Chapter 338

Bai Lang simply couldn't figure out how Li Shimin won this battle; the news from those caravans sounded even more like a fantasy novel. However, the fact that Li Shimin, after fighting a day and night, directly routed the three armies is true, because in the subsequent pursuit and slaughter Wang Shichong, Dou Jiande, Li Mi, and many of their subordinates' generals were either killed or captured.

"Wind sweeps away the scattered clouds." Bai Lang muttered, it seems this is not like his incredibly ferocious battle formation charge, but rather finding the enemy's weakness and striking successfully. At least one thing those caravans agree on is that the Prince of Qin, Li Shimin, personally led a few elite cavalry to observe the formation, then sought an opportunity for a surprise attack, and then guided the main army to charge; that's how it was decided.

Also mentioned was that after fighting multiple times in a day and night, through repeated pursuit and assault, the enemy army was completely routed. "Does this count as the Li Shimin of history finally swallowing this world's Li Shimin? Great, how could a petty Hong Kong writer possibly know just how heroic the true Tang Taizong, who embodies dragon patterns and phoenix grace and is the symbol of heaven and sun, is?"

No matter what, Li Er has fully displayed his ambition to unify the world—after defeating these three forces and capturing so many people, once these three forces are destroyed it means the pacification of the north. And the Flying Horse Ranch, the Double Dragon Army, and the other bunch of scoundrels scurrying about in the south will all be strung up and beaten.

Bai Lang left the grasslands; when he traveled by carriage, everyone who saw him either fled or came to flatter him— the title of Grand Master spread across the world, the number one expert shocked the nine provinces. But this also made Bai Lang feel truly boring— he couldn't even find anyone daring to attack him, and if he took the initiative to attack others, he felt the opponent simply lost courage, making it pointless and uninteresting.

Bored Bai Lang could only look for a place to settle— in the vast Central Plains he was constantly bothered, always having this or that person show up seeking shelter, asking to become his disciple, or begging him to come out of retirement to help; Bai Lang had no intention of killing such people— Bai Lang said he wasn't good at killing, and he didn't know whether others believed him...

Thus he could only be a small boat departing from now on, entrusting his remaining life to the rivers and seas— perhaps he would go into seclusion. This seclusion also required choosing a place; the so-called 'seclusion' in Luoyang or Chang'an, or just washing up and sleeping, would do. But Bai Lang, as well as the three women, would absolutely not want to live on some island and then start from scratch.

Their idea of seclusion was living in a grand mansion, preferably with a bustling lane right outside the door, and then no one coming to disturb... such a shameless notion. The so-called 'finding tranquility amidst noise'... could it be done? It could be done, as long as Bai Lang casually asked the Li clan for a residence, then took a mansion, went in and kept his head down without going out, and it would be settled.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so hard; after all, the choices are varied. No one in the world dares to employ Bai Lang, but also no one 'needs' Bai Lang, this great butcher. 'The usefulness of the useless?' That White Tiger Star King also gave a wry smile, merely sighing at his situation. However, he felt no sense of loss; in this world he had long been restricted, and now his situation is to strive to deepen his skill proficiency, to live well with these few women, and when the time comes to roll away and depart, he hopes it will go smoothly.

After all, that damned demon monk left a dagger plunged into the world's chrysanthemum— if such a thing exists, a knife that keeps going deeper, and the hilt is held by the demon monk gripping Bai Lang's hand from afar. Dealing with this, Bai Lang only hopes he will also be careful in his daily life.

The pressure of this world seems unable to directly kill him, but now it appears to have changed its method— namely, making him drink cold water and get a toothache. Since killing Bi Xuan and breaking out of the grasslands, Bai Lang has achieved fame and success in the big picture, but in daily life he occasionally encounters those unlucky incidents— though they don't amount to injury, they are enough to be disgusting.

"All he can do is disgust people in this way, after all it's senseless heavenly will." Heavenly will without personality is normal; if there truly were some entity carrying out heavenly will, that would be strange. Fortunately, whether in this world or Bai Lang's world, it seems there is no such personified heavenly will.

Li Shimin advanced triumphantly, and Bai Lang ended up merely setting up a residence in Jiangling, calling it 'seclusion'— nothing more than carrying people and goods overnight, running hundreds of miles with tremendous strength, letting the woman wearing a human skin mask go out to buy a large mansion— fortunately the old man still had some goods in hand.

After Li Shimin's troops finished resting and split into several routes heading south, the army he personally led marched straight into Huainan; it was no surprise that Xiao Xian's troops were no match for a single blow. Li Shimin merely stationed his forces without moving and attracted all of Xiao Xian's army's attention, while Li Jing seized the opportunity to flank and strike, utterly defeating Xiao Xian's entire army.

Next came the Double Dragon Army; these two fellows were equally unable to withstand a single strike— the measly Kou Zhong plus the measly Xu Zi Ling dared to contend with the sun and moon? So Li Shimin simply led light cavalry in a surprise attack, piercing the Double Dragon Army then striking from behind, adding pressure from the front, and just one battle sent these two boys fleeing in defeat. Martial arts? Li Shimin only needed momentum, why need martial arts! Moreover, Li Er's archery could shoot both accurately and swiftly.

Bai Lang went to watch this battle, "The Prince of Qin's Battle-Breaking Music, the Prince of Qin's Battle-Breaking Music..." Bai Lang also felt myriad emotions, why hasn't anyone composed a 'White Tiger Battle-Breaking Music' for him? He felt that his aura and killing intent when breaking formations should surpass Li Shimin's; what he lacked was merely the command of the following light cavalry.

Li Shimin advances and retreats like the wind, directs as he wishes, while Bai Lang is simply fierce, brutal, and charges forward like a rampaging boar.

Finally Bai Lang also went into seclusion in a place known to all— since he doesn't show himself, others can only pretend not to know. When the Prince of Qin swept away the six directions and unified the world, Li Yuan this fellow instead sent a long procession to Jiangling— Bai Lang has always been a Sui general from start to finish, never having served another power. And the Li Tang, naturally honoring loyalists of the previous dynasty, also received honorary titles, especially since Bai Lang truly never lifted a hand to hinder the Li Tang...

At this time, the Bai household also had a Bai Qing'er of the same surname— this woman, after narrowly escaping death, sometimes acted normally, sometimes abnormally, though her martial arts had recovered and become considerably stronger, yet extremely strange. Her master and senior and junior sisters had all disappeared, the entire Yin Kui sect had vanished, it seems they were devoured by that demon realm's Pure Thought Zen Monastery.

Those taken by the Pure Thought Zen Monastery as 'missing,' in Bai Lang's feeling many of them probably aren't dead, but if you ask them themselves, they likely still think it's better to be dead. The demon realm surely twisted them into its own kind; as for what exactly they are, look in the Buddhist scriptures— nothing else but the demons under Mara's command and such.

Bai Lang looked at the Li Tang imperial edict before him and the various rewards sent, as well as the things corresponding to his current status—food, clothing, housing, travel—"Not easy, this Li Yuan actually enfeoffed a duke? Duke of Chu?" He felt that Li Tang was raising him up high.