Chu Yao sat beside his master and heard him ask a single question in a mild voice.
The swaggering young general ahead promptly collapsed to the ground, horse and rider alike.
And a hundred paces beyond the line held by the Qi Army, the vast, black mass of cavalry he had brought... had been thrown into complete chaos, men and horses tumbling over one another. Quite a few warhorses had already been frightened mad and were running wildly in every direction. Yet amid such disorder, not a single man or horse dared approach the carriage.
One word had sent a thousand troops fleeing in terror!
Little Chu Yao could think only of a line he had read before—
A true man should be like this!
He, Chu Yao, would keep sitting beside his master, following at his master's heels, and looking imposing together with him!
After the dust settled.
That magnificent steed with Demon Beast blood still knelt upon the ground, trembling too hard to move.
Huang Su's long hair had come loose atop its back, and his face was streaked with dust and grime.
Though a thousand troops stood a hundred paces away, though more than a hundred thousand Liang soldiers were stationed throughout Embroidered Peace Prefecture, though his grandfather Huang Deyi was here as well... none of it gave him the slightest sense of security.
It was as though only now did he realize that if Jiang Wang killed him today on the charge of leading troops to startle the carriage, perhaps no one in Liang Kingdom would dare stand up for him!
Strength, status, reputation... the gap between them lay in every aspect, and at this moment it was displayed with absolute clarity.
For one fleeting instant, he felt powerless.
But after only the briefest lapse, he