The Fifty Chapters

The following scene, though difficult to describe, was a slow-motion effect caused by psychological factors. Bai Lang's right hand clearly and distinctly grasped the head of a general from Zuo Liangyu's army who was shouting—since it was a banquet, the man was only wearing a headscarf, so everyone could see clearly. Bai Lang's five fingers dug in as if into tofu, directly pulling it out with blood.

The human skull, the hardest part of the body, was like an eggshell. Blood and white fluid flowed from the head as it was pushed into the chest cavity, preventing him from speaking further. The man whose head was pushed in thrashed a few times before collapsing lifelessly.

Everyone's throats felt as if they were choked, and they stared blankly at the scene. They couldn't tell if Bai Lang's movements were fast or slow. It seemed that only after the man twitched and fell did Bai Lang turn towards another general who had simultaneously jumped out to block him and protect Zuo Liangyu.

The subsequent actions were also clearly visible to everyone, yet for some reason, they couldn't move. Bai Lang's left hand reached out. These generals, despite attending the banquet, were wearing chain mail, but it seemed useless now. Bai Lang's left hand casually plunged into the general's chest. As it emerged from his back, they saw he was holding a heart. Everyone present, except Governor Deng and the dancers, was a hardened killer and could recognize a human heart at a glance—some might have even eaten one.

However, this situation was too horrifying. Bai Lang withdrew his hand, casually tossed the heart aside, and spun around to face Zuo Liangyu directly. A smile played on Bai Lang's lips, sending a shiver down everyone's spine. Was this a ferocious tiger baring its teeth? Only then did the generals snap back to reality, shouting loudly as their personal guards rushed forward—though their movements were somewhat sluggish.

Zuo Liangyu drew the firearm from his waist, while two personal guards standing beside him drew their sabers and blocked Bai Lang's path. As Bai Lang charged, a personal guard swung his saber—these were trusted household retainers, well-fed by Zuo Liangyu. They had spent their days tempering strength and practicing martial arts. In terms of battlefield combat skills, they might not be inferior to the Qing soldiers' Bayala.

The long saber fell, and Bai Lang didn't dodge. The blow landed on Bai Lang's shoulder. A normal person struck like this would be cut in half from shoulder to waist, but Bai Lang's shoulder only tore his clothes. The saber recoiled, and the personal guard couldn't hold on, his tiger mouth splitting. "Even the weapons of the Qing soldiers' Bayala and Ge Bu Xian Chao Ha can't break my Golden Bell Shield, so what are you?"

Bai Lang charged forward, and the personal guard in front of him flew backward, crashing into Zuo Liangyu. Mid-air, the man's bones were shattered, and he spat blood, no longer alive. Zuo Liangyu, in his panic, fired his firearm, but it only hit the flying personal guard. The guard's corpse slammed into Zuo Liangyu, breaking his arm.

As Zuo Liangyu scrambled to escape, Bai Lang's hand was already on his neck.

The tent fell silent. Governor Deng finally reacted, "General Bai, stop. Actually, you don't need to stop." Three corpses lay in the tent, each with a different cause of death, and the smell of blood permeated the air. The dancers had already shrunk into a frightened ball, not daring to make a sound. The generals and their guards, seeing Bai Lang's hand on Zuo Liangyu's neck, didn't know what to do.

"Commander Zuo? Are you going to save Xiangyang or not?" As he spoke, Bai Lang suddenly kicked backward, his foot striking the remaining personal guard's neck and cleanly severing his head. This personal guard indeed knew martial arts and internal energy, as he had been ahead of Zuo Liangyu. Now, he suddenly used his Lightness Skill to silently pounce at Bai Lang from behind.

Ultimately, his neck couldn't withstand the force of the Golden Bell Shield. Bai Lang directly snapped it. The Golden Bell Shield was heavy and solid, but the Tiger Form struck like lightning. Bai Lang's ability to integrate both showed considerable talent. Zuo Liangyu immediately straightened his expression, "Xiangyang is a vital location for the court, of course, I will save it!" Governor Deng also nodded, "Commander Zuo is indeed a crucial general for the nation."

Just as he finished speaking, Bai Lang suddenly said, "No, what if he doesn't keep his word after being released? Forget it, I'll just kill him." Before Governor Deng or anyone else in the tent could react or shout, Bai Lang had already pulled off Zuo Liangyu's head, and blood sprayed onto the tent ceiling.

Governor Deng fainted. With things having escalated to this point, could he do anything else?

Zuo Liangyu was decisively killed. What about his army? Who would lead them? Since Governor Deng had "fainted," Bai Lang spoke in the tent—of course, before that, he kicked over the headless corpse and held Zuo Liangyu's head by the spine. "You few, are you willing to go with Commander Zuo? Or go with Governor Deng?"

Bai Lang asked the other generals in the tent with a nonchalant expression. Visibly, large beads of sweat appeared on their faces. Although the tent was not drafty or hot, while sweating profusely, they felt cold all over. The person before them was a human beast. If they said they would go with Commander Zuo, they feared they would be joining Zuo Liangyu in the afterlife today.

So, they all said they would naturally go with Governor Deng. "Then why don't you quickly wake up the Governor and invite him to the main seat? Then go gather your troops and have the Governor review them?" Bai Lang continued. The others immediately scrambled to help Governor Deng to the main seat, carefully pinching his philtrum while secretly glancing at Bai Lang, who was holding a head. They were afraid this guy might have a sudden change of mood and kill someone.

Governor Deng woke up very quickly. As soon as he "woke up," Bai Lang immediately pinned Zuo Liangyu's head onto his corpse, cupped his fists, and knelt, "Reporting to the Governor, Commander Zuo has died suddenly of illness. I request that the Governor command Commander Zuo's entire army to save Xiangyang! Is that not so?"

The generals all chimed in, "Yes, we request the Governor permit us to organize our troops for your review." After speaking, they all looked expectantly at Governor Deng, hoping he would say "Yes!" and let them run out—at least for now, this human tiger seemed to obey the Governor. As these generals thought deeper, their gaze towards Governor Deng held deep fear.

Why did Bai Lang suddenly go berserk and kill? Was someone instigating him? Commander Zuo was an important general. Could it be that the Supervisor killed him like Commander Mao back then? Thinking further—how did the Emperor view Commander Zuo? The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became.