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Chapter 579 - 41: Making a Name, the Dragon King Comes!

Chapter 579: Chapter 41: Making a Name, the Dragon King Comes!

The Angry Scale Dragon King, upon hearing the battle report of the Qilin Army, remained composed and said, "You youngsters, with your hair not yet fully grown and the smell of milk barely dry, act all flustered—what good is that? I knew he would definitely be able..."

The Angry Scale Dragon King saw the record on the intelligence report.

"Chaos Qilin Li Guanyi entered the borders of Jiangnan Eighteen States; at that time, the Chen Army was besieging East Crossing City with over ten thousand soldiers, claiming to be thirty thousand, in a mighty formation."

"Destroyed by Li Guanyi."

"The main general killed, the majority of the troops captured."

The Angry Scale Dragon King took a deep breath, his head buzzing. He resisted the urge to erupt as his men had and lost his composure, then he suddenly stopped short and said, "How could the Qilin Army, after traversing twenty thousand miles, take down an army of thirty thousand with just over a thousand men?"

"How many of them are there?"

At that moment, his excited subordinates were stunned, and after further investigation, they said:

"Li Guanyi’s Qilin Army has between seven and eight thousand warriors, and the logistics troops are about the same."

The Angry Scale Dragon King took a deep breath:

"Over ten thousand people, commanding a large troop, sixteen years old."

These three terms, any of which would not be particularly special in the chaotic world today, but put together, anyone with a slight understanding of the situation would know what it meant for a sixteen-year-old to be able to rally an army of ten thousand and win a major battle.

"Damn it, what kind of monster is this!"

"A top future general of the world!"

The Angry Scale Dragon King’s aide said, "Boss, we should..."

The Angry Scale Dragon King took a deep breath and said, "Gather the troops!"

"For such a Qilin, we must go all out!"

The Angry Scale Dragon King’s aide nodded; clutching his chest, he felt his heart pounding. Here, five thousand men had been training for over nine months. Originally experts in naval combat, after full-time training, they became elite after these months of intense training.

They then exhausted all the resources of the Seventy-two Linked Villages to create five warships.

These warships were hidden in the waters within the Seventy-two Linked Villages.

One "Big Wing" class warship.

Width one zhang five chi two cun, length twelve zhang.

Over forty meters in length, slim and long, with many paddlers, and a streamlined bow designed for breaking through the wind.

It is a high-speed breakthrough warship for the navy.

Two "Fence" class escort warships.

Constructed with double-layered planks above and below, slow in speed but extremely strong in defense.

One "Red Horse" class assault warship.

Fast as a sprinting horse, capable of undertaking breakthroughs and reconnaissance duties.

One "Meng Chong" class main battle warship.

Three layers above and below, able to carry two thousand soldiers, used to charge enemy ships and conduct boarding battles.

In total, able to carry over six thousand people, the Angry Scale Dragon King said to his aide: "The battle report now is sufficient for us to put everything into one bet, today, I and five thousand sons will go, and you, will stay here."

The aide’s expression drastically changed and said, "Boss, what do you mean by this?"

The Angry Scale Dragon King said, "Although I said we’re placing our bet, it’s not possible to really put everything in the Seventy-two Linked Villages, with over thirty thousand people, on the line. If I make the wrong bet this time and it comes time for retribution, you and others may disengage and still live on."

As he was about to lead his men downstream,

suddenly, someone again burst in shouting. The young man’s face was agitated and after rushing in, the Angry Scale Dragon King kicked him, scolding, "You, able to undertake the duty of a naval scout?"

The young man rolled and clutched his leg saying, "Dad, that’s not right, Dad!"

He screamed, but his tone was full of excitement.

The young man, about twenty or thirty years old, built with strong muscles, could swim underwater for half an hour, move like a dragon; when young, his sister was beaten with rods by the powerful, his back full of scars. The Angry Scale Dragon King cherished his talent and martial arts, specially arranging for embroidering his spine with brocade-like patterns.

This year, naturally a good hand at water combat, his temper was still violent, he said:

"No, Dad, look, you would definitely shout louder than me after you see it."

He picked up the intelligence report in his hand.

The Angry Scale Dragon King took it, and his expression drastically changed: "What?!!!"

The aide was almost scared out of his wits by his shout, but seeing the changes in the Angry Scale Dragon King’s eyes and his struggling face, he couldn’t help but ask, "Boss, what’s wrong?"

The Angry Scale Dragon King didn’t answer.

He handed the report to his aide.

The aide looked and his expression instantly changed: "The Qilin Army has crossed the river and seized two river-crossing cities under Chen’s control, holding command of the southern water routes."

The Angry Scale Dragon King suddenly no longer pressed forward; he had the men pause for the moment.

The next day, more updated intelligence was relayed.

"The Qilin Army has neutralized all the river-crossing cities controlled by Ying Country."

"Over the past month, all the key crossings and water routes in Jiangnan Eighteen States have fallen into the hands of the Qilin Army."

The Angry Scale Dragon King, a former naval war general, remained silent for a long time, then said, "There must be a top-notch strategist in the Qilin Army; their holding all the water routes of the Jiangnan Eighteen States means that, even with fewer numbers, they can defend this place."

The aide said, "That means, if we go, there’s still a chance for survival."

The Angry Scale Dragon King looked at the battle reports and the water route maps, exhaling and muttered grimly, "That depends on whether it’s the famous generals and top strategists, or the Heroic Ruler, and the peak of the world."