Chapter 35: Look, flowers raining from the sky

At night, the silent forest was filled with the chirping of insects.

Lighting a cigarette, Zhang Cheng looked ahead cautiously.

And just at this moment, Wang Ping sensed an opportunity and immediately raised the command flag in his hand and roared, "Charge!"

"Clatter!"

Thousands of troops leaped up and immediately charged across a narrow river channel.

Just as the newly appointed general was drinking wine in his tent, the supervisor also laughed and said, "The gold and silver handed over this time only needs to be twelve chests!"

"The Supervisor is right, the rest is yours!"

Looking at the supervisor with a smile, the general beside him knew clearly that Wang Ping was stabbed in the back by this "yin-yang man with a rotten butt."

If he didn't listen, he guessed the other party would start reporting him again.

Although 20,000 troops weren't many, if they could make contributions, that would also be a merit!

But just as the two were laughing and talking, shouts of killing rang out.

Suddenly hearing the commotion, the general immediately rushed out of the camp and said, "Why is the camp exploding?"

But before he could finish his words, a warhorse had already rushed in front of him, and a large saber was raised as he said, "The Pingnan Army is here; those who surrender will not be killed!"

"What Pingnan Army, just a bunch of pirates! Do you really think that after taking the Li Dynasty and Niu Hou Man, you can confront my Dali!"

Drawing the long saber from his waist, the general also roared.

"Clang!"

Blades collided, and sparks flew everywhere.

Feeling the ferocity of the other party, Zhang Cheng was also shocked and said, "Azu, Azu, help!"

"Cousin, I'm coming!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's voice, Situ Yaozu immediately leaped onto his horse.

However, just after Situ Yaozu exchanged blows with the opponent, he was immediately slashed in the chest.

If it weren't for the armor being sturdy enough, he would have fallen.

"Cousin, this guy is tough!"

Looking at the marks on his armor, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but roar.

"Damn it, old man, you are so good at fighting, why don't you go fight the Tubo, or South Asia would also be fine!"

Seeing that Situ Yaozu couldn't take down the fierce man in front of him either, Zhang Cheng also felt a headache.

Fortunately, the land of Dali had rugged mountains and forests and insufficient grain production, otherwise Zhang Cheng really wouldn't know how he would take this place.

"Cousin, move aside, watch me fight him!"

Roaring domineeringly, Zhang Cheng charged up with a long saber.

Watching Zhang Cheng's movements, Situ Yaozu hurriedly retreated and hid on the side to catch his breath.

"Clatter!"

The long saber slashed, immediately forcing the Dali general in front of him away.

And the opponent looked at Zhang Cheng with cold light in his eyes, holding a large saber and charging up again.

"Watch my flowers raining from the sky!"

Reaching out to take lime powder, Zhang Cheng threw it backhanded.

"Clatter!"

The lime drifted in the air, immediately blinding the other party's eyes.

"Damn it! Tian Wenjing!"

Roaring in anger, the Dali general never expected that Zhang Cheng would actually use such methods on the battlefield; it was simply too lacking in martial virtue.

"Take him down, take him down!"

Kicking the Dali general over, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because this guy, as a fierce general, had martial arts at least three or four stories higher than his!

A long time later, the Dali camp was completely captured.

When the supervisor appeared with disheveled hair, Wang Ping stared at him with anger and said, "Dog official, do you still recognize me!"

"Wang Ping, you actually betrayed the country!"

Raising his head, the supervisor looked at Wang Ping and couldn't help but get angry.

"Betrayed the country? You say it like that, was it voluntary on my part?"

Looking at the supervisor in anger, Wang Ping raised his hand and beheaded him directly.

And facing the Dali general who was still covered in dirt on the side, Wang Ping said, "General, this person was my old comrade, can we..."

"Since you want him, then go persuade him to surrender. But this kid is truly ruthless; he almost beat my two brothers to the point of vomiting blood!"

Seeing that Wang Ping wanted this person, Zhang Cheng also agreed smoothly.

After all, he didn't have any concept of "face." In the 10th century, what was most expensive? Talent!

As long as the other party wasn't stubborn and didn't go against him, Zhang Cheng would show his tolerance.

After all, everyone is a compatriot; if placed in future generations, they might even be able to argue over the internet!

"Damn pirates, I will never surrender. You actually dared to use lime powder on me, I will never let you go! Ah!"

Roaring in anger, the Dali general couldn't help but scream.

Looking at this scene with a twitching mouth, Wang Ping felt awkward.

And just at this moment, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "How about we drag him down and beat him up first?"

"I think that's fine!"

Nodding seriously, Situ Yaozu also blushed.

Because his cousin's methods were truly too low.

It would be one thing to be a rogue, but you ran to the battlefield to fight, and you actually brought lime powder; that was going too far!

Five days later,

Xiong Jizong, with scarlet eyes, was staring at Zhang Cheng beside him, as if he wanted to make a move at any time.

Looking at Xiong Jizong awkwardly, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Old Xiong, don't stare at me like that, okay? If it really doesn't work, I'll share two bags of lime powder with you, how about that?"

"Is this about the lime powder? You insulted me, Old Xiong!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, Xiong Jizong shouted.

"Oh, battlefield fighting, who doesn't use every method possible? Losing to me is not shameful!"

Looking at Xiong Jizong seriously, Zhang Cheng smiled.

"Then you still shouldn't use lime powder, it's too low, and..."

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Xiong Jizong still intended to say something, but saw a pack of cigarettes handed to him as he said, "And what?"

"The General's move is truly wonderful! I, Old Xiong, admire heroes like the General!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a smile, Xiong Jizong immediately changed his face.

"Hmm, a child who can be taught!"

Looking at Xiong Jizong with satisfaction, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but nod.

Because this Old Xiong, although he had a bad temper and loved to spout dirty words, as long as he was given cigarettes, he could still communicate normally!

"Holy crap?"

Covering his face, Situ Yaozu seemed unable to believe everything he saw.

Because was this still that fierce general on the battlefield who held a large saber and almost "hammered" him and his cousin to death?

"Rest the army for a month, attack Dali!"

Waving his arms, Zhang Cheng roared domineeringly.

"Attack Dali, attack Dali!"

A neat and uniform sound rang out, and the soldiers below roared one after another.

South Asia, a certain mining area.

The blast furnace was constantly emitting high temperatures, and thousands of slaves were working while enduring the harsh environment.

Standing on the side, the Song person acting as the supervisor had no pity, but instead roared, "Speed up the movements, if production is late, I will throw you all into the furnace!"

"The molten iron is out, the molten iron is out!"

Under shouts, molten iron was released from the blast furnace.

"Clatter!"

Just as the scorching molten iron appeared, the Song person standing not far away smiled and said, "Hahahaha, good, everyone has a reward!"

"My Lord, I don't know if I can be promoted a rank if this is successful?"

Asking the Song person, the craftsman hurriedly fawned.

"Of course you can. In the future, if you become a fifth-class, you might even be able to go live in the Great Song!"

Looking at the craftsman beside him, the Song person smiled.

"Really? Then this little one thanks you, My Lord!"

Looking at the Song person excitedly, light flickered in the craftsman's eyes, because in this life, he must become a Song person, send his son to the Great Song, and get rid of the fate of a slave!

Just as military equipment was being manufactured continuously in the rear, Zhang Cheng was also looking at the map, light flickering in his eyes.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 36 =====