Chapter 722: Peng San'er

The Xiongnu not only hold the left in high esteem, but they are also particularly fond of competing over "left and right."

The commanders and kings within the tribe are all marked by left and right.

Under the Chanyu Touman, there are the Left and Right Wise Kings, and under the Left and Right Wise Kings are the Left and Right Guli Kings.

Peng San'er, currently the Left Zhuri King, is below the Right Zhuri King, and both are below the Left and Right Guli Kings.

Below the "royal titles," there are also Left and Right Grand Generals, Left and Right Grand Commandants, Left and Right Grand Danghu... every official position is...

These Han troops are also very strange; they do not rob or plunder. If the mountain folk do not agree to let them enter the village to spend the night, they simply set up simple tents against the side of the village and light fires to pass the night. This makes the mountain folk very curious, and their impression of them has improved significantly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Hua Shao gorgeously turned into white light, but he did not resurrect on the spot. It seems that once away from the Peace Avenue, the effect of instant resurrection also disappeared.

"Bring two more portions of what this palace wants; do you dare not provide them?" Chang Tai saw that the table was empty, and as the feeling of comfort in her stomach faded, the hunger that struck again made her feel even more uncomfortable.

"Boom!" A terrifying repulsive force, powerful to an unimaginable degree, appeared. With a crisp "Crack!", the blood-red war spear was fixed in mid-air on the spot, erupting with one terrifying divine radiance after another, before suddenly shattering.

Zhuo Yingyan nodded gently, and Zhuo Yifan immediately shot out like a rocket. The Blazing Sword Art protected the Divine Fire Sword, the entire movement completed in an instant with the force of a rainbow, followed immediately by a Six-Harmony Cold Water Art strike, without the slightest mercy.

After careful consideration, Yan Fu decided to ignore Yuan Shikai's order for the Beiyang Fleet to return to Weihaiwei, and immediately led the Beiyang Fleet south to Fuzhou.

Isn't Grandfather Ding trying to use people from the Imperial House to pressure her? She can just as easily use people from the Imperial House to scheme against the Ding family: no matter how capable Grandfather Ding is, it is impossible for everything to go according to his wishes—the matter of Chang Tai and Ding Yang is definitely not within his grasp; now, let him taste the feeling of a headache as well.

After Tang Jian led the East Sea Fleet away from Hawaii, he finally arrived at an important port on the west coast of the United States—San Francisco—on New Year's Day, 1907.

Before long, five more elderly men, around fifty years of age, arrived together. Each was dressed in a suit and tie, with a steady temperament; one could tell at a glance that they were people who frequently moved in official circles. Behind the five, several young people arrived, but Jiang Hua did not recognize any of them, and naturally, he could not know where they came from.

Not throwing Master Zhu very far, and not letting Master Zhu fall heavily and become dizzy, was already Shui Muxia showing mercy.

Just as the slightly chubby young man said this, the people below also exploded in an uproar. An auction with only this single item was truly beyond their expectations.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi felt a sourness in his nose, and his heart felt very uncomfortable. In the imperial court, people had already begun to boast that a prosperous age was coming. Wang Zhi really wanted to drag that person over and let him see: is this the life of the common people under a prosperous age?

It is just that the forms of governance are different. Taking faith as an example, Shaye is controlling the thoughts and behaviors of the subjects, and Zhan Changsheng even suspects that they are creating or maintaining difficult living conditions to preserve the longevity and purity of the faith.

The biggest fear is Han Mo falling into the hands of the Blood-Colored Poison Scorpion. Given the Blood-Colored Poison Scorpion's hatred for Han Mo, Han Mo is truly in grave danger.

This kind of violent collision happened too fast for them to stop, and they did not know if Jiang Shan and Ouyang Kaitian, who were in the midst of the collision, were alright.

This is why the Southern Sect does not reject Shang Yu; she does not reject submission, and she is not blind, thinking far enough ahead, she is just a bit shameless.

Carrying endless regret and fear, Mang Da ordered the driver to make the war elephants run immediately. The driver picked up a sharp copper hammer and stabbed the elephant's back. Feeling the bone-chilling pain, the war elephants roared and ran. The Burmese army in front did not even have time to dodge before they were subjected to dimensional reduction strikes by the four large hooves, turning into two-dimensional meat patties. ===== CHAPTER 723 =====