Chapter 518: Spit Out A Raging Dragon! (1/2)
Wind City. Meeting Hall.
Lu Wuyong was discussing some of the defense arrangements with the many generals and commanders present, and also reminded everybody to be careful and not be off guard, which could let that Li Muyang and the Ghost Dancer Corps break through by taking advantage of the situation.
After Lu Wuyong announced the end of the meeting, he was thinking that he must have a good talk with that idiot Lu Lin. Even if he was an idiot, he was still his idiot son. The reason Lu Wuyong did not scold him in front of all the generals before was to give him some face. After all, the Wind City will soon be handed to his hands, and thus his prestige and reputation must not be damaged.
Before everybody had time to leave the courtyard, shrill and continuous alert signals could be heard from the city walls.
“General, there's an enemy attack——” A little general draped in an armour rushed in to report to Lu Wuyong.
Everyone halted, while Lu Wuyong asked: “Who is it?”
“They are dressed in colourful outfits with coloured feathers on their head, it is the legendary Ghost Dancer Corps.”
“What are the numbers?”
“Less than five thousand.”
Lu Wuyong went silent.
The crowd also went silent.
With less than five thousand people, the Ghost Dancer Corps dared to besiege their Wind City?
First let's not mention what the resident population of Wind City was, there were more than 100,000 garrison troops, plus some auxiliary corps. It was a huge number of people. Wind City, as one of the four major cities standing on the frontier, had the ability to directly compete with the adjacent Great Zhou Kingdom, Dawu Kingdom and the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court.
Is the Ghost Dancer Corps crazy?
Or is the Peac.o.c.k Princess who led them here crazy?
Lu Wuyong looked at the little General, asking loudly: “Who is leading the army?”
“The leader is wearing a ghost face with a white feather on the head. It should be the Peac.o.c.k Princess Ying Qiandu.”
“Did you see Li Muyang?”
“No. It was too far to see clearly.”
“Go.” Lu Wuyong waved his hand dismissively.
The little general led an army away. Lu Wuyong ran his eyes across the many generals of Wind City, asking: “Say, what do you think?”
“General, that Ying Qiandu must be crazy. She thinks a few thousands of people can compete with our hundreds of thousands of troops. Does she think her Ghost Dancer Corps are divine troops descended from the Heavens?”
“Peac.o.c.k Princess Ying Qiandu is talented and intelligent, could there be a deeper meaning behind this?”
“Yeah, could it be a trick? Perhaps the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court has sent a large-scale army into the West Wind territory——but we haven't received any news yet. The border defense has not issued any warning signals.”
Lu Wuyong remained silent for a moment, before he said out loud: “wait and see. Let's see what sort of action the Princess of the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court will make.”
“Yes, General.” Everyone replied in unison.
“General——” Another minor officer ran in.
“What's the panic?”
“The Princess of the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court——she sent someone to bring——”
“Bring what?”
“A letter of recruitment.” The little general whispered, afraid it would scare the generals of his family. “They sent a letter of recruitment. To recruit generals.”
“——”
“Ridiculous. We are important generals of West Wind, how would we be recruited by the Peac.o.c.k Imperial Court?”
“Ying Qiandu is going too far. General, why don't I lead 50,000 troops out the city to wipe them out——”
“Destroy the Ghost Dancer Corps and s.n.a.t.c.h the Peac.o.c.k Princess to present as a gift for the new Emperor——”
While everybody lost their temper, Lu Wuyong calmly and indifferently said: “bring the letter for me to see, I would like to see——what kind of conditions the Peac.o.c.k Princess would offer I, Lu Wuyong——”
“——”
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When a man becomes a beast, all the morals and laws of the world cannot bind him in the slightest.
Lu Lin set down the cup in his hand, and with a smiling expression moved closer to Li s.h.i.+nian who had her hands and feet tied.
“Kill me.” Li s.h.i.+nian uttered and did not panic in the slightest.
Lu Lin's footsteps slowed, feeling a great dissatisfaction towards Li s.h.i.+nian.
Come on, I'm a pervert, I'm going to a.s.sault you, can you give me a little more response?
You should scream at the top of your voice and struggle fiercely shouting 'don't come over, don't come over, don't come or Ill bite my tongue to kill myself'——and then I would respond with 'screaming is no use' while doing all the things I want to do.
You see, this question and answer, and this interaction is warm and coordinated, and full of spring feelings. You shout to your heart's content, while I play happily.
And it's you who called for help first and told me not to come over——that gives me a reason to go even more. Even if I am a pervert, I have honour. If you tell me not to go over would I not come over?
Novels are also written like this, how can you completely not play the usual cards?
You just sit there and not move, and only responded with the words 'kill me', how should people answer to that? What should be done next?
Lu Lin was taken aback for a moment, before an evil grin spread across his face: “Li s.h.i.+nian, don't you like to pretend to be a saintess? Don't you like to be calm and collected? I'd like to see, after I take off your clothes, let you sit naked in front of me, can you still act calm and collected like a saintess like you are now——”
“I would be dead by that time.” Li s.h.i.+nian remarked.