Dominating Martial King
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435: Chapter 242 Sky Breaking (Please Subscribe)_3 435: Chapter 242 Sky Breaking (Please Subscribe)_3 “Haven’t you considered this— given the heavy losses suffered by the East State Court Eunuch, can he simply let things go, and how will he recover the losses?

After all, the Inner Court Eunuch is not running a benevolent institution, and Sikong Chan is not his close kin; they are merely allies.

His decision to send troops to aid Sikong Chan could only mean that Sikong Chan promised him substantial benefits.”

“Let me ask you another question, if you were Sikong Chan, how would you placate the resentment of the Inner Court Eunuch now?

To prevent the Inner Court Eunuch’s anger from turning towards him.”

Lu Luanti’s expression suddenly turned grave as he realized with clarity, “The Iron Banner Gang?”

Sikong Chan would undoubtedly intensify his efforts, using all his power to target the industries up and down the Iron Banner Gang, and hand them over to that Inner Court Eunuch from East State.”

This move would be killing several birds with one stone for him.

Not only could he stabilize his allies with the benefits from the Iron Banner Gang, but he could also eliminate future troubles completely.

Lu Luanti thought to himself that this man was not driven by blind hatred, acting alone and misguided.

“That’s why I must not let Sikong Chan catch his breath!

Now that the Iron Banner Gang is caught in his net, it’s either the fish dies, or the net breaks.

Our only hope is to tear this net apart while we still have some strength left.”

Chu Xisheng said this and then looked down at Chu Yunyun, “In two minutes, will the wind really change direction, turning to the southwest?”

This change in the direction of the wind was secretly communicated to him by Chu Yunyun through a secret whisper.

“I am a sorcerer, and I do have some talent in this area.”

Chu Yunyun replied with a smile, her eyes brimming with infinite confidence.

Observing the wind and discerning celestial phenomena are basic skills for any great general.

She had already tied the rope around Chu Xisheng, her tone curious, “That strategy you just mentioned about despising the enemy strategically, but taking them seriously tactically makes a lot of sense and captures the essence of military strategy.

But, brother, from which military text did you learn this?

I’ve never seen it before?”

Chu Yunyun suspected that this might well be an ancestral learning of Chu Xisheng,

Originating from the founding military god of Daning—

Chu Xisheng shook his head slightly, “I don’t remember, I only vaguely recall someone saying it.”

It was not easy for him to explain that this saying came from a great person in another world.

Chu Xisheng then laid his hand on his sword, lifted the curtain, and stepped out, “Let’s go!

It’s time for those sorcerers to create the fog.”

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At the same time, Wang Zheng was standing in front of the entire army, his expression solemn as he looked ahead.

The imposing aura of the Xiushui Alliance Army was formidable, with a total of seven thousand county soldiers, plus several noble clans’ soldiers, amounting to over twenty thousand men, forming a battle array about one mile wide, slowly advancing towards them.

More clan soldiers from the noble families continued to pour out from the city, joining their ranks, likely bringing their numbers over twenty-four thousand.

Wang Zheng had seen human blood before and had accumulated over twenty lives in his hands, even experiencing a massive battle involving ten thousand men at Black Bear Mountain.

Yet, he couldn’t help but feel a tremor in his heart and a tightening of his scalp.

It wasn’t that Wang Zheng was frightened.

Rather, as this was his first experience with such a large-scale battle, he was inevitably nervous.

—This was no longer a mere Jianghu brawl but a legitimate battlefield confrontation, almost amounting to rebellion.

At this moment, Wang Zheng noticed Xiaang Kui from the North Heavenly Gate subtly making his way towards him.

Wang Zheng frowned deeply and directly asked, “What are you doing coming over here?”

Both served under Lu Luanti’s command, having been promoted to Vice Altar Masters for their commendable deeds in several battles and their rapidly increasing cultivation, each managing thirty people.

Although they were colleagues, after the split between the North and South Heavenly Gates, they became sworn enemies.

Last year in the Library, Wang Zheng even believed he had been ensnared by Xiaang Kui, maintaining a hostile relation ever since.

Xiaang Kui responded with a helpless expression, “Brother Wang, the North and South Heavenly Gates were originally one family a thousand years ago, and we are now brothers in the same gang, why treat me as a stranger?”

His words had barely ended when Wang Zheng scoffed coldly.

Xiaang Kui knew his persuasion wouldn’t fool Wang Zheng, so he got straight to the point, his voice as tight as a thread, “Brother Wang, what are your thoughts about the current situation of the Iron Banner Gang?”

Wang Zheng sneered inwardly, his tone fervent, “What thoughts can there be?

One must do one’s best!

I receive the King’s bounty, so it’s my duty to serve loyally.

Brother Chu has treated me well and supported me greatly, and I am definitely ready to die for him!

Moreover, Brother Chu is quite strategic in warfare, and his words previously in the tent were also very inspiring.

I believe that the Iron Banner Gang’s Qi Fortune hasn’t run out yet, and it will definitely survive this disaster.”

He suspected that Xiaang Kui had already developed different intentions.

The Iron Banner’s situation was precarious, but from his investigation over several months at West Mountain Hall, there was nothing here!

Only those two half-demons were somewhat suspicious, but what did that have to do with them?

Wang Zheng still prepared to fight with all his heart and effort.

Before finding the Rebellious God Flag, they would mostly have to mingle within the system of the Formless Divine Sect.

Chu Xisheng was highly valued by the Formless Divine Sect.

If he did not fight this time, or if he was unwilling to fight wholeheartedly, how would the instructors of Zhengyang Martial Arts Academy and his fellow apprentices view him?

On the contrary, the better he performed now, the more smoothly he would blend in with the Formless Divine Sect in the future.

Moreover—

Wang Zheng looked toward a tall, dark-skinned and sleek woman standing twenty zhang to his right.

That was Ji Qianqian.

Although she was Chu Xisheng’s Personal Guard Leader, this time she was positioned at the forefront of the army, leading Chu Xisheng’s personal guards and the Sound Character Platform to charge at the enemy’s formation.

But as Chu Xisheng said, everyone still knew in their hearts that this woman was arranged to supervise the battle.

Wang Zheng felt that this woman was very dangerous and it would be best for him to restrain himself a bit.

Wang Zheng also didn’t trust this man from North Heavenly Gate, Xiaang Kui.

If he said something that could be used against him, it could lead to major trouble.

Xiaang Kui was momentarily stunned.

Indeed, he didn’t have a high opinion of the Iron Banner Gang and Chu Xisheng and wanted to discuss things with Wang Zheng from Southern Heaven.

Both belonging to the Chaotic Word Altar, it would be best to form an alliance, agreeing to move together and look out for each other.

But Wang Zheng’s response took him by surprise.

Why was this guy so agitated?

West Mountain Hall clearly had nothing!

Logically, shouldn’t he take this opportunity to escape early?

Could it be that this guy’s mind was messed up, really wanting to sell his life to Chu Xisheng?

No—

Xiaang Kui thought, could Wang Zheng possibly be such a person?

He must have a reason to do this!

Could it be that Wang Zheng from South Heavenly Gate found something in West Mountain Hall?

His gaze flickered, then he also became enthusiastic, patting Wang Zheng’s shoulder with fervor, and loudly said, “Good brother!

You are absolutely right, the Young Flag Master is righteous and unmatched.

I am fortunate to serve him!

Today, our brothers will fight against this Xiushui Governor!

Let’s see if this official can crush us or if we can pull him down, making him lose his position!”

As Xiaang Kui finished speaking,

Wang Zheng’s pupils contracted, this guy was full of zeal and eager for battle, was he really planning on risking his life?

But why?

At that moment, within the ranks of the Chaotic Word Altar, about a dozen people looked solemn, watching the two of them.

In the distance, Ji Qianqian, who seemed to have heard their discussion, looked over and gave them a slight smile and nod as if to express her approval.

The men of West Mountain Hall should have this spirited attitude!

Ji Qianqian thought to herself.

A bunch of snitches, willing to die for Chu Xisheng for no reason?

It’s clear, a weasel paying a visit—only for nefarious motives!

There must be a reason for it!

Ji Qianqian considered that West Mountain Hall must not be underestimated; otherwise, why would she have gone to the trouble of keeping a low profile and investing so much manpower and resources?

What was it all for?

What would her colleagues think of her when she returned to the Capital City?

Just at that moment, a dense white fog enveloped the battlefield and drifted toward the formation of the Xiushui Alliance Army.

At the same time, about twenty Feathered Missive Knights temporarily appointed by Chu Xisheng were galloping on their horses, conveying Chu Xisheng’s military orders throughout the army.

“Form ranks and march forward, soldiers!

The Young Flag Master has a message for you all, the enemy is merely a rabble!

If West Mountain Hall unites and presses forward, we will definitely be invincible and vanquish the enemy.

The Young Flag Master has set a great reward: if we achieve a great victory today, every person in the army will receive twenty taels of reward silver!

Additionally, for slaying one person—five taels, for slaying a Ninth Grade—twenty taels, for slaying an Eighth Grade—fifty taels!

Slaying a Seventh Grade, or six Eighth Grades, one may directly rise to Altar Master!

Remember, there’s no need for heads when reporting merits, the Altar Masters and the various chiefs will visually count and afterwards report the military achievements!”

In that instant, over nineteen thousand men of West Mountain Hall simultaneously stepped forward, the ground thundering as they advanced.

Their orderly footsteps made the surrounding area shake, causing the soldiers of the Xiushui Alliance Army in front to change color.