Zhaxi Dawa was so tormented by him that he didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights, and he saw every one of his generals as a spy Great Yan Dayan.
He drew his curved sword several times, intending to chop Chen Qing to pieces, but when the sword was held to Chen Qing's neck, Chen Qing just sneered:
"You killed me, and the Great Yan will not let you off. Moreover, without me keeping an eye on things, you'll never know who will poison you tomorrow!"
Zhaxi Dawa dared not kill him, so he tried to gag Chen Qing with a rag and lock him in a wooden cage in the rear guard.
When he couldn't hear the voice of the Chen Qing, Zhaxi Dawa became even more panicked, feeling as if the guards around him were about to draw their swords and stab him at any moment.
In less than half an hour, he would have to obediently release the Chen Qing to listen to his ramblings.
With such suspicion and a strategy of fighting and retreating, they managed to turn their 20,000 elite troops into frightened birds, and in one fell swoop, they retreated to Silver City in the heart of Tubo.
"Guards!"
Lock that wicked Chen Qing in the city lord's dungeon and have ten deaf-mute guards watch over him!
Zhaxi Dawa dismounted, his eyes bruised and dark, and staggered up the steps of the city lord's mansion.
The dozen or so Tubo commanders of one thousand and ten thousand men guarding Silver City came forward, and the leading lieutenant presented them with a bowl of steaming hot butter tea.
"General, you must be tired from your journey. I hope Zhen Daijin's Han army hasn't caught up with us yet?"
Zhaxi Dawa glanced at the deputy general suspiciously, not daring to drink the bowl of butter tea, and casually placed it on the stone table:
"How are Silver City's defenses? Are the supplies sufficient?"
"General, rest assured, everything is fine in the city."
The Tubo deputy general lowered his head and exchanged a subtle glance with the several centurions behind him.
In the sleeve pocket of his leather robe, he was carrying a porcelain bottle sealed with red silk, containing two bright red pills that emitted a strange fragrance.
A month ago, Dan Shi Yang Tie's plan had already come to fruition.
Now, most of the Tubo generals, both large and small, inside and outside Silver City have already taken the " Crimson Blood Divine Pill " refined by Yang Tie, becoming puppets controlled by their addiction to the pill and the huge sums of money they receive.
Once Zhaxi Dawa enters the city, they intend to seize this last Tubo army, along with the entire Silver City, and make it the possession of another force.
Chen Shi (7-9 AM), Tsukushi Port Wharf, Kyushu Island.
More than sixty giant warships modified by Zhen Meili and three steel floating fortresses lined up in a row, completely obscuring the sea surface.
Nearly ten thousand Great Yan soldiers of the Dayan Army and surrendered Goryeo sailors were chanting slogans as they carried large wooden crates, sealed with tape, onto the ship's cabin.
More than 20 million taels of gold and silver, 5,000 sets of heavy armor, tens of thousands of Wa iron swords, and gunpowder and sulfur plundered from the Iwami Silver Mine and the Imperial Palace's vaults lowered the waterline of the sixty large ships by a full three feet.
On the deck by the dock, the iron chains rattled.
Tuoba Mang, holding a horsewhip, led Shuangxi, Zhou Yanru, Gu Debai, a former traitorous general of the Qi and Lu Guard, who were imprisoned in a specially made iron cage.
Along with Wa criminals Inukami Jusaburo and Shōni Sukemoto, they were herded into the darkest cell at the bottom of the hold like livestock.
"Hurry up! Once we get back to Chang'an, you bunch of bastards will have your turn to enjoy life!"
Tuoba Mang kicked Zhou Yanru in the backside, slamming the thick wooden door of the dark cell shut.
At the bow of the vanguard warship at the very front of the fleet, Xie Linyuan sat cross-legged on the deck, with the blood-stained Nine-Turn Golden Wheel lying horizontally in his arms.
After the "great salvation ceremony for the entire family" in Heian-kyō,
Far from being corrupted by the sheer amount of blood he had amassed, his aura remained unchanged.
On the contrary, because of the bizarre closed loop of logic in their minds that "reuniting the whole family is the highest form of compassion,"
He had vaguely grasped the threshold of Half-Step Grandmaster.
"Your Highness, all supplies and wanted criminals have been loaded onto the ship. The wind is blowing from the southeast; we can set sail for the return journey at any time!"
Lin Qingdai onto the deck of the central commander's floating fortress and reported to Gu Moran, who was standing on the ship's tower.
Gu Moran stood in front of the railing of the three-story ship, the sea breeze blowing his black Qilin python robe.
He glanced at the Kyushu Island interior, now reduced to ruins and scorched earth, then drew his Sea-Calming Sword from his waist and pointed it towards the Great Yan Sea Frontier in the northwest:
"Fire the cannons! Set sail! Head back to Dengzhou!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three deafening cannon shots rang out on the sea, and more than sixty warships simultaneously raised their black sails, cutting through the waves and sailing away from Tsukushi Port in a grand procession, protected by three catamaran ironclad floating fortresses.
Gu Moran sheathed his sword, turned and walked down the ship's deck, pushing open the thick wooden door of the second-floor commander's cabin.
The main cabin was extremely spacious, with a pure white snow fox fur carpet taken from Emperor Takaichi's bedroom on the floor, and calming ambergris burning in the corner.
At this moment, the cabin was filled with a room full of women.
Gu Moli lay on the soft couch by the window, holding a Wa bronze mirror inlaid with pearls, looking at herself from left to right.
After several days of recuperation, Shen Ling'er and Meng Jiuning's complexions had regained their rosy hue. They were sitting around a round table sorting through the thousand-year-old ginseng and top-grade bird's nest that they had plundered from the Imperial Physicians' Office.
Murong Xue, Yun Shuyue, and Zhen Meili squatted on the carpet, picking and choosing among the sandalwood boxes filled with luminous pearls.
Behind the screen in the inner room, Kim Seon-a- ah was washing herself in front of a copper basin.
Upon hearing the door open, all the women looked up.
Gu Moli tossed the bronze mirror onto the soft couch, then ran barefoot across the fox fur rug. Just as she was about to pounce on Gu Moran, Gu Moran flipped his hand, using a folding fan from the table to press against her forehead, pushing her back onto the couch.
"Sit still, the boat is rocking a lot since we just set sail, don't fall."
Gu Moli pursed her lips, grabbed a large pearl, and threw it at Zhen Meili.
" Meili, take this and embed it into the hilt of my sword!"
Gu Moran smiled, walked to the round table, and touched the fair cheeks of Shen Ling'er and Meng Jiuning respectively. After confirming that their pulses were stable, he instructed:
"We brought back a lot of medicinal herbs from Wa this time. You two should pick the best ones and stew them for yourselves."
Before we arrived in Dengzhou, they were all fat and healthy, did you hear me?
Shen Ling'er blushed and nodded, while Meng Jiuning muttered something under her breath:
"Understood, Your Highness. We'll go to the medicine room now to keep an eye on the cooking process."
Oh, by the way, the Goryeo princess is waiting for you in the inner room. She said she needs to speak with you...
After saying that, he pulled Shen Ling'er, Yun Shuyue, Murong Xue and Zhen Meili, and also dragged Gu Moli, who was about to stop him, out of the main cabin, and considerately closed the cabin door for Gu Moran.
The cabin fell silent, with only the sound of waves lapping against the hull.
Gu Moran walked around the screen and entered the inner room.
Kim Seon-a had just taken off her blood-stained silver scale armor, leaving her only in a close-fitting silk vest and a pair of white silk trousers belonging to the Goryeo royal family.
Because I had just wiped my body with hot water,
Her long, dark hair was wet and draped over her fair, rounded shoulders. Water droplets slid down her swan-like neck and into the full neckline of her silk vest.
When Gu Moran entered, Kim Seon-a did not panic and hide as she had in the past few days.
Instead, she took the initiative to put down the handkerchief in her hand and walked over to him on the fox fur carpet.
In the past ten days or so, from the desperate plea for help at Incheon Port, to the life-or-death charade at White Sandbar, and then to yesterday's personal beheading of Emperor Takaichi in front of the Hall of Supreme Ultimate and the recapture of the Dragon Vein Map and the White Tiger Battle Flag,
This high and mighty first Goryeo of Goryeo,
Her entire heart and body were completely filled with this domineering and wicked man in front of her.
"Your Highness."
Kim Seon-a stopped a step in front of Gu Moran, raised her cool and beautiful face, and took the initiative to reach out and wrap her arms around Gu Moran's neck.