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Chapter 839: The Witty Fang La, Zhan Zhao

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The words Fang La said were undoubtedly very beautiful; he both boasted about the force the Night Watchman belonged to and wanted to inquire here whether the Night Watchman had also reached into the remote grassland forces like Fang La's.

Fang La wanted to deduce from these fragmented pieces of information just how massive the force the Night Watchman belonged to was.

And Fang La was now acting so humbly that no one could find any fault with him, so Fang La was not afraid that the Night Watchman would blame him.

Hearing Fang La's words, the Night Watchman just smiled lightly.

"The reason we guessed that the Turks would attack Great Tang was just an idea we had after thinking based on the information in our hands."

"As for whether the force we belong to has anyone among the Turks, I am not clear either; I am only responsible for the task in my hands."

"If it weren't for the fact that your side has cooperation with the Liang Shan side, I wouldn't even know that there were our people on the Liang Shan side."

The Night Watchman on Fang La's side said to Fang La with a smile; the words he said actually didn't contain any useful information, at most letting Fang La know that the discipline within their organization was extremely strict.

This was also him hinting to Fang La not to think about asking for information related to the force they belonged to from his mouth in the future.

Hearing the Night Watchman's words, a look of astonishment appeared in Fang La's eyes; originally, Fang La thought that this mysterious person within his force must also be a big shot in their original organization.

But now, after hearing the words the Night Watchman said, it seemed that the Night Watchman who came to Fang La's side might only be a small character in their organization.

This could be seen from the limited information he knew and the strict discipline he had to follow.

Seeing the reply from the Night Watchman on Fang La's side, Zhan Zhao very intelligently stopped wanting to inquire about the force behind the Night Watchman on their side.

Instead, he began to think about the problem of their merged armies of Liang Shan and Fang La facing Northern Song in the future.

Subsequently, Zhan Zhao turned his head to look at the Night Watchman representing the Liang Shan side behind him.

"Since the Great Tang army is about to withdraw to Great Tang,"

"Should we also let the warriors prepare and continue to attack Northern Song?"

Zhan Zhao said to the Night Watchman on the Liang Shan side while thinking.

After the various events that had occurred during this period, Zhan Zhao had become somewhat reliant on the Night Watchman beside him.

After all, whether it was him going up to Liang Shan or the Great Tang army forcing their Liang Shan and Fang La forces into a desperate situation, they were all solutions thought up for them by this mysterious Night Watchman before him.

It could be said that the reason the two forces of Fang La and Liang Shan were able to reach their current massive size had an inseparable relationship with the Night Watchman.

And the reason Zhan Zhao was so anxious to send troops to Northern Song was still because of his original intention.

Zhan Zhao rebelled against Northern Song not because he wanted to sit in the position representing the center of power as Emperor.

But because he did not want to see the miserable state of the Northern Song commoners; now, in the areas occupied by their Liang Shan, the lives of the commoners were many times better than when they were ruled by Great Song; at least there were no more people starving to death.

And in the areas ruled by Northern Song, because the imperial court had to resist attacks from all sides, those local powerful families were still plundering the commoners' living resources.

Zhan Zhao wanted to quickly save those people living in dire straits.

Hearing Zhan Zhao's words, the Night Watchman before him shook his head.

"I know you are very anxious now."

"But now is not the time; we can wait until the Northern Song army and the Great Jin army that came to Northern Song have fought each other to exhaustion before we strike."

"By then, we will reduce very large casualties; after all, you wouldn't want to see the brothers behind you die on the battlefield because of a decision you made, right?"

The Night Watchman said to Zhan Zhao very slowly.

Hearing the Night Watchman's words, a rich look of complexity appeared in Zhan Zhao's eyes; subsequently, after sighing slightly, he closed his eyes.

Indeed, in Zhan Zhao's heart, he was very anxious to save those commoners living in dire straits, but he could not gamble with the lives of the brothers behind him for his own selfish interests.

Great Han, inside the capital.

Ever since the guardian of the Great Han imperial family, Wang Yue, spent his own powerful vitality and internal energy to defy heaven and change fate for Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, allowing Liu Hong to borrow one year of time from the Heavenly Dao, nine months had already passed.

Now, there were only the last short three months left until the full year of life Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, had borrowed.

As time passed very quickly from Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, and the one-year deadline drew closer, Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong's temper became increasingly irritable.

Not knowing if it was a psychological reason or if his body would truly change slowly as the one-year time approached, Liu Hong felt himself becoming increasingly weak.

Compared to when he had just obtained the one year of life, the current Liu Hong felt his body aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whether it was reaction ability or strength, he felt he was no longer as powerful as when he had just obtained the life.

"What to do??? What on earth to do????"

Liu Hong walked back and forth in the palace where he rested, just like an ant on a hot pan.

"The country is so beautiful, I don't want to die! I cannot die!"

He muttered in his mouth as if he were possessed.

Subsequently, Liu Hong smashed the things in the bedroom to pieces, and the eunuchs serving him knelt down in fear, burying their heads deeply into the ground.

They did not want to touch Liu Hong's anger at this time, and as for what Liu Hong said about his deadline approaching and not wanting to die, these eunuchs dared not believe it, and even wanted to block their own ears.

Although these eunuchs did not understand why Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, who was clearly as sturdy as a tiger, was still constantly worrying about his lifespan.

But these were not things they could think about.

After all, in the recent period, Liu Hong's temper had become very irritable, and as long as he looked down on any eunuch or palace maid, they had already been executed by Liu Hong.

Now, throughout the entire palace, no one dared to touch Liu Hong's bad luck.

And Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong himself, in the recent period, had his mind filled with the fact that the one-year deadline was almost up.

When he thought about what Wang Yue had once told him—that when the year was up, his body would not be able to withstand the powerful life force Wang Yue had transferred to him and would explode, dying without even leaving a corpse—Liu Hong was extremely terrified.

And his heart was also very tormented.

After all, for anyone, the most terrifying thing is not sudden death, but knowing the specific time of one's death and having no way but to wait quietly.

This waiting time was enough to drive a person with a strong mind insane.

And it was precisely because of this inner torment that Liu Hong now had no heart to care about the life or death of Great Han. ===== CHAPTER 840 =====

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