Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Show of Force from Gao Yingjie

At the Holy Union Grand Trial Grounds, within the Knight Temple’s proving field, the newly formed ten Demon Hunting Corps had all assembled. Since they were recently established, all of them were of the soldier rank, and were ordered according to their results in the competition.

Bai Haochen said, “Let me introduce everyone. This is Han Yu, my attendant knight.”

Han Yu had not taken part in the earlier gathering of the six, so the other three knew nothing of his existence.

Bai Haochen was about to speak to Wang—

In truth, in a negotiation like this, if both sides were sincere, only a basic guarantee was needed. In later cooperation, in principle, there would not be any serious conflict, because both parties stood to benefit.

The reason he had been unable to seize the other’s consciousness the first time they fought was that his strength had been insufficient. Once his power grew stronger, everything changed at once. The scattered consciousness gathered again in another form, and the look it turned on me was full of astonishment.

When he heard Liu Kui say that Major General Gaoqiao had already left the stronghold and returned to Xuzhou to recover from his injuries, he became furious. He beckoned to Liu Kui, pulled his face close, and slapped him hard across it.

But then the iron-shod boots struck first; just as he was about to move, he was kicked away by Hua Manlou.

Before the war of resistance broke out, the weapons and equipment of the German-equipped divisions had been brought in smoothly only because of his mediation.

From this moment on, the investigation begins. Anything involving Comrade Tang Zhendong must be handled with the utmost caution.

Li Yunfei took the flatbread. It felt icy cold in his hands. He had never eaten such a thing before, and now he was supposed to swallow it. Grinding his teeth, and thinking of how desperately hungry he was, he forced himself to endure it, biting down fiercely on the flatbread in his hand as though it were his enemy.

Frowning, Li Yunfei asked, “What exactly are the great crimes of Emperor Yang? Go on, tell me.” To be honest, Li Yunfei truly did not know what grave offenses Yang Guang had committed.

Tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night. The whole North China Plain north of the Yellow River had been thrown into chaos, with hundreds of thousands of troops from both sides locked in slaughter there.

He knew very clearly that the opponent was by no means some wild savage. Zhu Fusheng had reported plainly that the intruder carried firearms and knew how to use them. How could someone like that be a savage? At most, he could only be a hunter from the mountains.

No sooner had they spoken than an officer’s voice rang over the airport loudspeaker, ordering them to board the plane. The soldier tossed the cigarette he had not finished smoking to the ground, stamped it out with his foot, and drew a deep breath, as though the lingering scent of tobacco in the air could still help him hold onto his final composure.

“Wow! So beautiful!” Xingguo accepted the flowers Karl had handed over with delight, and in an instant forgot the doubt that had just crossed her mind.

This time the situation was different again. Fu Canlin and Fang Yue remained utterly unmoved, while Zhu You still staggered back several steps, even coughing up blood.

“Brother Gan, should we go take a look? If luck is on our side, we might even get quite a few treasures. There are many heirs of noble sects and divine lineages here to take the exam, and they must have brought a great deal of valuable things with them,” one cultivator suggested.

As the shells fell, the sound of the explosions vanished into the horizon, and the ten-day Zhongtiao Mountain Campaign drew to a close. The smoke of burning gunpowder blotted out the sun in the sky. This was the shame of an army, and more than that, the shame of a nation. Though some held on until the very end, there were still others who had to keep bleeding.

When Zhaoqian repeated that sentence for the third time, Qianye felt as though she had heard some devil’s words; they buzzed in her ears, almost ready to burst apart.

The three swords that had originally been merged into a single money sword suddenly split apart, and at the very instant they separated, even the air around them trembled.

“But we all know your sister is always right.” That was also why Liuli Manor had been cursed for so many years without so much as a temper in return. Gu Lingge’s vision and decisiveness were not things just anyone could imitate.