Chapter 89: Is It a Clean Sweep?

Qin Zhangfeng's three hundred cavalrymen appeared to have impressive momentum and strong impact.

However, after several rounds of fighting, it was discovered that only a few of Jiang Xuan's men had been injured! Meanwhile, they had already arrived within Jiang Xuan's battle formation, as if trapped in a quagmire, unable to break free. Only then did they realize that the coordination between the long spears and the Mo blades left them attacked from both front and rear, making it difficult to parry!

It was only then that Jiang Xuan shouted loudly: "Charge!"

"Charge!"

The infantry on Jiang Xuan's side shouted excitedly.

If not charging now, then when?

Soon, the crossbowmen also put down the Divine Arm Crossbows in their hands and picked up the Mo blades and long spears prepared nearby. At this moment, they no longer distinguished between Leaping Units, Surprise Units, or vanguard units; when the general offensive was launched, they were all heavy infantry!

Very quickly, Jiang Xuan's methodical tactics achieved the final victory.

"Ah!"

Zheng Yueru covered her mouth in surprise.

"This..."

Du Biao was also stunned.

Before this, who could have imagined that three hundred infantry could actually defeat three hundred cavalry? On one hand, he was shocked that the Mo blade had displayed a status more important than the long spear in battle! On the other hand, he was shocked that this young general named Jiang Xuan could be so calm and composed, making such rapid responses.

"Good!"

"The General is mighty!"

"The General is invincible!"

Soon, the victors tossed Jiang Xuan into the air. Jiang Xuan was equally excited, looking triumphantly toward Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng smiled and nodded.

He had witnessed Jiang Xuan's growth with his own eyes. With Qin Zhangfeng's tireless training, he had smoothed out many of his rough edges while still maintaining his distinct characteristics. Liu Zheng looked forward to the day when Qingyang Shuo arrived at Yintan City; he would hand Jiang Xuan over to him for further training. What kind of monster would this kid become in the future?

"Young Master, Jiang Xuan is truly capable!"

At this moment, even the defeated Qin Zhangfeng couldn't help but praise him.

Liu Zheng laughed heartily, nodded, and said to Wei Tiezhu: "Immediately mass-produce Mo blades and equip the Yinzhou Army!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

After saying this, Liu Zheng ignored everyone and turned to leave.

Du Biao was still in a daze, but at this moment he jumped up in a hurry: "Oh, Brother Liu, Brother Liu, don't be in such a hurry to leave!"

"Oh, about these Mo blades, can we discuss them?"

"My Baiya Army wants Mo blades, I want ten thousand!"

Du Biao was anxious, shamelessly trotting all the way behind Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng laughed heartily: "Brother Du, I just said, these Mo blades cannot be bought with silver..."

Du Biao was almost crying from anxiety: "Brother Liu, stop teasing your brother! Just give me a quote!"

"A quote?"

Liu Zheng decisively shook his head.

Du Biao pleaded: "Then what does Brother Liu mean..."

Liu Zheng said with a serious face: "Brother Du, you should know what these Yinzhou Spears and Mo blades mean to our Liangzhou Army..."

Du Biao gritted his teeth and said: "Oh, Brother Liu, what exactly are you trying to say? Why be so coy with me?"

Liu Zheng smiled faintly: "If you really want them, brother... come to my Yintan City in seven days to bid for them!"

"What?"

Du Biao's expression changed drastically. Only then did he realize that Liu Zheng didn't want to refuse to sell to his Baiya Army, but wanted to make a fortune through this weapon business! How could this be allowed? If these Mo blades were really sold to others, wouldn't that be the greatest threat to the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry?

How could he allow such a thing to happen?

Liu Zheng smiled: "Brother, the Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce is poor..."

Du Biao smiled bitterly in his heart, realizing he had been completely manipulated by this "Brother Liu" before him. He sighed, gritted his teeth hard, and said: "Brother Liu, how about this: as long as you promise the Baiya Army that you won't easily sell these Mo blades to others, I will give you the import channels for spices! And Baiya War Horses can also be used for trade!"

Liu Zheng was overjoyed: "Is this true?"

Du Biao cupped his hands: "A promise is as good as a team of four horses!"

Liu Zheng smiled: "But brother, I can only promise you that I won't sell to the Baiya Army's hostile forces; as for others..."

"No problem, no problem!"

Du Biao wiped away cold sweat. As long as they weren't sold to his own hostile forces, that was enough. As for others? The Longyan Dynasty was so vast, he couldn't care about that.

With that, the Third Leader of the Baiya Army headed back to Baiya without looking back, carrying the contract with Liu Zheng, along with several carts of Refined Salt and weapons.

This Liu Zheng was truly a businessman!

Too shrewd!

Du Biao was so angry he gritted his teeth.

After seeing Du Biao off, Liu Zheng was satisfied.

Not only did he secure the supply of war horses from the Baiya Army, but he also gained the import channels for spices from the Western Regions. This extortion was truly not a loss.

Zheng Yueru asked strangely: "Brother Liu, are we really going to the Western Regions to purchase spices?"

Liu Zheng smiled: "Yue Ru, are you afraid?"

Zheng Yueru took a deep breath: "Brother Liu, you must know that since ancient times, only the imperial family of the Longyan Dynasty has been allowed to trade with foreign countries, and in Liangzhou, only the Liangzhou Prefecture can do so!"

Liu Zheng laughed heartily: "Then how can the Baiya Army do it?"

"But..."

Zheng Yueru was anxious.

Liu Zheng said faintly: "But they are bandit troops? Then what about us? How are we any better than the Baiya Army? Do you believe that if my father and I go to Liangzhou again, that Chen Ping will definitely charge us with a crime punishable by the extermination of our nine clans? Then what would we be?"

Zheng Yueru was suddenly speechless.

Liu Zheng smiled: "There is no need to mention this matter again; you go immediately and find a Method to contact that merchant from the Western Regions."

Zheng Yueru accepted the order and left.

Three days passed.

Finally, the time came to invite the great talent, and Liu Zheng was incredibly excited early in the morning. He ordered the Yinzhou Prefecture to prepare several large Horse Carriages, insisting that the display must be fully staged. Even Liu Dahao, seeing this formation, came out to ask: "Zheng, could it be that you are going to get married? Oh my, but this is not right; your father should be the one to step in, and it must be done with the three rites and six betrothal gifts!"

Bystanders hearing this also clicked their tongues in wonder.

Was Liu Zheng really going to get married this early in the morning? Then, many people were discussing it heatedly: whose daughter was so lucky to receive the favor of Young Master Liu?

Qin Zhangfeng also ran over excitedly: "Young Master, do you have a sweetheart?"

"Go, go, go!"

Liu Zheng felt like scolding him: "Get married? I am going to pick someone up! Remember, this person is extremely important to my Yinzhou!"

"Pick someone up?"

Qin Zhangfeng's spirits lifted; he immediately put on a solemn face, waved his hand, and led one hundred elite soldiers to follow behind the Horse Carriage.

The entire Yinzhou City was shaken.

With this formation, if it wasn't a wedding, what was it?

Liu Dahao said excitedly: "My son is truly my son; he even wanted to give his father a surprise when getting married. Good son!"

It was a grand and imposing procession.

The Horse Carriage and elite soldiers finally arrived in front of Qingyang Shuo's tavern. From afar, one could see Qingyang Shuo and Hu Xi'er had already packed their belongings and were sitting by the roadside tavern table, waiting quietly. When they saw Liu Zheng's procession approaching, although Qingyang Shuo appeared calm and indifferent, ripples still stirred in his heart.

Who doesn't want to be valued by others?

Although he possessed great talent, he had never had the chance to display it; how could he not be grateful to be so valued by Young Master Liu?

Hearing Liu Zheng call for a halt, Qin Zhangfeng knew the two people before him were the ones Liu Zheng wanted to pick up. He widened his eyes to look at Qingyang Shuo, then at Hu Xi'er, and asked: "Young Master, which one are you actually marrying?"

"Pfft..."

Liu Zheng was almost choked by his own saliva. He glared fiercely at Qin Zhangfeng, then stepped off the carriage and bowed deeply: "Sir, please!"

"Sir?"

Everyone was shocked. Someone so good-looking, spotless, with long flowing hair, was actually a man?

A monster?

Qingyang Shuo did not mind Qin Zhangfeng's mistake and smiled faintly: "Young Master has gone to great lengths!"

Hu Xi'er glared at Liu Zheng: "You are sensible; if it weren't for this display, this young lady wouldn't be going with you!"

After saying this, she looked back with reluctance at the tavern where she had grown up, and then she and Qin Zhangfeng lifted Qingyang Shuo's wheelchair onto the Horse Carriage. Liu Zheng smiled and actually drove the carriage himself.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master, you absolutely must not!"

"Young Master, you are bringing disgrace upon me!"

Qin Zhangfeng and the others were terrified when they saw this scene. Qingyang Shuo also gave a bitter smile.

Liu Zheng shook his head with a smile: "Sir has taught me, and the benefits are endless; what does driving a carriage matter?"

"Let's go!"

With a crack of the whip, the Horse Carriage began to move.

Qin Zhangfeng watched in disbelief, thinking to himself, could the Young Master have a penchant for men, to be so enthusiastic about the man in the carriage? But immediately, he felt very indignant; he himself was quite handsome, much better than that half-woman, so why wouldn't the Young Master drive the carriage for him?

Along the way, everyone who saw Liu Zheng driving the carriage was shocked beyond measure.

Nowadays, Liu Zheng's reputation filled Liangzhou; who didn't know him? Many people even only knew Liu Zheng and did not know Liu Dahao.

It was evident that Liu Zheng's fame in Yinyang had already made him the undisputed ruler here.

However, what kind of person could make him condescend to drive the carriage?

Soon, the procession returned to Yinzhou, and the commoners in the city followed, running curiously and excitedly. Many people were jeering: Young Master Liu, have you brought a Princess back? Otherwise, for an ordinary family, who could afford such a Great Carriage from him?

The Horse Carriage procession stopped at the entrance of the Yinzhou Prefecture.

Liu Dahao had long been listening to the heated discussions and was full of joy; he had even specifically gone back to change into a bright red brocade robe to show the festivity.

Seeing Liu Zheng driving the carriage himself, he had no further doubts and laughed heartily: "It really is my Zheng, wanting to give his father a surprise!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Whose daughter is it? Let me see!"

As he spoke, he didn't even have the patience to listen to Liu Zheng's explanation and ran over to lift the curtain of the Horse Carriage.

Then, he stood frozen on the spot.

At the scene, the commoners watching the spectacle also suddenly went quiet.

Two?

Such good-looking people, and there were two of them?

Liu Dahao laughed excitedly: "Oh my, my son is truly capable, this, this, this... hurry, Steward, red envelopes, where are the red envelopes? Give them to the young ladies!"

Liu Zheng had a face full of black lines.

Qingyang Shuo cupped his hands and said faintly: "I am Qingyang, greetings to the State Marquis."

The whole crowd was in an uproar!

A man?

The corner of Liu Dahao's mouth twitched: "Zheng, this is..."

"My son swings both ways?"

【Author's Note】

The plot of chapters 86 and 87 has been revised... Brothers who saw the update first can read it again. Thank you for the tips and positive reviews these past few days. Thanks to 10149 for the energy drink tip, truly grateful.