Chapter 298: The Arrogant Wang Wang Sichao

Jiang Jiang Mingyu's expression tightened, and he feigned helplessness as he asked, "Could it be that this Commander-in-Chief is Li Li Haoyang's most trusted general? How did you mobilize such a vast army, and how did you discover our whereabouts? Could it be... could it be that you are reinforcements arriving from the Southern Border?" He put on a confused look, attempting to bewilder his opponent.

His words left Wang Wang Sichao stunned; he did not understand why Jiang Jiang Mingyu would say such things. Was he truly mad?

He looked at Jiang Jiang Mingyu's eyes with suspicion, finding not a trace of fear in them, but rather an unfathomable mystery. His heart stirred; could this be Jiang Jiang Mingyu's trick, an attempt to bewilder him so he could escape?

He dared not easily believe Jiang Jiang Mingyu's words. He turned to look at a fierce general beside him, one of his most trusted men named Li Hu, a hero of high martial skill and fearless courage. Seeing Wang Chao look at him, he whispered, "Grand Commander, this man must be using deception; do not be fooled. I see this fellow clearly harbors evil intentions, speaking nonsense to amuse himself! Let us fight quickly and decisively to prevent him from playing further tricks."

Wang Chao, hearing Li Hu's words, felt somewhat comforted. He thought Li Hu spoke with reason; he should not be bewitched by Jiang Jiang Mingyu's words and should immediately order an attack to annihilate Jiang Jiang Mingyu's army in one stroke. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Jiang Jiang Mingyu talking to himself again: "Ah, I know! You must be Li Li Haoyang's trusted minions! No, no, you are not Li Li Haoyang's people..."

Wang Wang Sichao was once again left baffled by Jiang Jiang Mingyu's words. He did not know what Jiang Jiang Mingyu truly wanted to say, what deep meaning lay in his words, or if he had some hidden move.

Seeing this, Wang Wang Sichao laughed loudly twice, appearing extremely pleased: "What, surname Jiang, did this mere display scare you silly? People say Jiang Jiang Mingyu possesses surpassing wisdom, but now it seems he is all show and no substance!"

He casually glanced at the thirty thousand troops behind him before speaking slowly: "Since you have so many questions, I will tell you the truth. I am Wang Wang Sichao, ordered by Your Majesty to lead thirty thousand troops, having watched you with predatory intent for a long time here!"

"Since you, the Emperor of One Da Jiang, led your troops out of Maoling, your movements have been widely known. Not to mention me, even the most ordinary commoners know you intend to attack Luohe; did you think your plan was flawless?" Wang Wang Sichao sneered.

Wang Wang Sichao's words were spoken with extreme contempt and rudeness. Jiang Jiang Mingyu felt a surge of anger in his chest, veins bulging on his forehead, his fists clenching and unclenching. He barely suppressed the rage ready to explode, his face dark as midnight clouds pressing over the city, staring straight at Wang Wang Sichao.

Meanwhile, Tu Tu Kesiluo and Zhang Zhang Jiani exchanged a glance, communicating the message "do not act hastily" through their eyes. Zhang Zhang Jiani pressed her red lips slightly, her expression grave, her right hand already quietly resting on the sword at her waist, waiting only for Jiang Jiang Mingyu's command to join Tu Tu Kesiluo in capturing Wang Wang Sichao.

"Why do you not speak?" Wang Wang Sichao laughed loudly, "The famous Jiang Jiang Mingyu, rendered speechless by me?" He spurred his horse closer to Jiang Jiang Mingyu by a few steps, his expression becoming even more arrogant. "I spoke correctly, did I not? Your greatest mistake was dreaming of attacking my Great Liao!"

He looked Jiang Jiang Mingyu up and down in a highly insulting manner, sneered once, and pointed at him: "You could have stayed quietly in your territory; perhaps Your Majesty would have shown mercy. But you actually killed countless soldiers of my Great Liao; Your Majesty has long hated you to the bone!" The hostility in his tone was unmistakable.

Wang Wang Sichao then looked meaningfully at Zhang Zhang Jiani, his eyes revealing naked malice: "Surname Jiang, today I will settle the total account with you! You and the brothers under your command must all perish for this! As for this Zhang Zhang Jiani, after you die, I will take good 'care' of her, making her cry and beg for me every day!"

His tone was full of vicious delight, and his gaze shifted from Jiang Jiang Mingyu, becoming greedy and lewd as it scanned Zhang Zhang Jiani up and down.

Wang Wang Sichao's provocative words were like throwing a handful of salt directly onto Jiang Jiang Mingyu's heart. Jiang Jiang Mingyu felt rage churning in his chest, his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. He barely suppressed the rage ready to explode, his face as black as if ink could drip from it.

At the same time, Tu Tu Kesiluo and Zhang Zhang Jiani exchanged a glance; both their expressions instantly became grave and cold. Tu Tu Kesiluo's eyes gleamed with cold light, his right hand already quietly resting on the sword at his waist. Zhang Zhang Jiani pressed her red lips slightly, a flash of cold light passing through her gaze; she was ready to act at any moment upon Jiang Jiang Mingyu's command.

Wang Wang Sichao, feeling triumphant, continued to mock: "Haha, the famous Jiang Jiang Mingyu has been rendered speechless by me, hasn't he? Useless trash!" He approached a few more steps, and the surrounding Great Liao soldiers joined in laughing uproariously, the air echoing with voices mocking Jiang Jiang Mingyu.

"And your beautiful Empress, after I kill you, day and night she will be pressed beneath me to be enjoyed!" His tone was full of viciousness and lewdness, his gaze licking back and forth over Zhang Zhang Jiani like a snake's tongue.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the surrounding Great Liao soldiers burst into loud laughter, with shouts rising and falling.

Jiang Jiang Mingyu's blood surged through his veins, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into the flesh. Overcome with rage, veins bulged on his face, and even the veins on his forehead throbbed.

His expression darkened, and he shouted low: "Now is the time; capture the thief by capturing the king!" Jiang Jiang Mingyu could finally suppress it no more and let out a roar.

Before the words had fully left his mouth, Tu Tu Kesiluo had already shot like a silver lightning bolt straight at the still-laughing Wang Wang Sichao. At the same time, Zhang Zhang Jiani shouted loudly: "Protect Your Majesty! All arrows loose, fire!"

Only the "whoosh whoosh" sound of arrows was heard as a vast cloud of feathered arrows shot toward the enemy troops on all sides like a sky-shielding storm. Soldiers who had not yet managed to stop smiling immediately screamed in agony, falling to the ground pierced by multiple arrows.

Wang Wang Sichao finally snapped out of his triumph and hurriedly shouted: "Fire arrows—" Before the words were finished, Tu Tu Kesiluo's long sword was already at his front. "Go to death!" Tu Tu Kesiluo's eyes were cold, his tone grim.

Wang Wang Sichao's heart suddenly tightened; he hurriedly raised his sword to block. Tu Tu Kesiluo sneered, looking down on him: "So you actually have some skills." Before the words were finished, the long sword struck down again.

Just then, ten thousand arrows suddenly shot down from the sky, dense enough to block out the sun and moon, instantly turning half of Wang Wang Sichao's army into hedgehogs. Accompanied by rising and falling screams, many had not even time to draw breath before falling into pools of blood.

Wang Wang Sichao finally snapped out of his previous triumph; he looked in shock at the falling figures of his own generals and soldiers, suddenly shouting: "Fire..." Before he could finish, a cold sword light attacked. Wang Wang Sichao cried out "Not good" and hurriedly raised his blade to block.

The attacker was none other than Tu Tu Kesiluo; his sword moves were fierce, and with a single turn he forced Wang Wang Sichao back three steps, sneering: "Is that all you have? I didn't see it, you actually have some skills." His tone was full of mockery.

Wang Wang Sichao ground his teeth in secret, blocking Tu Tu Kesiluo's fierce strike once more; their blade and sword clashed as they fought fiercely. At this moment, the bodyguards beside Wang Wang Sichao, seeing this, attacked Tu Tu Kesiluo without a second word.

Tu Tu Kesiluo's sword light trembled, and the head of one bodyguard flew off. "Do ants dare to block me?" He snorted coldly, his figure spinning, sword light exploding, instantly chopping three bodyguards into fragments.

"Kill him for me!" Wang Wang Sichao's eyes were bloodshot, veins subtly bulging on his forehead; abandoning his previous composure, he shouted loudly. He was usually majestic on all sides, watched by thousands, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

The scattered Great Liao soldiers nearby, hearing this, once again surged aggressively toward Tu Tu Kesiluo. However, Tu Tu Kesiluo merely smiled coldly, showing no fear; his figure drifted, and waves of sword qi caused heavy casualties among the enemy army.

Seeing a large number of his own generals and soldiers fall, Wang Wang Sichao finally snapped out of his previous triumph. Before he could react, Tu Tu Kesiluo had already arrived before him.

"Today is your day of death!" Tu Tu Kesiluo held his long sword, his tone full of bloodthirsty ruthlessness.

Wang Wang Sichao secretly cried "Not good" and hurriedly drew the heavy black iron blade from his waist to block Tu Tu Kesiluo's strike. Their blade and sword clashed as they fought fiercely.

At this moment, several bodyguards beside Wang Wang Sichao, seeing this, drew their blades and attacked Tu Tu Kesiluo. Tu Tu Kesiluo sneered, his movements agile, his sword momentum fierce as wind, instantly chopping three bodyguards into fragments.

"Incompetent fools, dare to hinder me?" Tu Tu Kesiluo spat in contempt.

Seeing his own bodyguards die miserably, Wang Wang Sichao flew into a rage; he was a great figure of the Great Liao nation, enjoying all glory and wealth, and had never suffered such humiliation as today.

"Kill him for me!" Wang Wang Sichao's eyes were blood-red, ordering the surrounding Great Liao soldiers to rush forward in a swarm.

However, dozens of people surrounding Tu Tu Kesiluo still could not determine a winner or loser. Tu Tu Kesiluo's figure drifted, his sword moves unpredictable; corpses littered the battlefield, yet they still could not touch the hem of his clothes.