Chapter 47

Wa Island, on a certain plain battlefield,

The auxiliary troops were boredly cleaning up the "spoils of war."

Because this group of "little devils" was really too poor; they couldn't find any suitable items at all.

Holding his knees as he arrived beside Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu said with a face full of grievance, "Cousin, this group of things is really wicked; they kept hacking at my legs. Fortunately, my armor is thick, otherwise I would have become a cripple!"

"Are you talking nonsense? If they wanted to hack your head, they would have to be able to reach it!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu with a speechless face, Zhang Cheng complained.

Because he never intended to let the Pingnan Army go up, but instead drove the auxiliary troops to fight.

But who told Situ Yaozu he wanted to be the "Overlord of Western Chu" for once!

Xiang Yu: Who the hell are you insulting?

And with his build, he really could rival the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then.

Sun Wukong: Back then, I hacked all the way from the Southern Heaven Gate to the Eastern Road of Penglai, and then from the Eastern Road of Penglai all the way to the Lingxiao Palace!

Situ Yaozu: My eight-in, eight-out—even Zhao Zilong of Shijiazhuang isn't as brave as me!

Zhao Yun:...

"Master, this person is the one who contacted those daimyo—no, village chiefs!"

Dragging over a person wearing rare armor, Nuda pressed him directly to the ground, stepping on the other's head.

Looking at the "Mediterranean" before him, Zhang Cheng squatted on the ground and said, "You have a lot of nerve! Opposing me!"

"Bastard, you..."

"Ah!"

With a backhand sword piercing the other's shoulder blade, Zhang Cheng stood up and said, "Does he still have offspring?"

"There is one more; we didn't execute him!"

Dragging over a short "Mediterranean," Nuda hurriedly fawned.

"Finish him!"

Throwing out a dagger, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"Father!"

Looking at the dagger in disbelief, the youth looked at Lai Chao on the side.

"Come, for the sake of the family's inheritance, you must do this!"

Roaring with dominance, Lai Chao bellowed.

And just as the two were talking, the man beside them translated for Zhang Cheng.

As for why translation was needed, that was because Zhang Cheng didn't know bird language either!

Who knew what they were muttering; this translator was someone he "invited" from Jiangnan!

"Father, I'm sorry!"

Raising the dagger in his hand, the youth rushed up with a face full of tears.

But just at this moment, Zhang Cheng backhanded his sword and slashed his neck, saying, "Hahahaha, what fatherly kindness and filial piety; I told you to stab, and you really stabbed. You have no conscience at all."

Looking at the youth in disbelief, Lai Chao roared hysterically, "Bastard, what have you done!"

Before Lai Chao could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng laughed and clapped his hands, saying, "Drag him down and bury him! Remember, bury him alive!"

And just as the hysterical Lai Chao was dragged away, Situ Yaozu could not help but say speechlessly, "Cousin, you really have a wicked sense of humor!"

"If life has no fun, it will be meaningless!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu with a smile, Zhang Cheng tilted his head and said, "Nuda!"

"This slave is here!"

Running over quickly, Nuda knelt on one knee.

"I heard that the Wa people have an Emperor, the Son of God. Help me stab him a few dozen times and see if it's true!"

Raising his eyebrows with a smile, Zhang Cheng curled his lips, appearing very happy.

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Nuda laughed.

Because he didn't believe in so-called gods at all; after all, he was a Khmer person.

Back then, they also had a so-called "God-King," but what was the result? That God-King was shattered into pieces in front of a dynamite pack.

After finishing the silver from the last few days, Zhang Cheng suddenly found that he had no interest in money.

Because money to him was just a number.

However, just as Zhang Cheng developed a sense of "invincibility is so lonely," a telegram caused his blood pressure to rise.

Nong Zhigao had rebelled, and it was after he had sought refuge with the Song Dynasty and was rejected.

Looking at the telegram, Zhang Cheng couldn't believe what he was seeing.

When he attacked Jiaozhi, Nong Zhigao had already left; he had thought the Song Dynasty would accept Nong Zhigao.

But he never expected that Nong Zhigao would still rebel.

Thinking that Nong Zhigao had wanted to seek refuge with the Song Dynasty because of the oppression in Jiaozhi, but was rejected and rebelled, Zhang Cheng could no longer hold back his angry scolding: "Are the people in the imperial court all pigs? They even fear a country like Jiaozhi, which was taken by my few thousand Xiang soldiers!"

"Idiots!"

Flipping the table in anger, Zhang Cheng roared.

"Cousin, are you okay?"

Arriving in a magnificent palace, Situ Yaozu was startled.

Because in his mind, Cousin was usually a very "calm" person, but why had he become like this?

"Look at this!"

Handing over the translated message from the telegram, Zhang Cheng became cold.

Because the civil and military officials in the Lingnan region were simply a bunch of pig brains.

They clearly only needed one act of kindness to handle Nong Zhigao, and could even use him as a buffer line against Jiaozhi. But now? Nong Zhigao had rebelled; who would suffer the consequences?

Attacking Jiaozhi, Nong Zhigao certainly wouldn't dare; after all, Jiaozhi was already united as one.

So picking the soft persimmon, the Song Dynasty was simply asking for a beating!

"Tell Liu Nanxiang to persuade Nong Zhigao to surrender, say that my Pingnan Army is willing to accept him!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu beside him, Zhang Cheng became serious.

He had originally thought the Northern Song's outrageous operations were enough, but he didn't expect their "bizarre" actions to be even more outrageous.

Nong Zhigao's ability was actually quite good, but going head-to-head with Di Qing—let alone him, even if all of Zhang Cheng's Pingnan Army were tied together, it probably wouldn't be enough!

In terms of fighting, Zhang Cheng couldn't say he was smart, but he definitely wouldn't overestimate his own strength.

"Is it too late to send the order now?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu asked.

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, we will enter Lingnan in the name of Nong Zhigao!"

Speaking with a serious face, Zhang Cheng became solemn.

"Ah? Go to war with the Great Song?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in disbelief, Situ Yaozu was also scared silly by these words.

"I had hope for them, even expectations, but what did the imperial court do?"

Turning to look at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng exhaled a breath of foul air and said, "You and I are brothers; why can't we hold the divine vessel?"

"Cousin, I'll accompany you to the vegetable market!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with determination, Situ Yaozu also spoke with blood-red eyes.

"Rest assured, even if we go to the vegetable market, we will never be alone; we will drag all the civil and military officials of the Great Song into the water with us!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu earnestly, Zhang Cheng laughed.

Originally, he wanted to use power to govern and slowly change the world, but for these decades, should the common people be bullied as a matter of course?

No, this world shouldn't be like this.

And since Zhao Song couldn't hold an umbrella for the people, let him do it.

Even if the brother-in-law is the current Emperor, so what? Isn't it better to solve family matters behind closed doors?

Zhao Zhen: Are you sure this is a family matter?

Zhang Cheng: I called you brother-in-law; did you think I called you that for nothing?

Grand Tutor Pang: Wait, you rebelled; what about me, the father-in-law of the state?

Princess Yingxing: Am I going to be the Empress?

(End of chapter)