Chapter 854: Hiring the Gangke Tribe! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Aaaaah!”
A scream tore through the air as the four-feet-thick barrier of Stellar Energy around Nalou Lubu rapidly extinguished. After a few moments of silence, Nalou Lubu's mangled body toppled to the ground, blood spurting out from both him and his warhorse.
In death, Nalou Lubu's eyes were still wide in seeming disbelief, stunned that he could die like this to these three thousand men.
Clang!
A Wushang cavalryman flew past, his sword sweeping down and immediately sending Nalou Lubu's head flying several zhang. And with Nalou Lubu's death, the Western Turks fell into complete chaos.
”Kill!”
Cheng Sanyuan immediately gave the order to strike while the iron was hot.
Nalou Lubu had still been too careless. Although Cheng Sanyuan wasn't some renowned general, the Wushang Cavalry behind him were the best in the world. Wang Chong had used this same technique in his attack on Zhangzhung Training Camp to kill the Saint Martial realm Dayan Pugyal, so how could Nalou Lubu contend against it?
”Aaaaah!”
Without the command of Nalou Lubu, even though the Western Turks still had twenty thousand soldiers, they no longer had the strength to organize an effective counter.
”Kill!”
When Heba Ye arrived with eight thousand soldiers from another direction, the battle was completely settled.
When the news of this defeat reached Mount Sanmi, the entirety of the Khagan's court trembled!
……
To the south of Qixi, along the Silk Road leading to the capital, an expansive road of cement was extending to the Western Regions, several thousand kilometers in length and traversing many mountains. At the end of this road, thousands of workers were laboring like bees.
Zhao Jingdian, several nobles from the capital, and the elders of the great clans were supervising this entire process.
Flap flap!
A carrier pigeon descended from the sky, and Zhao Jingdian extended his right hand to receive it. With just a glance, Zhao Jingdian turned serious.
”It's a letter from Lord Marquis!”
Zhao Jingdian opened the letter, scanned through it, and immediately put it away. He strode up to the front, stopping in front of an old man wearing close-fitting clothes.
”Sir Xu, how much farther is Wushang?” Zhao Jingdian asked.
”It's not far,” the old man replied. ”In truth, we could have reached Wushang some time ago, but according to Milord's orders, we widened the road and strengthened the cement so that it could hold even more weight. But if things continue like this, we should reach Wushang in twenty days at most.”
The old man was the chief foreman, the representative of the clan alliance for this project. All matters involving construction speed were under his control.
”Twenty days?”
Zhao Jingdian frowned and put up one finger.
”I only give you ten days. In ten days, the road must reach Wushang.”
”This…”
After a brief moment of hesitation, the old man nodded.
”Although it's somewhat difficult, it shouldn’t be too big of a problem. If Milord is in a hurry, I can personally supervise the task and urge them on.”
”Okay!”
Zhao Jingdian nodded and said no more.
Wang Chong had given him a time limit of twenty days, but Zhao Jingdian was well aware that something that necessitated the marquis personally writing a letter hurrying him on was extremely urgent, so Zhao Jingdian had changed this limit to ten days.
I hope that this can be of help to Lord Marquis! Zhao Jingdian quietly said to himself.
……
While the pace on the construction of the cement road was being quickened, countless chimneys across the Central Plains were belching out black smoke. All the sword-smithing clans, sword shops, and smiths had begun to fully mobilize, frenziedly working on the steel modules that Wang Chong required.
If one looked down from the skies and viewed these tens of thousands of sword shops and smiths, they would see a most grandiose and magnificent sight!
”Pack up all these steel modules! I need them to be delivered to Qixi as quickly as possible! As for payment, there's no need to worry about that. Our customer is the Wang Clan of the capital, and there's nothing more trustworthy than a clan of ministers and generals. The buyer is precisely the Young Marquis whose title was personally bestowed by the Sage Emperor.”
In an ancient residence within Jiangnan, a refined steward dressed in blue robes was currently pressing a caravan to quickly load the steel modules onto the carriages. Having already gone through the process once, these sword-smithing clans had greatly increased their speed and efficiency.