Chapter 641
Moments later, at Wang Family's Soy Sauce Alley.
Cuier shoved the Jade Bone Bell into Xiao Yu's hands and said, "I understand—you want Xiao Qiang to stay with me and continue protecting me and the Wang family.
But I understand his heart.
He's a loyal dog, and loyal dogs most want to follow their master.
He's protected our family for six or seven years; that's enough for both him and us.
You don't need to worry about my safety or San Gouzi's.
Now that you've brought the Western Shu demon plague
to the palace for an audience, only to find the man accompanied by a servant, a youth of about seventeen or eighteen, lively and clever—but what startled Jing Rong even more was that this child bore an uncanny resemblance to Hao Liancheng.
Youzi Shi didn't want to waste a single day—he had to bring Zhang San and Li Si under his command at once.
Long Lan'er nodded, watching Ling Yue depart with reluctant eyes, then returned to her room and resumed embroidery, silent as an old woman worn by time.
Facing Lao Xiao's stunned expression, the Gravekeeper and Yan San also looked bewildered—they had no idea what he saw on that flat stretch of ground.
Looking at the cowardly demeanor of this flag chief, Lao Xiao felt a sudden jolt—he couldn't tell if he'd made a mistake; how could this man be the flag chief of that tough warrior just now?
Ye Qi froze. Yan'er wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, resting her head against his back, weeping heartbreakingly…
The energy of ice and fire relentlessly battered Chen Feng's body, gradually elevating his cultivation base. Though the increase was barely perceptible, compared to the years of painstaking cultivation by a Secret Practitioner, it could truly be called rapid.
"You dragged me all this way just to chase him? What's he doing here?" the Moon Spirit asked, puzzled why they'd pursued him to such a place.
Ye Hua thought Mi Tu had learned of his two brothers' capture and rushed back in haste—but why had the Flying Sword Immortal let him go? Did he truly accept a draw? Ye Hua couldn't figure it out, so he gave up thinking and led his men toward the coordinates provided by the Firefly.
At this moment, beneath Cheng Qiong's feet, a strange flame burned—black flame, within which lay a stone carved with peculiar secret patterns. Raindrops dripped steadily from Cheng Qiong's eyebrows, nose, and chin, falling onto the stone in the fire, vanishing instantly without a sound.
Below the fortress wall, the enemy troops had just gathered—the sudden explosion devastated them, BOOM BOOM BOOM.
Zhang Yi observed through his telescope and confirmed that the enemy had deployed at least two companies inside Taierzhuang City, with more continuously pouring in.
"Big Brother Xiao Yan, you lazy pig…" Xiao Xun'er grinned mischievously—of course she wouldn't admit she stayed because there was good food here, and it greatly enhanced physical strength.
"You're lying! How could I possibly be bribed!" the Second Squad Captain roared, his throat burning as if torn—but this outburst, like his previous ones, produced no sound at all.
"Hang them at every city gate! Tell them: anyone who tries to flee will be executed on the spot!" Zhang Yi bellowed.
Captain Deck's battle report ended here; William had no idea how the coming naval battle would turn out—he could only wait anxiously, hoping Captain Deck would win.
Company-grade officer: one pistol, 100 bullets, two hand grenades, one triangular military dagger, one standard-issue military saber, one Jianyifangdumianju, one piece of wild silkworm silk stab-resistant clothing.
Judging from the trade zones allocated by these individual city-states, if they eliminate the Pisans—or even merely use William's hand to cripple them—they can monopolize western Mediterranean trade dominance, and from there, Kuishi the eastern Mediterranean's monopoly over Byzantine trade.
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