Chapter 133: Accepting the Challenge

Meanwhile, Murong Yan was in the commander's mansion discussing the enemy situation with various generals.

They were plagued by doubts: Luo Changsheng's provisions had been intercepted multiple times, leaving his soldiers gaunt and starved, and yet their foraging parties were venturing further and further away—why were they still not retreating?!

If they waited until the enemy troops retreated, the rebel army could pursue the victory and secure a definitive triumph!

Unfortunately, this opportunity had taken too long to arrive, and the provisions within their own city were gradually running out.

Now caught in a dilemma of whether to advance or retreat, the army was divided by controversy over whether to dispatch troops.

Murong Yan was listening to the endless arguments among the generals below.

Suddenly, a scout rushed in breathily, dropped to one knee, cupped his fists, and reported, "Reporting to the Marshal, a major..."

The young man led Bai Nian into a palace. Inside the spacious hall, many people were seated in two rows. At the highest seat, an elderly man with white hair and weathered features sat with his eyes closed, seemingly in a light slumber. It was not until the moment Bai Nian walked in that he opened his eyes, looking as though he had been waiting for a long time, his gaze filled with the exhaustion of a life of vicissitudes.

At this moment, Judy, who had rushed over from Noya, walked into the tent, pretending to fetch something while glancing at Satsuki intentionally or unintentionally.

Although they had just taken down a Golden-Armored General, they had also eliminated commanders of various other ranks alongside numerous soldiers.

Ten minutes or so later, beads of dense sweat had already seeped onto Wu Xingyun's forehead. A flicker of anxiety crossed her eyes, and finally, she let out a sigh.

The Bai family had apparently known of his existence all along, and moreover, knew that he possessed the rebellious blood physique, which meant the Bai family was likely paying attention to him long ago. Furthermore, Bai Nian harbored some doubts regarding the coronation mentioned by the hooked-nose man; could there be a connection between the rebellious blood physique and some kind of coronation?

Hearing his words, Angela leaped forward, bounded onto his body, transformed into a wisp of black smoke, and entered the Netherworld Treasure.

"Oh? Junior Brother Feiyun, why are you here?" A familiar voice came from behind. Yun Feng raised his head and saw that the newcomer was none other than Chu Yang, the deputy squad leader of Heaven Class Three.

The evil energy on his fingertips gradually detached, transforming once again into a green light that spun and hovered in Lin Sheng's palm.

"The imperial throne is mine, Qingyi is also mine, and this immortal realm is even more mine, hahahaha..." Amidst his raving madness, Bei Chenfeng's vision went black, and he went off to dream his immortal emperor dreams.

Yang Lin cupped his fists and said, "What the Deputy Defense Commander said is entirely correct. Besides, we are all generals of the Great Ming now; if you have the ability, go to the battlefield and see who racks up the most merits, instead of engaging in mutual sarcasm."

Liao Fanmin felt somewhat helpless, letting Sun Ganxin walk ahead while he followed closely behind toward the interior of the hotel.

"Don't you feel any shame when saying those words to me? Do I look that easy to coax?" Xu Tian glared at Doctor Lin and said.

He planted a light kiss on her face: "What virtue or ability do I possess to take you as my wife. Even if I were to pursue you for thousands of lifetimes, I would still gladly sweeten the bitter cup." Those cold eyes melted into tenderness, as gentle as water.

Taking into account the surrounding terrain conditions, it was decided to adopt a joint defense system, dividing the Luo Family Fortress into four joint defense zones. The largest of these was undoubtedly the central defense zone, which included the market and the surrounding three villages, boasting over sixty garrison soldiers alone, accounting for nearly a third of the total force.

These scholars and provincial graduates possessed a certain degree of local fame and prestige, and naturally became the primary candidates for town mayors and council members.

That Daoist priest Qian seemed deeply displeased by Old Daoist An's meddling and gave me no pleasant expression either, failing to explain the situation to the villager's relatives, which left me feeling extremely awkward and guilty.

My grandfather and I checked the time outside the hospital; it was already past ten in the morning. Going to the police substation or public security bureau now would be cutting it too close, so we decided to head home first and deal with it in the afternoon.

Han Yiying had learned from chatting with Lin Xiaofan some time ago that Lin Xiaofan was shooting a movie. Yesterday, recalling this matter, she asked Lin Xiaofan about it, only to learn that the movie was releasing today.

These imperial guard soldiers had just forcibly raped Zhao Yuanying. At this moment, Zhao Yuanying was utterly unrecognizable, yet there were still imperial guard soldiers bustling around her in attendance.

As she spoke, the artifact-crafting console and the hourglass vanished from Teng Han's sight, and a pair of spectacles appeared on the table.

Although Ying Zheng had long known of Le Huai's special identity, he ultimately never anticipated that Le Huai could plant such a massive military force within Qi Commandery. Even less did he expect that Le Huai would be audacious enough to directly launch a rebellion.