Chapter 76: The River Tour

After the woman drifted away, more and more people were swept downstream, carried by the current. However, most of them didn’t make it as far as Cao Bin; they sank before reaching his side, and only a rare few were lucky enough to reach a tire to hold onto. In this raging torrent, a person might float for a few moments, but before long, they would be pulled under for good. At first, Cao Bin didn’t pay much attention, but as ten or so people followed one after another—and so suddenly—

Cao Cao nodded repeatedly at the news and immediately ordered his men to summon Cao Hong and gather the Hebei cavalry to intercept the approaching light cavalry from Xiliang. In just half an hour, the gates of Chenliu flung open as Cao Hong led several thousand horsemen, galloping toward Hulao Pass.

It was a curved blade, its upper half shimmering with blood-red afterimages from the tip down, while the lower half to the hilt glowed with a cold, blue light.

Jing Xiang the First shrugged. “I’ve wanted to fight you for a long time, you know? For over a decade, I’ve thought of nothing else but killing you, because you threatened me with ‘Wishcraft’! No one has ever dared do that to me!” Jing Xiang grew more agitated as he spoke, and the pitch-black flames of Death’s Dread began to scorch Enkidu’s very spirit.

“Maltzar was actually killed by Philip? I warned him to be careful—this makes it far too easy for Hubert to suspect something.” Stratonice looked at the governor, her face ashen with fear.

Pikachu turned his bloodshot eyes toward Aji and the others, growling low and deep.

“Though our price is only eighty-five thousand, eight thousand of that is for you, my lady,” Karabis bowed and murmured quietly.

“Tachshila, people praise you as the bull of the Pontic wilds, yet I never thought you’d turn out to be such a cowardly mouse. What I need is the glory of defeating the Romans in fair and open battle.” Sometimes, Tigranes would scold Tachshila in this way—his ambition to face the Romans grew fiercer by the day.

Yang Bo had never served as a soldier and knew nothing of military drills in times to come, but he understood that the key to training troops lay in scientific methods, strict battlefield discipline, and tight tactical coordination. Even if a man was a peerless martial artist, he could not withstand the synchronized assault of a dozen long spears in a dense formation.

“So it’s the demon master from the demon race. Kunpeng, my old friend, it’s been years since we parted; the world has changed. I never thought we’d meet again. But who is this with you? Judging by his attire, could he be the new demon emperor of your clan?”

Moreover, this time, though he hadn’t killed the Serpent King, he had dealt a heavy blow to the snake people as a whole. Even if they tried to retaliate in the future, their numbers would be greatly reduced. So for now, it was better to focus on how to win over that fragrant young lady.

Seeing this, Chen Bufan felt a sharp pang of sorrow. He immediately snapped the lock, entered, and with brute strength broke the chains inside.

Li Gang was just about to act when suddenly a piece of fabric on his trouser leg tore and fell. Though the thigh was hardly an essential spot, the onlookers burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Again and again, I replayed it in my mind, but the more I dwelled on it, the more my heart ached.

Once more, a buzzing arose around me, accompanied by a mournful wail not unlike the first time.

Chu He and the other commanders of the Changding Army could not rest and eat like ordinary soldiers. Instead, they gathered at the city’s official offices, for Chu He had many matters to discuss with his generals.

Mo Wushang’s identity as master of demons was clear from the very first glance. Later, he sealed away his demonic bloodline, a seal that would only react if he came into contact with the power of death.

Originally, if the White Ghost had not intended to kill, he would not have noticed his surroundings. But precisely because he did, when the gunshot rang out, he was able to make a split-second decision.

If he managed to escape back to his own territory, then within a few days, a vast cavalry army would come to attack.