"Ah! — — "
Screams and screams could be heard everywhere. Soon, a massacre began in Chilechuan. A large number of herdsmen in the tribe fled, while some of the herdsmen chose to resist. However, this resistance was nothing in front of the cavalrymen who were equipped with Meteoric Iron Armors and WuZi Steel Swords. It was like scratching an itch through the boots.
In the midst of the bleating, the cattle and sheep fell to the ground. Blood stained the ground. In this war, there were no civilians, no warriors. There was only a game between countries, a battle of life and death. In this fateful battle, no one was innocent.
Righteousness does not control wealth, mercy does not control troops!
Today's herdsmen would turn into cruel Ouzan warriors who slaughtered civilians in the blink of an eye tomorrow. Any mercy to the enemy would be cruelty to one's own people tomorrow.
The battle went on quickly, and it ended just as quickly. When the Chilechuan, which was close to the Ouzan, was filled with blood mist, Li Siye and his people had already left in a hurry, heading to a faraway place.
Behind them, there were corpses everywhere, as well as the carcasses of many cattle and sheep. Herds of cattle and sheep covered the plains, stretching as far as the eye could see.
However, even the future Omnipotent General would not be able to wipe out hundreds of thousands of cattle and sheep in an instant. After the massacre, there were still a large number of cows and sheep left on the ground, all of them bleating. Except for them, no one knew what had happened.
The Chilechuan was quiet, as if time had stopped. After an unknown amount of time …
"Puff!"
A pile of Ouzan corpses suddenly flipped over. Under the blood-stained grass and trees, a trembling hand reached out from the ground.
"Devil, these Tang people are all devils! … "
The heavily injured Ouzan herdsmen sat up from the pile of corpses, muttering in Ouzan language. Their pale eyes were still filled with fear.
Nightmare!
Only a Nightmare could explain what had happened to them. Six to seven hundred tribesmen couldn't even last one round before they were all slaughtered by these people. Not a single one of them was injured. Although he knew that the other party was a regular army, the difference in strength was too great.
Moreover, didn't they say that the Annam Protectorate of the Tang Dynasty had been defeated?
Didn't they say that the sixty thousand reinforcements of the Tang dynasty had been annihilated by the Great General?
Didn't they say that there were three generals guarding the three passes from the north to the south? Why would a horseman of the Tang dynasty appear here? Didn't they say that the rear was absolutely safe?
"No, I must tell the Great General! Let him send people to encircle and annihilate all these Tang people! "
The surviving herdsman got up to leave, but after taking two steps, he hesitated.
"No, we must inform the Great General, but we must inform the other tribes as well. The Tang people had already appeared in Chilechuan. This place was no longer safe. I need to find a way to inform them as soon as possible. "
The surviving herdsmen thought to themselves.
On the plateau, there was no such thing as a herdsman. Herdsman was just a Han term. All the people of the Ouzan were natural warriors. When not in battle, they were the support of the army and the logistics officers of the army. When in battle, they could also be the eyes and ears of the army. All the herdsmen and the army were together.
After looking around, the surviving herdsmen quickly focused their attention on the cows and goats that had survived the ordeal.
The Tang dynasty was no longer safe. If there was a first army, there would be a second, a third … These cows and sheep couldn't stay here. They had to rush to the Ouzan plateau in the rear. Moreover, when the people of the other tribes saw these ownerless sheep, they would definitely understand what had happened here.
This way, they would also be vigilant.
— This was the unwritten rule of the plateau.
"Smack!"
Filled with fear and anger, the herdsmen whipped the sheep and began to drive them away in a frenzy.
"Let's go! Let's go! Don't stay here! Get out of here! "
Flocks of sheep were driven to various places on the Ouzan plateau. An old horse knew its way. Sheep were not so smart, but by following the water and grass, they could still find the path they had come from. As long as those people saw these sheep, they would understand.
"Baa! … "
Amidst a series of bleating sounds, the remaining sheep spread their hooves and ran in all directions.
However, the herdsmen who were immersed in their anger and fear did not notice that among the snow-white sheep, there were a few cows and sheep chewing on the soybeans that Chilechuan did not have. Those soybeans were mixed with some black powder. The sheep scattered, and the cows and sheep mixed in with them as they vanished into the distance.
… …
At the same time, in the distant capital, there was also a great deal of activity.
Wang Chong's departure with his one thousand fully-armored clan experts had not attracted much attention. This had never been the focus of the Imperial Court's attention. The southwest, Longxi, Anxi, Beiting, Andong … in all the years since the founding of the Tang dynasty, it had never encountered such a dangerous situation.
In its golden age, the barbarians around the Tang dynasty were all extremely submissive. Normally, not even a single one of them would rise up in revolt, much less be besieged on all sides.
Right now, the Tang dynasty was no longer worried about the southwest, but the entire empire. The most worrisome thing was that from all directions the barbarians might join hands and attack them.
If the current situation continued to develop, it was very likely.
"Is there any news of Chong-er?"
Wang Gen was anxiously pacing back and forth in the Wang Family Residence. The moment he opened the door and saw a guard enter, he immediately went to greet him, his eyes brimming with anxiety and concern.
It had been some time since Wang Chong had left, but there had been no news at all. Wang Chong had left very suddenly, leaving without even saying a word to him. But Wang Gen could not say that he was completely unaware. Back then, when Wang Chong had contacted the great clans to forge large quantities of armor and weapons, he had already made this clear.
In fact, the thick smoke that filled the entire capital was produced for Wang Chong. There were probably very few people in the capital who did not know this.
But even so, this did not mean that Wang Gen was not worried about this nephew of his.
The only member of the Wang Clan who was able to suppress the scions of the capital and become famous at such a young age was Wang Chong. Wang Fu, Wang Li, and Wang Bei, none of them could do the same. But even so, Wang Gen would not stop him. The Wang Clan was a clan of generals and ministers, and no one, male or female, was a coward.
Without this strength of character, they could no longer be considered scions of the Wang Clan.
But to say that Wang Gen was not worried about this nephew of his was a lie.
"Milord, there's no news!"
The guard who entered the residence lowered his head, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
"We've tried to use carrier pigeons to contact Young Master Chong, but we couldn't get in touch with him. In addition, we couldn't get in touch with the eagle breeder at Young Master Chong's side either. We feel that Young Master Chong and the others have already entered a state of war. They've probably sent those eagles out to scout as well. That's why we lost contact with Young Master Chong. "
"Buzz!"
The word 'war' caused Wang Gen's body to tremble, his hands and feet to turn cold.
"Have the experts we arranged already set out?"
"Yes, Milord. They've already set out for the southwest two days ago. "
The guard lowered his head and said.
"Tell them to find Chong-er and then bring him back safely no matter what!"
Wang Gen sternly said.
"In addition, contact the Third Master's residence. Chong-er has so many subordinates. If we contact them, we should be able to get in touch with Wang Chong. No matter what, I have to know where he is and how he's doing! "
"This … Milord, I'm afraid that we still can't get in touch with him."
The guard hesitated, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.
"To tell the truth, Milord, Young Master Chong's subordinates are no longer under our control."
"What?"
Wang Gen's brows finally shot up. "What's going on? What do you mean by no longer under our control? Is it impossible to get in touch with them and find Chong-er through them? "
"Milord, to tell the truth. Although Young Master Chong didn't leave the capital with all his subordinates, he passed down an order before he left that after he left, everyone in the Wang Clan Residence, Deflecting Blade Manor, and the spirit vein mountain had to obey the orders of the talented daughter of the Xu Clan, Xu Yi-qin. No one was allowed to disobey. And seven or eight days ago, the guards of Young Master Chong's residence were transferred out of the capital by Lady Xu. No one knows where they went, and we can't find them even if we wanted to. The Wang Clan Residence has no one but a few Imperial Army soldiers that were transferred over. "
The guard lowered his head.
On the other side, Wang Gen was dumbfounded.
Xu Yi-qin?
Wasn't this the talented daughter of the Xu Clan? Even he had heard of her talent in the capital.
Wang Gen had never known that even Xu Yi-qin had become Wang Chong's' subordinate '.
"Milord, Milord?"
"Ah! I know, there's no need to worry about it! Let him do whatever he wants! "
Wang Gen finally came back to his senses and waved his hand, saying no more.
Since Wang Chong had already made arrangements for his departure from the capital, there was no need for him to worry about what would come next.
… …
At the same time, in the capital, while everyone was panicking, a fragrant and scholarly study of the Xu Clan was tranquil and quiet. Red sandalwood flowers and trees, bookshelves filled to the brim, a few pots of black plums, a crane-beak incense burner emitting the fragrance of ambergris, and an elegant woman sitting behind the desk … This place was like a quiet harbor. No matter how big the storm outside was, it was all blocked outside.
This was Xu Yi-qin's study.
Ever since Wang Chong left, all sorts of documents had been piled up in Xu Yi-qin's study. Smiths, swordsmiths, merchants, grain merchants, porters, horse merchants … all sorts of documents, involving the thousands of swordsmiths in the capital, the four sword-smithing clans, and the several dozen large and small merchants and grain merchants, all of which involved hundreds of thousands of people, had been piled up here.
From the inspection of goods, supervision, and explanations with the great clans, to the payment of the wages of the workers in the grain shops and merchants … everything had been piled up in Xu Yi-qin's hands.
Gathering the grain from all over the country and transporting it to the southwest was no simple task. Far too many people needed to be contacted. In the Imperial Court, this would require the cooperation of the several hundred offices and bureaus of the three provinces and six ministries. But now, all of this had been gathered in Xu Yi-qin's hands.
The floor of the study had long since been a mess.
But Xu Yi-qin's desk was always neat and tidy. All the documents and documents were categorized and placed neatly on her desk in an orderly manner.
She had used the simplest, most efficient, and most frugal method to deal with all the documents.
If one looked carefully, one would also realize that Xu Yi-qin's desk would always have eight or more cases on it at the same time.
'Photographic memory' and 'multitasking' might have been difficult for others, but for Xu Yi-qin, who was renowned for her talent and could challenge Wang Chong in chess, this was no problem at all.
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