When Chang Geng opened his eyes, his surroundings were dark, the only surface reflecting the light nearby was Master Liao Ranâs bald head.
As soon as he moved, Xu Ling, who was in a very bad state, rushed over and shouted, âYour Highness! Your Highness! You are awake! Do you still recognize me? Your HighnessâŚâ
Before he finished shouting, Master Xu had began to choke. He resembled Chang Gengâs filial son, looking at him and wiping his tears. Unexpectedly, the more he wiped, the more tears began to pour, in the end, he sat aside and began to weep loudly.
Chang Geng: ââŚâ
This ear-piercing sound had a very similar effect to the flute of his General Gu, buzzing around Chang Gengâs ear. At this moment, he was very glad that Master Liao Ran was a mute man.
The mute not only wonât squeal, but also very considerately comforted Master Xu, who had a runny nose and tears all over.
He approached Chang Geng and said through sign language, âThis place is close to Jiangbei Camp, itâs very safe. The wooden bird had been released. The little brother under Brother Sun has also tried to find a way to contact Jiangbei Camp using Your Highnessâs token. If there is no accident, General Zhong will be able to find this place soon, Your Highness rest assured.â
Although the monk often pretended to be mysterious and did not like to bathe, he was worthy of being high-ranking disciple in Lin Yuan Pavilion. In more than 360 days of the year, there were always two days where he could be depended on.
Chang Geng nodded his head tiredly and deeply understood what was called âhaving oneâs boat overturned in a pondâ, he could not help laughing bitterly.
On that day, Chang Geng left the guards behind and took Xu Ling to Sha Hai group alone. Unfortunately, with not much luck, his arrival was very untimely.
They had just followed Boss Sun to the sub-branch of the group. On the way to the main headquarters, the mob of rebels had already come out of their nests, just in time to run into them.
In fact, at this time, although Chang Gengâs heart did startle, he was not so nervous.
According to his understanding of Jiangbeiâs situation at this time, the rebellion did not come as a surprise to him. Dogs jump against the wall, rabbits bite people when scared. Everyone knew that rebellion was a major crime punishable by execution by nine generations, but even if nine generations were all dead, they themselves struggled to get by, how could this be the way to live? To die as a coward or to die as a beheaded rebel were still death either way. A person could not die twice, then it would be better to rise up, at least they could die for a meaningful purpose, leaving their names behind in history books.
The refugees who escaped from Jiangbei have had their hands forced into rebelling.
However, Chang Geng was not a god. He could deduce that there might be such a phenomenon among the refugees, but it was impossible to know when and what way they were going to rebel. But at that time, Chang Geng only felt that he had come at the wrong time â what storms had Yan Wang never experienced? He had never thought that the situation will get out of his control.
Chang Geng knew that this kind of mob rebellion was not difficult to resolve.
First of all, both the court and the rebels all knew that in the era of fighting by Ziliujin, one could not achieve victory by having two or three martial arts masters, machines and armors were of the utmost importance, even the best and most famous general like Gu Yun would not be able to do much when the ammunition was exhausted. The Sha Hai Group, even if this gang from the pugilist world was any bigger, was by no means an opponent of Jiangbei Camp as long as it did not have firearms, steel armor. and its own source of Ziliujin.
They had no choice but to rebel. Their reason was not outside of seeking for a way to survive from the court.
Before Chang Geng came, he had prepared this road to survival for them. People who were brave and fearless of death would still hold onto a chance to survive. If they could, who would be willing to clash against Jiangbei Camp? Who would want to be an egg going against a rock?
Although Boss Sun, the one who took Chang Geng to the Sha Hai Group, spoke harshly and had a bad attitude, he was a smart man and did not act recklessly. Looking at the conflict inside the group, he immediately concealed Chang Geng and Xu Lingâs identity. In this situation where everyone was on edge, with a Yan Wang that had fallen from the sky, not only was it unable to stabilize the people, but it would ignite the fire in the rebel army. If there truly was a short-sighted fool who would detain Yan Wang to threaten Jiangbei Camp, then the two sides will truly end badly.
Boss Sun himself and Chang Geng coincidentally had the same idea. They did not want to use the lives of these pitiful people to fill the muzzle of Jiangbei Camp which should be aimed at the foreigners â just to make the court hear a hoarse and exhaustive cry.
Hence, Chang Geng and Xu Ling continued pretending to be volunteer merchants from the south, Boss Sun helped to hide them. At the same time, Liao Ran, who had been mixing with refugees in Jiangbei to pray for the people also happened to be in Sha Hai Group. Thanks to the relationships Liao Ran established beforehand, they were able to smoothly contact the top ranking leaders of the rebel army.
As everyone knew, farted, he would unconditionally believe in it. He immediately went out to welcome them.
Chang Geng reached for his pouch and felt around. There were some emergency medicines in it besides the tranquilizer. He took out a piece of numbing leaf with trembling fingers and clasped it in his hand secretly. He planned to chew a piece for emergency later on if the pain was too much to bear. He then refused the aid of Liao Ran and supported himself with the knife to stand up.
Just then, he heard Xu Ling shout, âYour Highness, it isâŚâ
Read Latest Chapters at wuxiaworld.eu
Without saying anything, the visitor had already strode in in the midst of sharp horse neighing.
Chang Geng: ââŚâ
Gu Yun, who was supposed to have returned to the capital, came in against the light.
Chang Geng was no longer able to stand on his feet. The knife made a loud noise as it was dropped to the ground. He threw himself forward and was caught by Gu Yun.
The Yan Wang who was still âwalking leisurely in a bloody rainâ suddenly âcollapsed from painâ, the calm and complacent âKing of Beastsâ became a frail sick cat, a hand weakly dropped down from Gu Yunâs shoulder. He breathed a silky whisper: âZi Xi, it hurtsâŚâ