Chapter 583: The Decisive Battle! Tumi Sangzha! (1/2)
Chapter 583: The Decisive Battle! Tumi Sangzha!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Lion City, the strange military strategies, the metal walls on the mountain… Geluofeng had no idea how many more secrets this Great Tang youth was hiding, how many more mysterious objects he had on his person.
I've heard that Wang Jiuling was a pillar of the Great Tang, that as long as Jiuling did not fall, neither would the Great Tang. I didn't want to believe it before, but it now seems that if I want to deal with the Great Tang, I first have to exterminate the Wang line!
Geluofeng closed his eyes for a moment as an irrepressible killing intent surged through his mind.
Once, on a visit to the capital, he had had the chance to meet Duke Jiu. He had been a man of mediocre appearance, nothing more. And he had been far too kind, his style of doing things completely different from his own.
Afterward, he no longer paid this Duke Jiu much mind!
Geluofeng had never expected that so many years later, his son and grandson would become the stumbling blocks in his conquest of the Great Tang's southwest, one of those stumbling blocks that he could not ignore!
”Father, let me lead some soldiers up. Right now is the best chance to deal with the Tang!”
A voice at his ear roused Geluofeng from his thoughts.
Fengjiayi was seated on a white steed, his eyes filled with loathing as he stared at the summit.
As the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao, Fengjiayi had always had a very far-reaching gaze. Only figures like Huoshu Huicang, Zhangchou Jianqiong, Gao Xianzhi, Geshu Han, Zhang Shougui, and Wang Zhongsi were worth his gaze.
Fengjiayi had never imagined that he would have to regard a mere teenager, someone younger than him, with the same level of respect, and this fellow was still a complete nobody.
But Wang Chong had succeeded in this feat.
”You want to avenge Jiaosiluo?”
Geluofeng's eyes widened. Although he showed no emotion on this surface, there was a deep displeasure in his heart. Jiaosiluo was a Tibetan. No matter how close Fengjiayi felt to him, this fact could not be altered.
If someone should avenge Jiaosiluo, it should be a Tibetan, not the Crown Prince of Mengshe Zhao.
This was the complete opposite order!
If Fengjiayi was willing to risk the lives of the people of Mengshe Zhao for the sake of some foreign general, then Geluofeng would truly have to ponder the candidate to inherit the throne of Mengshe Zhao!
Fengjiayi froze a moment before sternly replying, ”Yes, Royal Father! But it is not the entire reason!”
”Oh?”
Geluofeng's brow visibly relaxed.
”Royal Father, my friendship with Jiaosiluo was a private one, and I can still tell the difference between the public and private. If Jiaosiluo had died elsewhere or for other reasons, even if your child wanted to help, he would go alone.
”But our Mengshe Zhao is fighting with the Great Tang, and Jiaosiluo died on the mountain when he was helping us attack the Great Tang. His death was not a private affair, but for the public good!