Chapter 849

What kind of bow is this?

Huang Zhong stared at Jia Yingchun and asked.

"A bow."

"I know it's a bow, what is this bow called?" Huang Zhong continued to ask, one reason being genuine curiosity, the other being to distract Jia Yingchun through conversation.

In this way, everyone held their bows aimed at each other, with life and death hanging by a thread.

Huang Zhong, experienced and seasoned, the young girl before him certainly lacked his experience.

In such conversation, any flaw would reveal itself in her.

"I forgot." Jia Yingchun spoke in a wooden tone, her answer causing Huang Zhong to slowly exhale, steadying his mind, without letting the arrow deviate even slightly.

You are not an archer at all!

A true archer, how could they forget the name of the bow in their hand?

"Your bow is not ordinary." Huang Zhong said, "It is better than mine."

The implication: the current situation is due to the difference in bows, not a gap in strength—psychological warfare.

Unexpectedly, Jia Yingchun remained calm: "Yes."

She was merely a Qi-refining martial artist, the gap between her and a master was immense, entirely compensated by her bow.

There was nothing to deny, she didn't care about such things. Psychological tactics? Her words weren't even as vicious as those of the Jia household servants.

"Is it useless?" Huang Zhong thought silently, preparing to change angle and continue psychological warfare.

The sound of horse hooves approached, Tang Luo rode his white horse to Huang Zhong's side and asked: "Old Huang, may I ask you something?"

"Old Huang?"

Huang Zhong tried to control the corners of his mouth from twitching, what was this overly familiar tone?

We are currently in battle, locked in life-and-death combat! Do you think you're strolling the street and bumping into a big shot for a chat?

Even so, calling me "Grandpa Huang" wouldn't be excessive, would it?

But upon thinking of Tang Luo's identity, Huang Zhong felt this "Grandpa Huang" he might indeed not be able to bear.

"Old Huang, do you know Jiang Wei?" Tang Luo asked.

Zhu Bajie's wall-digging operation was already underway, Xu Shu had been found, but Jiang Wei's whereabouts remained unknown.

Huang Zhong remained expressionless.

"Oh, it seems you know. Come, tell me where Jiang Wei is, and I'll withdraw my troops—how about that?" Tang Luo said with a smile.

Huang Zhong remained expressionless, silent.

"No need to pretend, although you are a grand master, I am a supreme grand master; before me, your blood flow accelerates, your heart momentarily speeds up—just like the reflection on Lu Bu's head, impossible to conceal."

The immense pressure he brought, no one could remain indifferent to it.

Huang Zhong being able to appear calm was already quite good.

"Jiang Wei..." Huang Zhong simply put down the bow in his hand, having held it for a long time, his arm could no longer bear it.

His bow, without some skill, not even a grand master could necessarily draw it.

Consuming greatly, with Huang Zhong's ability, his limit was ten arrows, after which he needed at least three days of rest to recover his arm, otherwise he would never be able to draw a bow and shoot again.

But looking at Jia Yingchun opposite, she could probably hold it level for half an hour without issue—that bow, indeed had problems!

"I only heard the Prime Minister mention it once." Huang Zhong said, "He is a Middle Lang, a military advisor of Tianshui Commandery."

"Hmm."

It seems at this time Jiang Wei had not yet defected to "Shu State," merely happening to catch Zhuge Liang's eye.

So, it's interception, not poaching.

Huang Zhong glanced at the city wall, that side already had the Jia family's great flag planted; seeing it, Huang Zhong had thought he would feel heartbroken.

But there was none, he merely felt somewhat numb, feeling this matter seemed rather normal?

Yes, a supreme grand master, leading ten thousand highly mobile cavalry, who could stop their horse hooves?

"Xuan Zun, may I ask one thing, what exactly do you want to do?" Before leaving, Huang Zhong asked Tang Luo.

Tang Luo replied: "I want world peace."

"Huh?"

"Oh, I want no more wars in the world, wars exceeding a thousand in scale. No wars under heaven, eternal peace." Tang Luo said with a smile, tone calm.

Yet it was like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking Huang Zhong.

After a pause, Huang Zhong then bitterly smiled: "Although saying this might get me beaten, possibly even killed, but I still have to say, you are a madman."

"Actually, this matter is simpler than you imagine." Tang Luo said, "Alright, let Guan Yu and them prepare, in a few days I'll come beat them. Rest assured, it's just a beating, not a big deal."

"Wait." Huang Zhong asked, "Then what you, Xuan Zun, are doing now, and your—uh, ideal, what's the relation?"

After asking, Huang Zhong almost slapped himself.

Of course it's related, their great cauldron is that chicken killed to warn the monkeys—wait, maybe it's the monkey?

The severely wounded Great Yin is that chicken.

This great cauldron monkey is merely being beaten now.

As Tang Luo said, just "a beating," not a big deal.

The greatest battle losses are city walls, city gates, and warhorses; personnel casualties are few to the point of pitiable, more are from AOE and friendly fire.

A few days later.

Tianshui Commandery, city gate wide open, cavalry entered, Tang Luo loudly shouted: "Where is Jiang Wei?"

A group of people unconsciously looked toward Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei unconsciously stiffened his body.

"Are you Jiang Wei?" Tang Luo asked.

The people nearby nodded like they were pounding garlic.

"Good, take them away." Tang Luo waved his hand, and a group of people rushed forward like wolves and tigers, directly binding Jiang Wei and taking him away.

"By the way, take the family too." Tang Luo added.

Simple and efficient, they left after binding them.

The ten thousand cavalry left faster than they arrived.

After they left, a while passed, and then pursuers arrived from behind—what a bunch of good fellows!

Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, the Xiahou brothers, Zhang Liao, Xu Chu, Yu Jin, Gan Ning, Huang Gai, Tai Shi Ci, Lü Meng!

Also, the younger brother of the King of Wu, Sun Ce—Sun Quan!

After planting flags over ten cities, Jia Rong's actions finally provoked the wrath of the Great Cauldron masses, and the Three Kings united to pursue the heavenly Jia Rong!

Even the Marquis of Warmth, Lü Bu, felt a little restless.

The world boiled over.

An unprecedented super great war!

The Great Cauldron, possessing the strongest martial power, aiming for the pinnacle of the present age, standing atop everyone's heads, lofty and supreme, the ultimate grandmaster issued a challenge.

Who will be the final victor?

Various messages fluttered like snowflakes everywhere, and every move by either side was continuously monitored.

Then, the anti-Jia Rong alliance in the City of Chaos disbanded just like that.

Waiting for no one—others were already fighting the Great Cauldron, who had time to bother with your little chaotic place?

After the spirit of mutual hatred and shared resolve was exhausted, a mob of rabble turned on each other again, fighting among themselves, beginning to contest the vacant interests in the City of Chaos.

"We're leaving—are you coming with us?"

And the Avengers' Alliance, after existing for one or two months, never even saw the face of their enemy, and likewise fell apart.

Those leaving were Wu Song and his companions; for them, this opportunity must not be missed.

If missed, they might never get such a chance again.

They are Jia Rong's enemies; going to the Great Cauldron, someone will surely take them in.

Zhang Bao cannot—he had considered going with Wu Song and the others to the Great Cauldron, using their identities to infiltrate, then striking at a critical moment.

Unfortunately, he cannot do it.

One, every time he steps onto the Great Cauldron's land, closing his eyes, all he sees are the shattered dreams of the Yellow Heaven, his elder brother's destroyed corpse.

With such a mindset, he cannot go undercover.

Two, he cannot guarantee Wu Song and the others won't betray him. Those single-mindedly seeking to avenge their brothers, the bold and heroic men, won't—but that divine military strategist, Zhu Wu, will.

Using Zhang Bao's life to exchange for greater trust and support, for the people of Liangshan, it's a good deal.

After Wu Song and his companions left for the Great Cauldron, Zhang Bao also left, his destination likewise being the Great Cauldron.

Unlike Wu Song and his group, who went to kill Jia Rong, Zhang Bao went to seek refuge with Jia Rong!

Yes, Zhang Bao and Jia Rong actually have no grudge; now circumstances have changed—the enemy's enemy is a friend.

The two alliances arose because Tang Luo founded them, and collapsed because Tang Luo fell apart.

The highest realm of subduing the enemy without battle is exactly this—though Tang Luo himself knows nothing of these matters.

He is happily "leading people around" in the Great Cauldron.

What gives him the nerve to run amok in the Great Cauldron?

Because others' horses run no faster than his horse—let alone Tang Luo, even those soldiers aren't the least bit panicked.

I am currently being chased by a group of grandmasters, including even a grandmaster.

But I'm not panicked at all—I even feel like laughing.

Because their horses run no faster than mine—giddyap!

These warhorses can run this fast, of course, thanks to Tang Luo. You might not believe it, but the Blood Symbol Scroll series isn't just effective on humans—it works on horses too.

Of course, besides the Iron Armor Symbol already being fully mastered, the other symbols are limited in quantity and cannot possibly cover all people and horses comprehensively.

So it's still primarily the boundless Buddhist Dharma and enlightenment, with the Blood Symbol Scroll as supplementary.

No one can catch up to Tang Luo's shadowless, traceless cavalry unit—everyone can only eat dust behind them.

The encirclement can never form, and ambushes have no effect.

As long as you run fast enough, you'll forever remain in an invincible position.

This point is something no one has considered.

At first they thought it would be a world-shaking, earth-shattering great war—who would have thought it turned into a ten-thousand-li pursuit—initially a pursuit, then everyone realized it wasn't a pursuit, but Jia Rong "walking the dog."

Because others, while fleeing, never forgot to plant Jia family flags on the cities along the way.

Now, the number of cities that have been flagged exceeds thirty.

Likewise, everyone gets their share—Sichuan King got a bit more, why? Because Liu Bei is the "Imperial Uncle"—this face must be given.

Of course, the Imperial Uncle Liu Bei is furious—he doesn't want this face at all.

Tang Luo led his people in a mad dash, letting a group of Great Cauldron tough guys eat dust behind him, and also making a group of Great Cauldron sharp minds feel utterly miserable.

As long as there's a gap in the net they laid, these people can always escape in time.

But an airtight formation with no gaps—if the other side isn't an idiot, how could they possibly charge straight in? Driving them away is ineffective.

If they weren't the elite cavalry of all sides, they could even run circles around them.

Imagine the scene: a group of people and horses galloping wildly, surrounded by cavalry running circles around them.

As long as you run fast enough, your "clever stratagems" can't catch up to me.

It's not just the Great Cauldron tough guys and sharp minds who are sad—Zhang Bao is also sad.

He actually can't catch up to the person he wants to seek refuge with—what should he do?

The world-shaking battle gradually turned into a farce and a joke—of course, the laughter was on the side of the Great Cauldron.

Those with insight can see what the extreme mobility of this ten-thousand-strong cavalry signifies.

Moreover, with Jia Rong's strength, unless hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed to block him, where in the world is there a place he cannot go?

"Pong."

In a small town, Zhu Bajie punched Xu Shu unconscious—"Indeed, Master's method is straightforward; had I known earlier, I wouldn't have wasted this time."

At the same time, on the border of the Great Cauldron, Tang Luo raised his hand, and the troops halted.

"Enough, let us open a new chapter of contending for supremacy under heaven right here."

Tang Luo spoke loudly, his heroic spirit soaring.