Chapter 194

"Half a year ago, after the news of the destruction of the Wu Family Sword Tomb spread, I heard Su Su mention that Wu Xian."

An hour later, five miles outside Taian City, a large group of elite cavalry appeared one after another from all directions. Looking at them, there were probably more than 200,000 men and horses, all marching toward Taian City.

At this moment, Xu Xiao, located in the center of the army, looked up at the familiar city in front of him and said coldly: "It is said that among the many illegitimate children of the Wu family in the Sword Mountain back then, this person's bone structure and sword talent were not outstanding. Under normal circumstances, he would only be able to touch the First Rank realm in his entire life."

"But facts have proven that Su Su was wrong, or rather, this child hid too deeply and actually deceived everyone in the Wu Family Sword Tomb. It can be seen that his scheming is deep, and he is vengeful and ruthless."

"Just to avenge the Wu family's harsh treatment of him in his childhood, he directly destroyed the entire Wu family, without any regard for blood kinship."

"And this time he kept Su Su, seemingly just as a threat, but in reality, he wanted to forcibly pin the blame for regicide and rebellion on me, while he himself stayed out of it, confusing right and wrong."

"I guess he wants to wait until the Western Chu war is over, then casually support an Imperial Prince or Princess to ascend the throne, and then hold the Emperor to command Liyang, becoming the de facto ruler of the world."

Speaking of this, Xu Xiao sneered again, killing intent surging in his eyes:

"Unfortunately, he still doesn't know me, Xu Xiao, well enough. In this life, I dare to do anything, but I will never be a traitor. And letting me return to Western Chu earlier was the biggest mistake of his life."

"But what about the Foster Mother? She is still in that person's hands after all. If..."

Beside Xu Xiao, a young man in silver armor holding a spear said with some worry.

The young man looked seventeen or eighteen, with an elegant temperament and a face like jade. His silver-white armor made him look even more dashing. He was Chen Zhibao, the eldest of Xu Xiao's six foster sons.

Chen Zhibao was not yet twenty, but his monstrous martial talent had already begun to show. Two years ago, he defeated the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu with a single 'Plum Wine' spear. His cultivation had already reached the Pointing the Mystery realm, making him the strongest expert in the Beiliang army, only a line behind the experts ranked first and second in the current Martial Arts Evaluation.

At the same time, hearing Chen Zhibao's words, Xu Xiao's eyes dimmed, but then he became firm again.

"No matter what, that person will not let Su Su go. Even if I obediently listen to him and attack Western Chu, when I return to Liyang, I might only see the corpses of her and her child."

"But now I have 300,000 troops in my hands and can break into Taian City at any time to fight him to the death. As long as that person still has a brain, he will not choose to completely turn against me in this situation. Only in this way can we keep them safe."

"The only thing to worry about now is whether that person will retreat in the face of difficulties. After all, with the martial power he has shown in rumors, even if he is no match for the 300,000 iron cavalry of Beiliang, it is not difficult for him if he is determined to escape."

As he spoke, Xu Xiao couldn't help but cast his gaze at the two people beside him.

One was his personal attendant, named Xu Yanbing, originally surnamed Liu. His senior brother was the former Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, but few people knew that this junior brother's talent in spear arts far surpassed the other.

Therefore, although this person was unknown in the Jianghu, his cultivation realm had already reached the Heavenly Phenomenon realm, enough to rank in the top five of the Martial Arts Evaluation.

As for the other person, it was a short, unremarkable old man with a severed arm, wearing a worn-out sheepskin coat.

However, if any old-generation Jianghu swordsman saw him, they would definitely be shocked.

Because this old man was none other than the Sword Armor of the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Armors, who had disappeared for more than sixty years, a sword genius encountered once in five hundred years, the legendary Sword God Li Chungang, whose sword arts could rival Lu Zu.

Now that Beiliang had not yet been established, Li Chungang had not yet sealed himself under the Listening Tide Pavilion. Xu Xiao had spent a lot of effort to find him, and only then did he invite this old Sword God to agree to take action to deal with that world's number one Martial Madman. Only then would there be a chance to trap him in Taian City, unable to escape easily.

"Foster Father! Someone has sent news!"

Just as Xu Xiao was calculating, his other foster son, Yuan Zuozong, rode over to report: "Gu Jiantang has withdrawn his troops from Southern Tang and personally led 80,000 elites to ten miles outside Taian City. In about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, he will be able to join us."

"Gu Jiantang?"

Xu Xiao pondered.

Gu Jiantang, like him, was one of the four great famous generals in the world today. It was a pity that his personality was too hesitant, so his reputation was suppressed by him and Ye Baikui, but his actual ability to lead troops was not much worse than his own. Coming here this time was probably the idea of those ministers in Liyang.

One reason was to increase the chances of success for this plan, and the other was to contain him, perhaps even with the intention of letting the snipe and the clam fight so the fisherman could benefit.

Thinking of this, Xu Xiao couldn't help but feel a burst of irritation.

At a time like this, they still had the heart to scheme against each other. With these vermin, how could the Liyang Dynasty be run well? It would be better to just declare himself king.

"It is said that Gu Jiantang is a true ten-thousand-man enemy on the battlefield and the number one person in the world in blade arts. His ultimate move, 'Square Inch Thunder', can damage the Qi of Earth Immortal realm experts and can also kill the saints of the three religions. Perhaps considering this point, those people sent him to reinforce us, so as to add a point of success to this battle."

Just then, a voice sounded from behind them. It was a thin, middle-aged scholar with a pale face, looking like he was suffering from a serious illness, but no one in the Beiliang army dared to underestimate him.

Because his name was Li Yishan, the Poisonous Strategist Li Yishan. Looking at all the strategists in the world, except for Huang Longshi, no one dared to be confident that they could surpass him in strategy.

"Not only that, according to the intelligence obtained earlier, Liyang also has a eunuch who is as old as the country, and his strength is not much weaker than that person's. He will definitely participate in this battle next. In addition, Wang Xianzhi of Wudicheng is also about to arrive in Taian City."

"Even if this world's number two is unwilling to join forces to fight the enemy, we can use him to consume that person's physical strength. At that time, all the experts will swarm up, and with our Beiliang army pressing the formation to surround and kill him, even if he is a Heavenly Emperor descended to the mortal world, I'm afraid he will not be able to escape death!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! Sure enough, you scholars are full of bad water. Such a net of heaven and earth, interlocking, is truly chilling."

Li Chungang stroked his goatee, his laughter a bit sarcastic, not knowing whether it was directed at Li Yishan or himself for participating in the siege.

"After all, this beast is too violent. In order to be foolproof, we must think comprehensively. This is also for the sake of the world's peace. I hope the old Sword God will not blame me!"

Xu Xiao smiled bitterly, fearing that this former Sword God would disdain to participate in the gang fight and suddenly quit.

Li Chungang sighed: "The old man thought that the appearance of a Wang Xianzhi in this world was already a favor from heaven for martial arts, but I didn't expect that after only forty years, another one even more ruthless would appear."

"Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that the Wu family boy's temperament is too cruel, I really wouldn't want to surround and kill such an unprecedented peerless talent here."

"Old Sword God, please don't take it to heart."

Just as Li Chungang finished speaking, a chuckle suddenly sounded, causing everyone present to change color.

"After all, when we fight later, I won't show any mercy either."

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