. However, you'll have to rely on yourself for the rest."
Zhang Cong looked at Wang Chong worriedly. A thousand WuZi Steel swords required many steps. Even for a prestigious clan like the Zhang Clan, it was rather taxing, let alone Wang Chong.
Zhang Cong was a little worried that Wang Chong wouldn't be able to complete it alone.
"I understand. All you need to do is to complete the first steps of forging a thousand WuZi Steel swords. You don't have to worry about the rest."
Wang Chong said calmly.
The most crucial technology of the WuZi Steel was in his hands. No one could fake it. However, even though the steps were complicated, the last few steps of forging the WuZi Steel swords were much simpler.
As long as enough quenching fluid was prepared, the quenching of the WuZi Steel swords would be relatively fast. In fact, it was much easier than the Zhang Clan.
"In addition, the matter of the armor has been handed over to the other clans. We've already sent someone to supervise the process. Compared to the WuZi Steel swords, I'm afraid the armor will be forged much faster! "
Zhang Jian added from the side.
There were too many steps to forge the WuZi Steel swords, and it was rather troublesome to forge them. However, the armor made from the Meteoric Metal was much simpler. Wang Chong didn't forge pure Meteoric Metal armor. Instead, he added the Meteoric Metal to other high-grade refined metals. This greatly reduced the difficulty of forging and increased the number of armors that could be forged.
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