Flapflap!
Countless carrier pigeons flapped their wings as they flew off in every direction, bringing the news of the victory in the southwest to various places.
Seven or eight li from the capital, an army of brightly armored soldiers was neatly organized and somber as they made their way along the official road toward the southwest. At the very front of this army was a middle-aged man exuding a noble aura. He was seated on a white steed, his eyes looking to the south with a hint of worry.
The southwest battlefield had been persisting for more than a month, almost two months.
But the Imperial Court had not been able to muster a single soldier. Two months was an extremely long time for the southwest, but for the massive empire, which involved the mobilization of resources from all sides, it was simply not enough.
Although the Bureau of Military Personnel, Bureau of Personnel, and Bureau of Agriculture were doing their utmost, it was still not enough.
The King of Song had also done his utmost, overriding the objections of the masses and transferring thirty thousand soldiers from the Imperial Army. Only then did he manage to gather seventy thousand well-trained soldiers capable of battle and send them to the southwest.
But truthfully speaking, not even The King of Song was confident that these seventy thousand soldiers would be of any use.
After all, the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang side had more than five hundred thousand soldiers!
But the southwest was a major affair, and The King of Song had no choice but to go. Moreover, it involved Wang Chong!
Wang Chong, this king is already doing his utmost. I hope that you can hold on. I hope that I can still make it in time!
The King of Song quietly said to himself as he gazed at the overcast sky.
News had long ago come from the capital that Wang Chong and the Annam Protectorate had been surrounded by the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army on a mountain and were in dire straits. There was even a rumor that by the time the Imperial Court received the news, Wang Chong and the 180,000 soldiers of the Annam Protectorate would already be dead.
Although the King of Song had always refused to believe it, deep within his heart, he knew that it was already quite impressive that Wang Chong and the others had been able to last so long against opponents like Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huizang, Gelofeng, and Duan Gequan.
The final outcome was likely to be disastrous.
"Thud thud thud!"
All of a sudden, the sound of wings breaking through the air came from the sky. The King of Song was stunned and raised his head subconsciously. He saw a huge eagle flapping its wings and descending toward him.
"Protect The King of Song!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side, followed by the sound of an arrow being drawn.
"Stop!"
The King of Song frowned and rebuked the archers. At the same time, he extended his arm and allowed the giant eagle to land on it.
He vaguely remembered that this giant eagle seemed to be the pet of the man called The Eagle by Wang Chong's side. He was originally a member of the Bureau of Military Personnel, and he had contributed greatly to the capture of the Goguryeon assassins and King Sosurim. The King of Song had even met him once.
More importantly, this giant eagle's leg was tied to a leggings!
"It's news from Wang Chong!"
In that instant, the King of Song felt a bad premonition. The Eagle was someone by Wang Chong's side. Could it be that …
The King of Song reached out and removed the leggings from the eagle's leg.
"Hahaha, this is great! This is great! "
The next moment, the frown on the King of Song's face eased, and he burst into laughter. In that instant, everyone was dumbfounded. This was especially so for those from the King of Song Residence. They had been by the King of Song's side for a very long time, and during this period of time, the King of Song had been unable to eat or sleep well.
This was the first time they had seen the King of Song laugh so happily and carefreely. It was as if the gloom that had plagued him for the past few days had been swept away.
"Wang Chong, you've given this king too much of a pleasant surprise!!!"
The King of Song held the unwrapped news from the leggings, his face red with laughter, his eyes brimming with joy.
"Hurry and pass on this king's order. Tell the Imperial Court that we've won a major victory in the southwest!"
Rumble!
The last five words sent the army of seventy thousand into an uproar. Everyone was dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief. On this trip to the southwest, everyone had been prepared to die.
But what had they heard? A major victory in the southwest?!
"It can't be wrong! It's stamped with the seals of Wang Yan and the Annam Protectorate! The major victory in the southwest is already beyond doubt. The civil and military officials of the Imperial Court must have all been ranked. Hurry and pass on this news! This is the best news the Tang Dynasty has heard in recent times! "
The King of Song roared with laughter.
Wang Chong! It was Wang Chong again!
The King of Song had never imagined that he would give him such a pleasant surprise.
An army of one hundred thousand against an army of five hundred thousand, and they had even defeated generals like Dalun Ruozan, Huoshu Huizang, Duan Gequan, and Gelofeng. This was nothing short of a miracle. Not even he knew how Wang Chong had done it.
But the news would not lie, and neither would the seal. More importantly, it had Wang Yan's personal signature!
Anyone could lie, but Wang Yan was upright, and the seal of the Annam Protectorate's army would not lie!
"Pass on my order! All soldiers are to head southwest. Travel day and night, and set out immediately!!"
The King of Song's voice resounded through the heavens.
In the next moment, the army set off with a rumble, their speed several times faster than before. As the army set out, countless carrier pigeons flew toward the capital!
… …
The capital of the Tang Dynasty.
In the northeast corner of the Imperial Palace, there were many halls with flying eaves and arches. Several guards dressed in golden embroidered robes stood there motionlessly like statues.
These were the Profound Secrets Guard of the palace.
They only had one mission: to receive and receive news from inside and outside the palace. Other than that, they were not allowed to act rashly.
"Hualala!"
Suddenly, the sound of fluttering wings came from the sky. The guards were startled and raised their heads, only to see a white messenger pigeon drawing a curve in the sky, accurately landing on a corner of the eaves that wasn't very high.
"This is …?"
A hint of confusion flashed through the golden-robed guard's eyes. He subconsciously walked up and took the leggings off the pigeon's legs.
"It's a letter from King Qi."
The guard came back to his senses. He took two steps forward and undid the leggings. With just a glance, the guard staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"Great. Milord … to the west. We've won a great victory in the southwest!!! "
The guard waved the letter in his hand, his entire body in excitement as he subconsciously began to run forward.
"Boom!"
When the news on the letter spread, the entire Imperial Palace was thrown into an uproar. The war of the southwest had lasted for nearly two months. By now, even the maids and eunuchs of the palace knew that the war of the southwest was the greatest event in the empire.
No one had expected that the southwest war would be won.
The entire Imperial Palace was abuzz with joy.
… …
As The King of Song's carrier pigeon flew into the Imperial Palace, another carrier pigeon flew into the estate of the Wang Clan of the western part of the city.
"What? A great victory in the southwest! "
"Chong-er actually won!"
… …
Wang Chong's big uncle, Wang Gen, gripped the armrests of his chair and stood up, his beard trembling in excitement.
"Master, it's absolutely true. It's a letter from The King of Song, and there's even The King of Song's seal on it. There's no doubt about it! "
A guard of the Wang Clan below the hall confirmed once more.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!! "
Wang Gen's eyes were moist, his expression one of excitement.
Wang Yan, Wang Fu, and Wang Chong were three descendants of the Wang Clan who were on the southwest battlefield. Inside and outside the capital, in all levels of the Imperial Court, no one was paying more attention to the southwest than Wang Gen.
Wang Gen had woken up in the middle of the night many times, unable to sleep, precisely because he thought about the southwest battlefield, because he thought about how Wang Yan, Wang Fu, and Wang Chong might have died in the southwest. Alas, there was nothing he could do.
The current imperial court had no more soldiers to use. Even if he was an important official in the imperial court, he was still powerless. The seventy thousand soldiers led by The King of Song was the last force the Imperial Court could send.
But Wang Gen had never expected that The King of Song would send news of a great victory in the southwest not long after he set off, not even having reached the southwest.
The one hundred thousand soldiers of the Tang Dynasty had actually defeated the five hundred thousand soldiers of the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army led by Dalun Ruozan and Gelofeng!
This news was far too shocking!
If he had not heard it with his own ears, Wang Gen would have never believed it. But Wang Gen knew that The King of Song would never lie about something like this.
Chong-er, I just knew that you wouldn't disappoint me.
Wang Gen was so excited that he lost his composure.
"Someone! Prepare my official robes! I want to go to court immediately! "
"Hahaha, today is the day that our Tang Dynasty can hold its head high, and it is also the day that our Wang Clan can hold its head high. Hurry! "
Wang Gen's laughter resounded over the residence. Not even the old servants who had worked in the residence for decades had ever seen him laugh so heartily.
A few moments later, a carriage drove out of the residence toward the Imperial Palace.
… …
"This is impossible!"
In another part of the capital, a middle-aged man dressed in imperial robes with a hawkish gaze slammed his palm down, shattering a sturdy sandalwood table next to him.
"Your Highness, our people in the Profound Guard have already received news that the news of the victory in the southwest has already spread throughout the Imperial Palace. There is no doubt about this."
Not far away, a burly man who looked like a general said in a low voice.
"How could this be? What does Dalun Ruozan do? And what about Gelofeng? What about Duan Gequan? Aren't these people supposed to be famed generals of the southwest? They still have an army of more than five hundred thousand. How could they be defeated by a brat who still smells of his mother's milk? "
King Qi's eyes were wide open in fury, his expression savage and frightening.
He didn't care about the battlefield in the southwest at all. The massive Imperial Court and the massive Tang Dynasty were not things that Gelofeng and Dalun Ruozan could move.
But what he cared about was how the Wang Clan father and son had led the Annam Protectorate to defeat the Mengshe – Ü-Tsang army.
The Wang Clan had always been a clan of ministers and generals, and they had always cooperated with The King of Song in opposing him. Now that they had made such a great contribution, they were like a tiger that had grown wings. Wouldn't it be even more difficult to deal with them in the future?
If he wanted to deal with The King of Song in the future, it would be even more impossible.
"Your Highness, we still don't know the specifics, but they all say that the brat of the Wang Clan has a terrifying grasp of the art of war. Not even Dalun Ruozan was a match for him. That brat is probably a great calamity for us! "
A thin man in the hall who seemed to be a strategist said.
Slap!
Prince Qi raised his leg and kicked, shattering a small chair made of reddish-purple sandalwood, interrupting the strategist's words.
"What calamity? What mastery of the art of war? Can a seventeen-year-old brat overturn the heavens? "
King Qi's furious voice resounded through the residence.
In a flash, the entire King Qi Residence was deathly still. Everyone was as quiet as cicadas in winter, and even the general and strategist did not dare to speak.
"Pass on my order! Immediately send people to the southwest to investigate! I want to know what's going on!"
King Qi was almost roaring with rage at the last word.
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