No matter how powerful the Wang Clan was, it was just one clan. Moreover, as the Big Dipper Great General guarding the Longxi border, someone of Geshu Han's status really did not need to fear the Wang Clan. At the very least, if someone of Geshu Han's status were to side with King Qi, the Wang Clan would have a massive headache.
But the great clans of the Eight Cities of the capital …
No one in the Tang dynasty would dare to believe that. Once eighty percent of the great clans rejected one, one would have no place to stand in the Tang dynasty. Not even Geshu Han dared to think about such a thing.
This was also the reason why the Great Generals found the situation troublesome.
Wang Chong had built a city in Wushang and had pulled in the great clans to endorse him, giving them a major problem!
"Milord, Milord …"
A voice at Geshu Han's ear brought him back to his senses.
"Two months! Give them two months! "
Geshu Han half-closed his eyes, but it only took a moment for them to return to normal. The great clans of the Eight Cities of the capital were a massive force. Offending them for no reason was not a wise move.
However, if he were the sort of person who would retreat in the face of difficulties, he would never have been able to oversee Longxi and sit on the position of Big Dipper Great General, much less block the millions of Ouzan cavalry.
Without that resolute and lofty character and his unflinching drive, he would never have been able to achieve his status as the god of death in the hearts of the fierce and valiant Ouzan people.
"… Two months is the limit I've given them. This is a dispute between me and the Wang Clan. In two months, those great clans of the capital should understand this point. At that time, they can't blame me. "
Geshu Han raised his head, his gaze looking past the open window, past the city walls, to the towering Ouzan Plateau. At this moment, his eyes were sharp and vicious.
… …
"Neigh!"
The neighing of the warhorses resounded through the grassland. The construction of Wushang's City of Steel had attracted far more than just the Hu Generals of the Great Tang. To the northwest of the City of Steel, six to seven hundred li away, the grass swayed, reaching the hooves of horses, and the crisp neighing of horses echoed far and wide.
"The eagle flies and the grass grows. It's another harvest season!"
A strange voice spoke in the language of the Western Turkic Khaganate. On the edge of this land, two muscular Turkic steeds were riding side by side. On the backs of these steeds were two Turkic men dressed in wolf pelts and brimming with a savage aura.
From the snow-white fox furs around their necks, it was clear that they had significant status in the Western Turkic Khaganate.
"Yeah! The 'Eighth Great General' of the Tang Dynasty, the Young Marquis, the disciple of the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty … the Great Khan had already declared that no matter what, they had to find a way to keep him here. If we can kill him, it will be another season of harvest! "
The other Turkic nobleman next to the man agreed.
Both of them had sharp eyes as they looked in the direction of the southwest. There, they could clearly see thick black smoke rising from the horizon, piercing through the clouds. Although they couldn't see anything, they knew that the place where the black smoke was rising was the city being built by the 'Eighth Great General' of the Tang Dynasty.
"Truly a pity. Such a young and promising star has fallen so quickly."
The Turkic nobleman on the right clicked his tongue, but there was no pity on his face. On the contrary, there was a hint of cruel anticipation.
"If he hadn't killed so many of Mengshe Zhao's people in the south, Mengshe Zhao's Crown Prince wouldn't have secretly sent so much gold to the Khagan for his father's sake. If he was just passing by and came here to play, that would have been fine. But he just had to build a city here. Isn't that just seeking death? Even without the matter with Crown Prince Mengshe Zhao, the Khagan wouldn't have let him off just because he built that city. "
"Haha, since he's seeking death, he can't blame anyone else. It seems that this person isn't as formidable as the rumors say. The Khagan has already sent word that the Beiting Protectorate is no longer as strict as it was before. "
The taller Turkic man on the left, clearly of higher status, pressed his hand against the back of his horse.
"Ah? What does An Sishun want? Does this traitor who betrayed his own ancestors have some other scheme? "
The Turkic nobleman on the right said, his eyes twitching. He seemed rather uneasy at this news, but he was also filled with loathing.
Fomonlința and Gao Xianzhi could be put aside, but An Sishun was a true Hu of pure Turkic blood. The Turks had the greatest understanding of other Turks. The Tang Dynasty had used this method to defend against the Western Turkic Khaganate, and the Turks of both the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates loathed this method.
In the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates, An Sishun had long ago become their number one target, and they had even dispatched Hu to assassinate him and poison him countless times.
"You're thinking too much."
The Turkic leader on the left lightly pinched the The Eagle Ring on his left finger and waved his hand, indicating that his comrade should relax.
"The Beiting Protectorate's front line directly opposite the Khagan's tent is still as solid as ever. The only places that are truly relaxed are the southwest. This isn't the first time we've fought with Beiting, and everyone in the tent knows that An Sishun is pointing us in the right direction.
"At the start, the Great Khan and I didn't understand. But when we discovered that the new Young Marquis of the Tang Dynasty was building a city there, everything became clear. This An Sishun wants to use our hands to deal with his enemies. I heard that An Sishun had a sworn brother who was bullied in the capital of the Tang Dynasty and almost died there. It seems that this was indeed the case. "
"Hahaha, the people of the Tang Dynasty love infighting, and even those traitors within it are the same. Isn't this my chance?"
The Turkic nobleman on the right said.
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Creee! "Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a sharp whistle came from the sky. The two of them stopped laughing and raised their heads to look at the sky. High in the sky, beneath the blazing sun, a tiny black speck as small as a speck of dust was hanging there.
This was a height that many birds could only dream of, and even arrows would find it difficult to reach.
"Hmph, it's Fomonlința's rock eagle! He's truly cautious! "
The Turkic leader on the left sneered as he reached behind him and took a golden bow that was taller than a man. Nocking an arrow to the bow, he aimed at the black speck in the sky and fired.
Twang!
The earth rumbled. The arrow was like a bolt of lightning, instantly piercing through layers of space. It left behind a long white wave of air as it shot high into the sky.
In the next moment, there was a mournful cry. High up in the sky, in a place that was more than twice the range of an ordinary arrow, a giant rock eagle was pierced through by an arrow. Then, along with the arrow, it exploded into pieces, leaving not a single feather behind.
"Let's go!"
The Turkic leader on the left looked up at the sky and sneered. He quickly turned around and called out to the Western Turkic nobleman beside him, and the two quickly vanished into the vast steppe.
The tinkling of the bells drifted far, far away on the grassland …
In Wushang in the northwest, Wang Chong was far from being the only guest. Behind him, wave after wave of people arrived at this place from thousands of miles away.
These people included craftsmen, guards, and members of the great clans.
"Wang Chong!"
As Wang Chong and Zhang Shouzhi were patrolling the walls, a familiar voice came from the distance. A young woman, dressed in snow-white clothes and valiant and heroic bearing, was riding a large horse in Wang Chong's direction.
Next to her was a budding woman, a red-tasseled spear on her back, her entire body as red as blood. She seemed like a blazing flame as she rode alongside her.
"Bai Siling? Zhao Yatong? "
Wang Chong's eyes flashed, a look of surprise on his face.
"Why have you come?"
"Hmph, don't think that we can't find you just because you're hiding here. And don't forget, our Bai Clan and Zhao Clan both have a share in this City of Steel. Can't we come to supervise the construction of the city? "
Bai Siling slightly tilted her head, her gaze on Wang Chong brimming with hostility.
"This … Marquis, I remember that I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."
Zhang Shouzhi felt that something was wrong and hurriedly left.
"You're leaving a little too quickly."
Wang Chong stared in a daze at Zhang Shouzhi's back and bitterly smiled. Coming back to his senses, he began to walk toward Bai Siling and Zhao Yatong.
Wang Chong naturally knew why the two of them had appeared here. When he had first sought help from Bai Siling and Zhao Yatong, the two of them had agreed without even thinking about it.
The Bai and Zhao Clans had believed that he had some grand plan, so they had given him their full support. But they had probably never imagined that he was only doing it to repair the road.
Thus, once this matter was exposed, one could easily imagine why Bai Siling and Zhao Yatong had appeared.
"Did your clan make things difficult for you?"
Wang Chong jumped down from the wall and went to greet them.
"Hmph, at least you have a little conscience. Now you finally know to ask. But since that's the case, why didn't you make it clear back at Taibai Pavilion? "
Bai Siling dismounted, grabbed the reins, and led the horse forward. She gave Wang Chong a fierce glare. But even so, the pout in her eyes was far more coquettish than reproach.
Zhao Yatong coldly watched from the side, but she was inwardly roaring with laughter.
"Wang Chong, you're not loyal at all. Siling and I were really screwed over by you this time. You were pretty smart, running to Wushang ahead of time. Siling and I couldn't run, so we were pestered by the clan elders for more than half a month. "
Zhao Yatong also walked over, leading her warhorse.
"It's my fault this time, so I've specially prepared two gifts for you as an apology. Shen An, bring them up! "
Wang Chong called out to the back and made a gesture.
"Yes, Marquis!"
A loud voice came from the distance.
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