Chapter 592: Chen Long is Rescued
Chapter 592: Chen Long is Rescued
"Joining others would leave you without a legitimate claim, and you’d be seen as ungrateful."
"Joining the Elder Princess is your only way out."
Xu Zhongping said, "Give me some time to think about it."
Xu Zhongping had someone arrange a tent for Duan Mingyue.
Huang An entered, "General."
Xu Zhongping said, "You heard everything just now, didn’t you?"
Huang An nodded, "Yes."
Xu Zhongping looked at him, "Do you think I should join the Elder Princess?"
"General, you’ve done enough for the Black Armor Army over the years. I know you don’t want the Black Armor Army, which the Grand Marshal worked so hard to establish, to fall into the wrong hands. However, what Duan Mingyue said isn’t without merit. If the Black Armor Army doesn’t find a new home, it may have no place in Great Liang."
The Black Armor Army was a formidable and ruthless force, invincible and unconquerable, with numerous victories where they had outnumbered their enemies.
But now, they were on Great Liang’s territory, lacking any advantages of time, place, or support.
If the Great Liang court decided to expel them, it would be justified.
They were an army, not bandits.
"Initially, we retreated to the Southwest because of the many factions there, and it wasn’t under the court’s control. Who would have thought that King Qin would become emperor?"
Huang An sighed deeply, "The world is unpredictable indeed."
Xu Zhongping summoned a trusted subordinate and ordered him to go to the North Canyon. After leaving the tent, he sat on a hundred-year-old tree stump by the stream.
Huang An followed.
Whenever Xu Zhongping had to make a major decision, he would come here and count the rings on the tree stump.
He covered his eyes and touched a random point.
"Huang An."
He said, "Count from here. If the number is odd, the Black Armor Army will come out of hiding to support the Elder Princess of Great Liang."
"Yes, General."
Huang An responded, then began counting the rings from the point under Xu Zhongping’s finger.
"One... Wait, General, should I count to the left or the right?"
He asked.
"Either way."
Xu Zhongping said.
Huang An hesitated for a moment, then counted in the direction with more rings.
"One, two, three, four, five..."
He counted slowly, each number clear and distinct, like a hammer striking Xu Zhongping’s eardrums.
"Count faster!"
Xu Zhongping said impatiently.
"Okay."
Huang An wiped away the tears from his eyes.
He was in pain.
The General would be in even more pain.
The General, who had inherited the Grand Marshal’s legacy, would feel as if his flesh was being torn to join someone else.
But to preserve the Black Armor Army, the General had no other choice.
Duan Mingyue’s arrival only sped up the process.
More and more factions were coming to the camp, clearly indicating that their days of seclusion were over.
"Fifty-eight... General..."
Huang An’s throat tightened, his voice choking with emotion.
Xu Zhongping raised his hand and patted Huang An’s shoulder, "Dying on the battlefield is the fate of every Black Armor soldier. Huang An, are you afraid?"
Huang An wiped his tears and snot, and said solemnly, "No, I am not afraid!"
Xu Zhongping’s eyes were covered by a black cloth, "Then, tell me the answer."
Huang An looked at the last ring, tears streaming down his face, "General..."
"Report!"
A trusted subordinate hurried over, "General! In the canyon... we didn’t find Chen Long’s body!"
Xu Zhongping sighed, "I didn’t really expect to. Forget it."
How could they find a body in the rubble of a collapsed mountain?
The subordinate shook his head frantically, "No, General, someone broke through the formation and took Chen Long away!"
Xu Zhongping’s body trembled!
Here it comes, here it comes! (End of Chapter)
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