Chapter 728: Hidden Danger! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Ü-Tsang might not have been a party to the 'drama' taking place in the Great Tang's northwest in Qixi, but it had been keeping a close eye on it the entire time. Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing, Fumeng Lingcha, and Longxi's Geshu Han… the long arc of a border between the Great Tang and Ü-Tsang was garrisoned by no less than three of the Great Tang's Imperial Great Generals.

In normal circumstances, Ü-Tsang would never dare to rashly act until it had made all the preparations and gathered sufficient soldiers.

But with the arrival of that 'Brigadier General' from the Great Tang, the future 'Great Tang Eighth Great General', Ü-Tsang suddenly found a chance. In truth, Dusong Mangpoje and Dayan Mangban had come because they had smelled bait.

And none other than Fumeng Lingcha had laid this bait!

”Hmph, he's rather smart. Although I don't like being used by others, if it's that bastard… I don't mind being used just once! The Tsenpo and the Great Minister are probably thinking the same thing,” Dayan Mangban said.

The air instantly grew rather solemn. Dusong Mangpoje had shut his mouth, not saying a word.

In the Ü-Tsang Empire, the name 'Wang Chong' and even the events of the southwestern war had become a sort of taboo. The plague that this youngest son of the Wang Clan had spread through the plateau even now had still not come to an end.

Several hundred thousand cavalry of the Ngari Royal Lineage had been smashed into dust in that campaign, with the Four Royal Lineages now becoming three. And the mountain of corpses had become the foundation for that person's reputation.

Even the Ngari Great Minister Dalun Ruozan, known and respected throughout the world for his intelligence and courage, had ended up being jailed by the Tsenpo because of that campaign.

Other than a few of the Great Tang's renowned generals, no one in the history of Ü-Tsang had ever dealt the empire as grievous a blow as Wang Chong. And not even those renowned generals would have done what Wang Chong did, spreading plague over the steppe.

One could easily imagine the loathing all the Tibetan commanders felt for Wang Chong.

When it was learned that Wang Chong was building a city in Wushang, only several hundred li from the northern border of the plateau, even though Ü-Tsang knew that Fumeng Lingcha had intentionally leaked this news, it was still willing to take the bait.

”The Han have a saying that goes, 'for a nobleman to take revenge, ten years is not too long', but we Tibetans can't wait that long,” Dusong Mangpoje said, his expression grave. ”This internal strife amongst the Tang is an extremely rare chance for us. Geshu Han doesn't know that we're here yet, so we can use this opportunity to eliminate that Wang Clan scion. Threats must be strangled in the cradle. If that youngest son of the Wang Clan is allowed to mature, he will become a mortal affliction for our Ü-Tsang in just two or three years, and the Great Tang really will obtain yet another Imperial Great General. No matter what, we cannot let him leave alive, much less allow him to use that City of Steel as a base to reenact the southwest!”

Part of the reason Dusong Mangpoje had managed to arrive so quickly was that he wanted to kill Wang Chong and avenge the two hundred thousand soldiers of the Ngari Royal Lineage. But the other part was that the Tsenpo had felt a deep unease.

The Wang Clan's youngest son was a manifestation of this deep concern, a most unpredictable variable. Based on the Lion City that he had constructed by the Erhai, no Tibetan believed that he was building this City of Steel in Wushang purely to manage his fief.

”Get ready! Use this chance and eliminate him to avenge Dalun Ruozan and the others. As for Fumeng Lingcha, we still need to keep an eye on that old fox. I will keep watch on him.”

Dusong Mangpoje quickly turned his horse around and galloped back in the direction he had come.

”Heheheh…”

Dayan Mangban looked down over the edge of the plateau, toward that place on the horizon where thick smoke curled into the sky. He gave a mysterious laugh before turning his horse around and galloping into the distance.

The pair quickly vanished.

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”Wang Chong, what are you preparing to do next? The ten days will go by quickly. Are you really planning to withdraw? Or do you plan to completely break off relations with him? But Fumeng Lingcha is Qixi's Protector-General!”

On the high steel walls, Bai Siling followed behind Wang Chong, her black eyebrows tightly creased. Ever since Fumeng Lingcha had left, Bai Siling had been very concerned, her heart weighed down by worry.

Although she was infuriated by Fumeng Lingcha's actions and felt them to be extremely shameless, he was still an Imperial Great General, the highest commander of Qixi. No one could underestimate his words.

Wang Chong held his hands behind him and indifferently said, ”There's no need to break off relations, as that's already happened.”

While Bai Siling had been concerned and worried, Wang Chong had spent these last few days acting like nothing had happened.

”I absolutely cannot withdraw from Wushang, and he absolutely cannot let me be. The 'ten days' were just a time he gave on the spot, but he would never really give me ten days.”

”Ah?!” Bai Siling was first stunned, but when she glanced at the relaxed look on Wang Chong's face, she instantly turned furious. ”Then why are you still so calm?”

”Haha, relax. He wouldn't dare do anything too out of line. Qixi's Protector-General can only concern himself with Qixi, not with my territory. Moreover, even though I don't look worried, who said that I wasn't doing anything?”

Wang Chong turned his head, his lips curling into a faint smile at Bai Siling's furious appearance. After spending a while with Bai Siling, he was beginning to find her worried and angry appearance rather cute.

Bai Siling froze for a moment, and just when she was about to ask just what this plan was, she was interrupted by the galloping of hooves. A horseman was riding in from the north, stirring a large cloud of dust. From the distance, he could be heard shouting, ”News!”