Chapter 1583: Pusan Tuoye! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

”Everyone, hear my order! None of the Hu are allowed to escape! His Highness has said that there is an important individual within this crowd. If he manages to escape, you will be held responsible!”

Xu Keyi stood erect in the middle of the Public Order Squad cavalry, his eyes like cold beads of ice.

”Yes, Milord!” the cavalry thunderously replied.

As Xu Keyi gazed at the turmoil and listened to the crying and shouting Hu, his face turned cold.

When he had followed Wang Chong on campaigns, chasing down Hu soldiers and killing a million, the corpses had stretched to the horizon.

All the Hu before them had been stricken with fear and fright. But now, some nonsensical peace accord had made the Hu start acting recklessly, even going so far as to use their numbers to block the gates of the palace.

Bang!

The earth rumbled as Xu Keyi's Public Order Cavalry joined the rest in charging into the crowd of Hu.

Neeeigh!

And this was still far from over.

Not long after Xu Keyi's forces had arrived, another force came riding out of the western part of the city.

In order to make its peace treaties, the Confucian Sect had disbanded many soldiers, and Wang Chong had used these disbanded soldiers to form his Public Order Squads, using the name of the Bureau of Military Personnel to recruit them. At this moment, the number of Public Order Squad cavalry outside the palace gates had reached nearly ten thousand.

”What's going on? Why hasn't Young Master come out yet?”

On the edge of the crowd, the Confucian Sect experts could only watch in rage.

This was an extremely sensitive moment, and Wang Chong was their greatest foe. At this crucial time, how could they not be observing the movements of Wang Chong's Public Order Squads and the Hu? In truth, they had known the moment the Hu had begun to gather that an incident would occur.

But though they had predicted this, they had never expected Wang Chong's reaction to be so swift and intense.

”There's a court session right now, and Young Master is the Secretariat Advisor, so he can't leave,” said the member of the Confucian Sect in charge of intelligence, Bamboo Mirror, his eyes filled with concern.

”Do we just have to watch this happen?” Sword Ghost said with great unwillingness. They were at a critical point in the peace talks, but it was all about to be ruined by a bunch of boorish warriors. This left him fuming in anger.

At this moment, Elder Song finally spoke, his eyes wise and perpetually calm.

”Calm yourself. Now is not the time to decide things with emotions. They are regular soldiers under the Bureau of Military Personnel. If we strike now, what will be our excuse? Defying the Imperial Court? We have no valid justification at this time, and can the members of our Confucian Sect really deal with nearly ten thousand people?”

He had been the only one to maintain his calm amidst the crowd of Confucian Sect disciples, the only one able to restrain them.

”Look at that!”

Just when the red-faced disciples were arguing and hesitating, boom! Turmoil appeared in the crowd. All the spectating commoners suddenly turned in a single direction.

The Confucian Sect disciples had also noticed this new development.

”It's him!”

Following the gazes of the crowd to the west, they saw a young man wearing a golden crown and a dragon robe, riding upon a horse with pure-white hooves. Thronged by the crowd, he rode forward like the morning sun rising from the east.

Although this man was young, his every movement exuded extraordinary dignity and grace, but what left the greatest impression of all was his aura of invincibility.

”The King of Foreign Lands! It's the King of Foreign Lands!” someone shouted out, and the spectating crowd in front of the palace gates immediately exploded with cries of alarm.

A man's name was like the shade of a tree!

Even though Wang Chong's 'Might Makes Right' had been criticized by Master Zhu and taken as heresy, few officials in the court could match his influence.

Li Junxian, with his eloquent tongue, had become famed throughout the realm for his ability to make the various countries disband millions of soldiers.

But even then, the influence of the King of Foreign Lands was not far behind.

As a scion of a clan of ministers and generals, and the grandson of Duke Jiu, Wang Chong had led an army of several thousand into a situation where an army of hundreds of thousands would have been defeated.

With just a hundred-thousand-some soldiers, he had stabilized the Western Regions and killed more than one million Arab soldiers, ending the pride and ambition of that western power.

And Wang Chong was also the Son of Heaven's disciple, a King who had been personally crowned by the Sage Emperor.

Li Junxian could not compare in any of these aspects.