Chapter 362: Don't Even Think About Running

Swish, swish, swish.

Gaze after gaze turned to look at the same time.

Prefect Liu?

He is Prefect Liu?

On that donkey were two young men. One in casual black attire, the other in military uniform.

The man in black casual attire had a warm smile on his face at this moment, making anyone who saw him feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze. His aura was not aggressive, giving people a very comfortable feeling. He was not particularly burly or exceptionally handsome, but the moment he appeared, he seemed to be able to attract everyone's attention.

This was a very strange feeling.

Prefect Liu.

Liu Zheng.

Everyone could not help but gasp.

This young man is the world-renowned, the dream lover of hundreds of millions of young women, Prefect Liu?

How did he suddenly come here?

Could it be that some major event is about to happen, and he is worried that Qin Zhangfeng alone cannot hold the situation together?

Ever since Liu Zheng appeared, Pei Yanran's eyes had not left him. As the number one talented woman of Shu, what kind of man had she not seen? Including the various great talents and masters of the Wangbei Academy, she could deal with them with ease. However, seeing this Liu Zheng today, although he appeared easy to get along with, in reality, he possessed a sense of aloofness that kept people at a distance. It seemed as if even if Mount Tai were to collapse before him, his expression would not change...

She actually...

It was hard to understand, hard to define what kind of person this was.

She looked at Liu Zheng, then looked at Qin Zhangfeng beside her, and suddenly, she took a deep breath. Sure enough... her own cultivation was still a notch behind; it was her simpleton Brother Zhangfeng who was suitable for her...

"Young Master!"

As soon as Liu Zheng appeared, Qin Zhangfeng climbed down from the watchtower to welcome him, followed naturally by Pei Yanran and those Prefects and generals of Chuan Shu.

"Greetings, Prefect Liu!"

"Prefect Liu!"

These people were also very polite to Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng was startled and hurriedly jumped off the donkey, cupping his hands with a wry smile: "My lords, you must not do this; it brings shame upon Liu Zheng. Liu Zheng is merely a humble Prefect..."

A Prefect is equivalent to a provincial-level secretary.

The people before him were all big shots of various prefecture-level cities; in terms of rank, he was still a bit behind, so he exchanged pleasantries with them one by one. Those people, however, dared not act superior... Just kidding, this Prefect was not that kind of Prefect. This was the Prefect who controlled the entire Liangzhou.

Only then did Liu Zheng smile and look at Pei Yanran beside Qin Zhangfeng, bowing deeply: "Liu Zheng greets the Madam..."

"Ah!"

This made Pei Yanran blush, unable to handle it.

The crowd also let out good-natured laughter.

Pei Yanran glared at Liu Zheng, not daring to say anything.

"Young Master... everything is ready, we only lack the east wind."

Seeing Liu Zheng, Qin Zhangfeng felt relieved.

For these past few days, he had been leading the army in battle alone and felt quite powerless, only then realizing how reassuring it was to have a backbone.

Liu Zheng smiled and nodded, following the crowd to the watchtower.

At this moment, the battle below was still continuing.

Luotuo was smashed into a meat patty by Pei Qianyun the moment they met, a bloody mess; even that group of bloodthirsty Barbarians was scared out of their wits. Their previous arrogance vanished instantly, giving the Longyan Army a chance to counterattack.

Especially when Pei Qianyun appeared, he was like a fierce tiger coming down from the mountain; wherever he and his two great hammers went, everything turned into meat paste. Dozens of ordinary men could not even get close to him.

"Die!"

With a hammer in each hand, he swung them with astonishing momentum, never missing, and with every strike, someone fell.

Everyone was stunned.

In this first clash between the two sides, they relied solely on this fierce general to turn the tide single-handedly. In the end, he alone, leading three thousand Flying Guards and one thousand Shu Army soldiers, killed half of the three thousand Barbarians on the spot, while the remaining half could only flee in panic.

"Good!"

"Truly a fierce general like a tiger!"

"This is..."

Those Prefects and Chuan Shu generals were all extremely excited, their eyes filled with envy.

Liu Zheng smiled faintly, noncommittal.

At this time, the watchtower had already resumed its work. The defeated army was panicked and most prone to mistakes. The thousand remnant soldiers fled in fear, their footsteps chaotic, soon echoing through the valley and startling the birds and beasts. The whistles from the Longyan Army side sounded once again.

The Writing Counselor beside Qin Zhangfeng began to record again.

"Young Master?"

"Prefect Liu..."

Liu Zheng had not said many words since arriving at the scene, but he had unintentionally become the person in charge here.

Everyone could not help but look at him, waiting for his next instruction.

Liu Zheng looked up at the mountains and chuckled: "There is an old saying in Chuan Shu: 'Three layers of clouds mean rain, no clouds mean waist-deep.' My lords, looking at the mist in these mountains, what do you think the weather will be like in the next few days?"

The crowd looked at each other in dismay.

One person laughed: "Prefect Liu is truly a great talent; these words are not false. It seems you have really put in some effort regarding our Chuan Shu. Although the weather in Chuan Shu is as fickle as a woman's mood, it still has traces to follow. Looking at this, there will be a heavy rain in at most two days!"

These words were quite amusing, and the crowd laughed heartily.

Pei Yanran, standing to the side, glared fiercely at that Prefect.

Liu Zheng also smiled lightly, nodded, and said calmly to Qin Zhangfeng beside him: "Continue to challenge them; it would be best if we can determine the location of the enemy camp today."

"Yes!"

Qin Zhangfeng loudly accepted the order.

Today?

A group of people heard this, and all of them were stunned like wooden chickens.

What is this Prefect Liu trying to do? This battle of encircling the mountain is the same principle as the battle of besieging a city. Once a state of encirclement is formed, it will be a Protracted War.

Could it be that this Prefect Liu wants to end the battle as soon as he arrives?

This thought gave these people a fright.

"Prefect Liu, you must think thrice!"

"Prefect Liu, at this time, you must absolutely not advance rashly!"

"The combat power of those Southern Barbarians is extraordinary..."

The group of people all became anxious.

Figuring out their position—could it be that he wants to take the initiative to attack? This is absolutely a suicidal approach. They have an army of 150,000, and the Southern Barbarians also have 150,000. The others also have the advantage of terrain; this is undoubtedly throwing an egg against a rock.

A general suggested: "Prefect Liu, if you want to launch a general offensive, it is best to besiege a point to strike at reinforcements! Deliberately leave an exit to lure those Southern Barbarians out of the mountain; only then will we have the strength to fight!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"The 150,000-strong Southern Barbarian army is extremely hard to chew. If Prefect Liu wants to end the battle as early as possible, you could release half and annihilate half! And then, pursue them!"

This suggestion was also relatively in line with the current situation.

After all, Mang Mountain is too large. At this time, the Longyan Army is spread out. If the Southern Barbarians were to swarm out, they could only find a Method to achieve the greatest results; wanting to annihilate the Southern Barbarians is almost impossible.

Who would have thought.

Liu Zheng, however, leaned his arms on the railing of the watchtower and chuckled: "Who said I wanted to let them go?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Since they have already wreaked havoc in Chuan Shu..."

Liu Zheng said softly: "Then, none of them should think about running."

Everyone who heard this felt a sudden chill down their spines.

Pei Yanran could not help but tremble, grabbing Qin Zhangfeng's arm.

What kind of person is this guy, exactly...

Is he a devil?