"Buzz!"
The moment Wang Chong spoke, everyone trembled and raised their heads to look at Wang Chong. Even Li Siye turned to Wang Chong, a look of disbelief on his face.
Anyone from the capital knew that the 'Lord Zhangchou' Wang Chong spoke of was the newly promoted Minister of War, Zhangchou Jianqiong. He also had another title, the Protector-General of the Annan Protectorate, or perhaps the Tiger of the Empire, which was better known to others.
This name not only represented Zhangchou Jianqiong's illustrious reputation and prestige, but also his strength as a top-class Imperial Great General that countless people in the world could only look up to.
All Imperial Great Generals were supreme experts at the peak of the Saint Martial realm!
Although Li Siye was confident, he also knew that there was still a significant gap between him and the Minister of War, the Tiger of the Empire. But Wang Chong had actually said that even if Zhangchou Jianqiong were to personally come here, he would still be met with a crushing defeat …
"Haha, we should all have a feeling. That's right! That Wushang Village Chief is a Saint Martial expert on the same level as Zhangchou Jianqiong! Given his strength and the many elders and villagers of Wushang, even if Zhangchou Jianqiong personally came here, he would still be met with a crushing defeat, much less us! "
Wang Chong indifferently said as he sat on the ground, feeling the chill of the stone building beneath him.
Bang!
Wang Chong's nonchalant words were like a stone stirring a thousand ripples, but they immediately set off a storm in the ears of the crowd. Gao Feng, Nie Yan, and the rest of the guards widened their eyes in shock.
Although Li Siye's reaction was not as obvious as the others, he was still as shocked as ever.
"A Saint Martial expert!"
"How could this be?"
"That white-bearded old man? He can't even walk! "
… …
Everyone's mind was in a mess, but no one doubted Wang Chong's words. In this matter, Wang Chong's judgment would never be wrong.
Frankly speaking, the people of Wushang were stubborn. Not only did they not respond to the imperial court's summons, they even took the initiative to attack the imperial court's soldiers. In the beginning, everyone was indeed very angry, and they even thought of leading an army to attack Wushang Village.
But at this time, when they heard that Wushang Village actually had a Saint Martial Realm expert guarding it, how could they dare to have the slightest bit of such thoughts!
"Marquis, where did these Wushang people come from? How can an ordinary village be so powerful?"
Gao Feng's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but ask.
"This question … I also want to know the answer."
Wang Chong looked at the starry sky outside the window, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
There were many secrets regarding Wushang Village. It was one thing for the Wushang to be able to traverse the mountains as if they were flying. After all, this place truly was surrounded by precipitous cliffs, and it wasn't strange for them to develop skills after living here for so long.
But outside the village, the formations and Psychic Energy attacks unleashed by those Wushang elders called Elder Du and Elder Fang were not something that could be explained away by mountains and precipitous valleys.
And before Wang Chong stepped into Wushang Village, he did not expect that the chief of Wushang Village was actually a Saint Martial expert.
There were many secrets that Wang Chong did not know in his previous life.
There was no doubt that in his previous life, he would not have had the opportunity to explore these secrets. But now that everything had been redone, all the elders and core members of the Chief Of Wushang Village were still alive, and even Fang Xiaoyan had not grown into the naughty and barbaric girl from his previous life.
He could finally explore Wushang Village!
But before that, the most important thing was to change the opinion of the chief of Wushang Village and recruit the first batch of soldiers from Wushang Village.
"Leave this matter to me. You all go and have a good rest."
Wang Chong said, then quickly turned around and fell into deep thought.
Rome was not built in a single day, and the traditions of Wushang Village could not be changed overnight, especially before the calamity had even occurred.
But no matter how difficult it was, Wang Chong would find a way to change it.
As the former commander of the Wushang people, at this time, he needed the help of the world-famous "Wushang Iron Cavalry".
"If there are no accidents, that thing should happen very soon!"
This thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind. He slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. High up in the sky, a crescent moon hung alone. This kind of night was all too common in Wushang Village.
But if one looked carefully, one would find that the crescent moon in the sky was changing little by little. The crescent moon was becoming thinner and fainter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And as the crescent moon changed, the stars in the sky and the whole of Wushang Village also quickly became dim. Everything seemed to be covered by layers of black gauze.
— — This was a lunar eclipse!
Wang Chong clearly remembered that before the catastrophe, an incident had occurred in Wushang Village. Many of the elders and villagers of Wushang Village had suddenly died one night.
On that night, at least two or three thousand Wushang villagers had died. Even Fang Xiaoyan's grandfather, the white-haired elder that Wang Chong had seen during the day, had been heavily injured in that incident. Half his body had been paralyzed, and his strength had plummeted.
The Great Uncle Jiu that Fang Xiaoyan spoke of, 'Wu Jiumei', had also died in that incident.
If it weren't for this, Wushang Village wouldn't have suffered so many losses and suffered so many casualties.
It would have been fine if Wang Chong had not seen him during the day, but now that he knew that this white-haired elder was a peak Saint Martial expert on the same level as Imperial Great Generals like Zhangchou Jianqiong, Geshu Han, and Fomonlința, Wang Chong could not allow this incident to occur.
Every peak Saint Martial expert was a precious treasure to the Tang Dynasty. Nothing could be allowed to happen to them.
If he allowed a peak Saint Martial expert like Wushang Village Chief to die before his eyes, it would be a deep regret for Wang Chong.
There wasn't much information left behind about that incident. All Wang Chong knew was that it had happened during a lunar eclipse, when the world was at its most impure and cloudy.
This was also why Wang Chong had gone to the Bureau of Rites and the Bureau of Agriculture to calculate this before leaving the capital.
In the ten years before and after the calamity, the Tang Dynasty experienced a total of three lunar eclipses. One was five years ago, one was three months after the calamity, and the last one is now. If there are no accidents, this is the most likely time for that incident.
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
"Ah! … "
While Wang Chong was thinking, a scream came from outside the room, shattering the peace of Wushang Village.
"Elder Du! Someone, hurry! "
The quiet Wushang Village suddenly fell into chaos. Before he could finish speaking, another scream came from another part of Wushang Village.
Wang Chong paled, and like an arrow released from a bow, he bolted out of the room without a second thought.
"Li Siye, Gao Feng, Nie Yan, and everyone else, come with me. Bring the things I asked you to prepare!"
Wang Chong's voice was still echoing through the room, but he had already disappeared.
… …
The night in Wushang Village was extremely quiet. This place was isolated from the rest of the world and surrounded by mountains. Everyone maintained the habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
Thus, when Wang Chong and the others entered the stone houses to rest, they could hear nothing from outside.
But right now, Wushang Village was in complete turmoil. Wang Chong stood on the plaza of Wushang Village. The pitch-black Wushang Village was now beginning to be illuminated. At the start, Wang Chong had only heard one or two screams, but now, he could hear them everywhere.
The wailing of women and the crying of children, as well as the voices of those people who had been woken up by the screams and rushed out of their houses to investigate and help, were all coming from every direction.
"It's really happening!"
The wind howled. Wang Chong raised his head to look at the sky. The moon had completely disappeared, and the land was covered in darkness. In that instant, Wang Chong's hair danced wildly, and his heart was in a mess.
Even though he had long heard of the huge incident that had happened in Wushang Village, he only knew how serious it was after experiencing it himself. It was no longer a problem of one or two people, nor was it a problem of a hundred or two hundred people. It was a matter of two or three thousand people dying at the same time.
As the former commander-in-chief of the Wushang Tribe, it would have been fine if he hadn't experienced it personally. But now that he was in Wushang Village, he couldn't just sit back and watch this happen. After all, although the Wushang Tribe was a little arrogant, in this catastrophe, they were the most courageous, loyal, and respectable troops in the entire world.
The five thousand Wushang Iron Cavalry had fought to the last man, and none of them had retreated. Until the very last moment, they had fought to the death against the foreign invaders, defending this land and this divine continent.
They were the best warriors, the most loyal troops. This was also the reason why Wang Chong had to subdue them no matter what.
Although the Wushang Tribe were unruly, xenophobic, difficult to tame, and had deep-rooted traditions, once they were subdued, they were the most reliable warriors.
— A wild horse is hard to tame! This was a principle that every cavalry soldier understood!
"Great Uncle Jiu! — — "
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching cry reached his ears. Wang Chong's expression changed, and he flew out without thinking, flying in the direction of the sound. The wind howled on both sides, and in the dark night, countless stone houses flew in two directions.
In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Wang Chong's mind …
In all of Wushang Village, there was only one person who was called "Great Uncle Jiu", and that was the "Wu Jiumei" he had seen during the day. In Wushang Village, Wu Jiumei was the elder with the highest seniority, apart from the chief. Although he was old-fashioned, this "Great Uncle Jiu" doted on Fang Xiaoyan very much.
Thus, apart from her grandfather, Fang Xiaoyan's Great Uncle Jiu's death had been the saddest and most regretful. And for a very long time after that, she still couldn't get over it. On the day of Great Uncle Jiu's death, Fang Xiaoyan would be especially depressed and sad, and her mood would be gloomy the entire day.
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