Chapter 672

Chen Wuji also didn't know where Langdu's confidence came from, but Langdu was just confident.

This person gave Chen Wuji the feeling of absolute caution, his scheming so deep that even the Poisonist Xu Zengyi had to rack his brains to guess his intentions, but such a person now revealed some extreme arrogance.

That arrogance, so rampant it seemed as if he didn't even put Chen Wuji in his eyes at all.

Clearly Chen Wuji was right in front of him, with the finest Personal Guard surrounding him, yet in Langdu's eyes Chen Wuji seemed already a completely dead person.

Two Iron Lumps rolled, emitting Qing smoke, into the midst of Langdu and company, and amidst Langdu's somewhat shocked and bewildered gaze, they exploded with a boom.

Boom!

After a deafening muffled roar, dust was kicked up, gray dust mixed with Qing smoke, enveloping Langdu and everyone.

In an instant, people and horses overturned, people and horses neighed in distress.

"Kill this guy!" Chen Wuji ordered with a dark face.

Many people looked down on him, but he thought that, as an opponent they had fought for so long, Langdu should at least have some basic respect for him.

But it's a pity, he overestimated this person's character.

If so, then let's see the real skill in our hands.

"Kill!"

Chen Wuyi's face sank dark, he clamped his legs hard against the horse's belly, and spurred the horse forward.

When the lord is humiliated, the minister dies.

In Chen Wuyi's eyes right now, either Langdu dies today, or he, Chen Wuyi, dies.

The Personal Guard Lìng charged out.

Chen Wuji didn't move; this time he didn't need to charge in personally.

Likewise unmoving beside him were the Personal Guard Lìng and twenty-four Chen Clan Personal Guard.

These clansmen, who had long made themselves nameless and become Chen Wuji's shadow, in a not-too-neat formation, firmly shielded Chen Wuji in the center, their eagle-sharp eyes constantly watching the surroundings.

The battlefield had already descended into chaos, but this place, meant for general-to-general, king-to-king combat, had become the smallest battlefield.

Even the two sides of troops engaged in melee barely noticed this spot.

After all, both sides' banners were far away; the soldiers busy fighting just needed to watch the banner directions, who would have the energy to stare at where the commander was? Even a sharp-eyed soldier scanning the battlefield back and forth might not notice this small-scale battlefield.

The clash of the two sides' Personal Guards ended in a short time, the Qiang People were defeated, leaving only a few warhorses, and they fled in panic.

Chen Wuyi led the Personal Guard Lìng in pursuit from behind.

"Keep up, that Langdu scum doesn't seem dead!" Chen Wuji shouted.

Among the few remaining warhorses of the Qiang People, he noticed the silhouette of Langdu being carried on horseback.

Whether dead or not unknown, but as long as Chen Wuji didn't personally see the corpse, he would always treat it as still having a breath.

Chen Wuji led the troops in pursuit, tailing the few remaining Personal Guard of Langdu, sprinting westward all the way.

But having just chased out not far, they were intercepted by another group of Qiang People.

This was a minor officer of the Qiang People, who happened to notice the movement here and led troops to intercept.

"Crush them!" Chen Wuji shouted in a low voice.

The great army's momentum undiminished, it collided head-on with this Qiang People unit.

Whenever this happened, Chen Wuji couldn't help but admire Langdu's training of his subordinates.

Indeed, it was far superior to his own.

These Qiang People discovered Langdu being carried on horseback, and each desperately risked their lives like an offering to block Chen Wuji's pursuit.

The Qiang People, resolved to die, created a huge problem for Chen Wuji and successfully delayed his steps.

Even though every member of the Personal Guard Lìng was a brave and skilled warrior, facing a gang of fearless foes, they were still bound hand and foot.

By the time Chen Wuji finished dealing with that small unit of Qiang People, those few Personal Guard of Langdu had vanished without a trace.

"So close yet no cigar, this bastard probably isn't dead yet!" Chen Wuji lamented, "Missing this chance, it'll be hard to catch him again, what a pity."

Chen Wuji could only say, "What a pity."

This battle was just like Zhuge Liang's northern campaigns of old—clearly there were many chances to win, yet it just so happened to encounter a pile of coincidences.

Chen Wuji encountered two such coincidences today.

Coincidentally, the entire Personal Guard Lìng had only those two Shocking Heaven Thunder left on his person.

Coincidentally, that small unit of Qiang People spotted Langdu's silhouette and threw their lives into the breach.

Even if only one of these two weren't so coincidental, Langdu would still have to leave his life here today.

Chen Wuji returned, filled with regret, under the Great Banner and took command.

"My lord, your complexion doesn't look good—what happened?" Xu Zengyi glanced at Chen Wuji's face twice, asking with concern.

Chen Wuji was still seething with frustration, "Let that Langdu dog-thing escape—this bastard seems to carry a bit of Mandate of Heaven, forcibly snatching a life from those two coincidences."

"I just noticed the lord threw those Shocking Heaven Thunder; he shouldn't be unharmed." Xu Zengyi said.

Chen Wuji said, "It must have been the Personal Guard blocking for him; I noticed that although he was being carried on horseback by the Personal Guard, there was no blood on him, and even if injured it probably wouldn't be serious—this person definitely isn't dead."

After his improvements, Chen Wuji knew very well the power of the Shocking Heaven Thunder.

When it detonates now, this thing is essentially a huge blunderbuss with tremendous power, its blast radius covering several tens of meters around.

The iron sand inside will indiscriminately attack everything around him.

It's utterly heartless.

Langdu was just a step away from those two Iron Lumps; without the Personal Guard sacrificing themselves to shield him, he couldn't have avoided getting even a drop of blood on himself.

After hearing this, Xu Zengyi softly sighed, "If that's the case, the lord's guess is probably not wrong; this person perhaps really bears a bit of the Mandate of Heaven."

"Such a mysterious and mysterious thing—if you believe it too much, it seems illusory and elusive; but if you don't believe it, it seems to exist quite concretely, no one can say for sure. But if one really had to explain these matters in detail, down to the exact Zi, Chou, and the third and fourth branches, I think even those at the Bureau of Astronomy might not be able to make it clear."

"Does that gentleman believe in it?" Chen Wuji asked back.

"I believe!" Xu Zengyi said, "After experiencing great ups and downs, you simply can't not believe in these things."

Chen Wuji's brows slightly drooped, "Does that gentleman still wish to assist me? Isn't that a grand gamble?"

"No, I also believe my lord is where the Mandate of Heaven lies." Xu Zengyi said.

Chen Wuji: ……

Those words are absolutely the most bewitching flattery in the world.

"I don't even believe it myself." Chen Wuji shook his head, turning his gaze to the chaotic battlefield, "Langdu may have fled, but I've kept his troops. I hope Zhong Qiang still has the ability to raise another hundred thousand Bīngmǎ to clash head‑on with me."

Xu Zengyi also did not further insist on explaining his view of the Mandate of Heaven, following Chen Wuji's gaze to the messy battlefield, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly, he smiled lightly and said, "Our army has won!"

"We've won!"