Chapter 148: Capturing Antong City Through Strategy

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As mentioned in the previous chapter, Yang Gulu had the city gates opened and charged into the city ahead of everyone else!
Upon entering, he raised his twin ram-head overlord hammers high and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Close the city gates!"
Most of the demon soldiers he brought had already been waiting near the city gates. Hearing the command, they exerted all their strength to push the heavy doors!
With a creaking sound—
The great gates were about to shut.
At this moment, Ye Feng was inside the city, disguised as a demon soldier.
He had long since perceived that Yang Gulu was no good—a treacherous and sinister villain who outwardly complied while inwardly plotting against them. Therefore, the moment he entered the city, he had stationed himself right by the gates.
Seeing that the demon soldiers were about to close the gates, he swung the Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand.
"Slash!"
"Aargh!"
...
A few miserable shrieks echoed.
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Pushing the gates...
Meanwhile, far away in the royal capital of Tianfeng City, an extraordinarily grand wedding was taking place. The main palace avenue was already packed with a sea of people, and countless armed and armored soldiers maintained order at both ends of the street.
"Speak, who sent you? If you don't talk, I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead," Kroso said immediately, seizing the opportunity to act fierce on borrowed power as he witnessed the situation.
The song ended, the zither notes dispersed. With hazy dual-colored pupils, looking at Tianhe, who had already calmed down and fallen into a deep sleep, Ziying made the ancient zither vanish, walked softly to Tianhe's window, and gently leaned over to cover him with the quilt. She reached out to tenderly wipe away the two tear tracks on Tianhe's face, sighed softly, turned, and slipped out of the room, pulling the door shut behind her.
Sima Feng was deep in thought when suddenly the doorbell rang. Sima Feng opened his eyes, glanced at a young man beside him, and motioned for him to go open the door.
Yi Jae-myung nodded silently, then prepared to take his leave. However, just as he reached the doorway, Lee Kun-hee called out to stop him.
"Fang Yuan, take a piece of friendly advice from me, will you?" Yu Fengyi, flushed with wine, suddenly blurted out to Fang Yuan.
In this city of Tokyo, the neighborhood system had long since collapsed. Residents no longer lived enclosed within high-walled wards separated by inner walls like in the Han and Tang dynasties.
"If any valuable intelligence could be uncovered by a purely commercial family like yours, the Lin family would likely have collapsed long ago," Zong Yi remarked.
King Zhuosan shook his head, unable to laugh or cry at the sight, yet his internal resolve grew all the more firm.
"Oh dear, my young Master Su, how would I ever have the guts to disturb you? It's simply that the people from your manor have barged into my main hall and scared my girls out of their wits. Won't you please step outside and have a look, Master Su?" the brothel madam said, her face plastered with a flattering smile.
"Fine, fine, fine, suit yourself. I must leave first, lock the door." With that, she swept away like a gust of wind.
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Ji Wange searched all around the Shuntian Prefecture office and finally found the household registry archives in a remote corner. However, by the time she found them, the sky was already turning the pale white of fish bellies, leaving Ji Wange no choice but to head back to the manor and return at night.
"You're so used to driving such a nice car, why did you wrong yourself by driving a Buick?" I looked at her with a meaningful gaze.
Ji Wange's face turned bitter. Under normal circumstances, she naturally could have left with Peng Lifeng, but now that was impossible. The child in her belly was about to reach seven months, and her body simply couldn't endure any more tossing and turning.
Yihuan had been tossed about all night and hadn't eaten anything in the morning, so she had completely run out of strength by now.
"I don't believe there was nothing between you and her. She was so enthusiastic and proactive—could you really sit there unmoved and keep your composure?" I continued to press.
Prince Xu was confined to his manor and unable to leave, yet he did not stop his tantrums. Since he couldn't cause trouble for outsiders, he could only settle accounts once and for all with the Princess Consort.
Early the next morning, Zhou Mengqi stared at me with dark circles under her eyes, an inexplicable murderous intent surging through the air.
Ye Lingsu was still in a daze, as if she hadn't heard a word I said. I had no choice but to give her a gentle push. She snapped out of it, picked up a peach, and began to crunch into it.
"What kind of solution is this? Are you expecting me to make wedding dresses for someone else? Utterly absurd and foolish." The new emperor grew even more disappointed, having thought it was some groundbreaking initiative.
In the memories he had plundered from the Liuli Realm, only a Second-Transition Great Saint possessed the ability to fight recklessly within the turbulent currents of time and space.
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