[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-149":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","From Special Forces to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2315199,4527,"Chapter 149: Guo and Qiu Meet","from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-149",149,"\u003Cp>Just as Wanyan Gang repelled the Song army and signed a treaty with the Song court, he received news that the coalition forces dispatched from all regions had been crushed by the rebels, and Zhongdu City had fallen to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Wanyan Gang was stunned—he was still leading his troops in a bloody war against the Song, yet the Great Jin had already fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empress Yang and Shi Miyuan were equally bewildered: could the treaty their Song court had signed with the northern revolutionary forces still stand? They had assassinated the negotiators and those supplying funds and grain, and even engaged in peace talks with the Jin, demanding the return of craftsmen sent north.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now that our Shaanbei People’s Revolutionary Army has just entered Shaanbei, the local populace still remembers the past atrocities of the Jurchens—burning, killing, and looting. At this moment, we absolutely cannot make any mistakes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, strictly enforce the Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention; second, promptly launch campaigns to seize land from tyrants and redistribute it, so the people of Guan and Shaan clearly understand we are a force serving the people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Also, those from the Central Revolutionary Zone are close to the local masses—when facing difficulties, always seek help from these comrades.” Guo Jing issued these orders calmly as he fully occupied the Guan and Shaan regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!” The officers present rose at once, solemnly pledging their commitment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must be said that agrarian civilization was far more prosperous than nomadic civilization—the Tanguts and Mongols who had just arrived were momentarily dazzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haming, who was using silver notes to purchase supplies for the company’s evening celebration, was so awestruck by the bustling market that he couldn’t help but sigh: though his hometown, under the governance of Comrade Nie and Comrade Guo, had improved immeasurably, it still paled beside the splendor of this city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he first entered Xia, he thought Xingqing Prefecture was magnificent—but now, upon entering Xi’an, he realized Xingqing meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Zhongdu and Bianzhou were still out there—just as he paused, lost in thought, a young man hurried over to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the youth approach, Hami eagerly grabbed his hand and said, “Zhang Ming, you’ve come at the perfect time—I’m buying supplies for tonight’s celebration. As the host of northern Shaan, you must give me a proper tour.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Zhang Ming, why do you look so pale? What’s happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man was a member of the underground party in the Central Revolutionary Zone and had provided crucial aid during the liberation of Guan and Shaan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as they established the People’s Government in Guan and Shaan, their help in mediating conflicts remained indispensable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade Hami, you won’t be resting tonight—we just received word that Huangfeng Village was attacked by bandits; all village committee members were killed, and civilians suffered heavy casualties.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The higher command has ordered all garrison units to immediately crush the bandits. Comrade Hami, though these bandits are weak in combat, they know the terrain well and can easily set traps for you. Moreover, powerful martial artists are secretly aiding them—try to capture a few alive for interrogation.” Zhang Ming spoke with grave seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the words “martial artists,” Hami asked seriously, “How do they compare to Iron Corpse Mei Chaofeng and Bronze Corpse Chen Xuanfeng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ming froze, momentarily speechless—could such masters really be hiding in a bandit stronghold?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come on, even Changchunzi, the strongest of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, couldn’t defeat those two. Across the entire realm, fewer than ten people surpassed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Ming’s expression, Hami quickly asked, “Then how do they compare to the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Seven Heroes of Jiangnan were famed martial heroes of the south—they once defeated a martial sect of over a hundred men. This so-called martial artist is probably about as strong as one among those hundred.” Zhang Ming had once joined the Beggar’s Sect and knew well the ways of the martial world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Hami looked disappointed. “So these martial artists are that weak? A newly armed soldier with a rifle could take them out. By the way, aren’t the Four Standing Committee members also martial artists? Why are other martial artists so much weaker?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard the Central Revolutionary Zone deployed ten thousand troops to capture Ouyang Feng—one man against ten thousand. Can the other Four Extremes—Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Eastern Heretic—match the Standing Committee members?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, and isn’t Wang Chongyang, the founder of Quanzhen, still the number one? Could he use thunder magic like the Standing Committee members?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pfft.” A raggedly dressed man in the restaurant couldn’t help spitting out his food; across from him, Qiu Chuji wiped his face, helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old saying is true: rumors become truth. How did the legend of Ouyang Feng holding off ten thousand spread? If not for Zhang Chu’an’s cowardice, a few hundred men could’ve turned him into a honeycomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what Zhang Chu’an and Zhang Xiaofan practice—call that martial arts? That’s cultivation magic. They simply disdain to join the martial world’s duels, otherwise the entire martial realm wouldn’t be enough for them to slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, martial arts are the least significant thing in the cause they’ve accomplished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Shi Jingtang recognized the Khitans as his father and ceded the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun, the Jurchens seized the Central Plains; the Jingkang Humiliation occurred; Yue Fei raised his army to storm the Yellow Dragon Fortress, only to be recalled by twelve golden tablets and executed by Qin Gui on false charges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Qin Gui proposed the policy: “Southerners return south; Northerners return north.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much sorrow, so much blood and tears had stained this land. Now, seeing its people no longer suffer as they did in his youth, he felt inexplicably moved—almost to tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of his family, who had once followed him north as slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chuji, before coming to Guan and Shaan, I assumed the Xia army would at least harass the people—even if they didn’t burn and loot. But I never imagined they wouldn’t take so much as a needle or thread from the masses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought even if they didn’t burn and loot, they’d steal chickens, sneak dogs, or flirt with girls in the fields. Yet I never imagined that among two or three hundred thousand, not a single one did such things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because they are the people’s army.” Hong Qigong turned toward the voice and saw a simple-faced youth standing before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you?” Hong Qigong asked hesitantly. For some reason, though he’d never met the boy before, he felt an instinctive warmth—as if facing his own nephew or son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I founded the revolutionary zone in the desert, I heard from Chu’an and Xiaofan how much you helped them. I’ve long wanted to meet you. And Master Qiu—you and I are meeting for the first time, yet we’re old acquaintances. To be honest, my name, Guo Jing, was given to me by you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Qiu Chuji wept bitterly, stepping forward to pat Guo Jing’s shoulder. “You’ve grown—you’ve truly grown. I never imagined that Guo Xiong’s son would not only grow up, but accomplish what Master Chongyang and Marshal Yue never could. If Guo Xiong were alive, he’d be overjoyed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once, I made a pact with the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan to have you duel Yang Kang at Nanhu in Jiaxing. Now I see—I, Qiu Chuji, have lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Chuji recalled Yang Kang, still unwilling to acknowledge Yang Tiexin as his father, and sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, Master Qiu, you’re being too modest.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1260,"2026-06-20T13:48:22.834Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","843ad50da9f7c7be0ab9595c20c39e30ffda02755aa2f97859ad9b01059450a3","from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-150","from-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-chapter-148",205,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-special-forces-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]