Gone with the Bustling World Chapter 52: Chapter Forty-Eigh

The Bafang Cavalry, less than 20,000 people, chopped down the rest of Xiongye soldiers at an impossible speed. The neighing horses trampled as speedy as wind, as if causing a violent earthquake, making people's heart trembling nonstop.

Wherever Bafang cavalries arrived, it set off the failure of Xiongye troops like snow slide. The Xiongye soldiers were overwhelmed by shining armors batch after batch, rolling off the horses and being treaded. The blood and flesh splashed among screams.

The situation was one-sided. Bafang Army was going to win!

Xiao Qingyu hugged his arms, ordering faintly, “Beat the drums and withdraw. Let's not chase after desperate soilders.”

Another huge victory!!

The generals and soldiers flushed with excitement! Since three months ago when the war started, they set off from Bafang, conquered Chu, Eiyun and a dozen other places, as fast as burning flames and firecrackers.

The generals were shocked to find out: Since Duke Fang became their commander, he had never lost a battle! 'Yinghui', 'Zhenxiong', 'Kuanglan'… A series of military achievement hung on Fang Junqian, giving this eighteen-year-old young duke unparalleled fame!

Indeed, his name was enough to deter the world!

“Qingyu.” He wore silver armor and a red scarf and walked to him. He was still irresistibly charming. He stood there. Underneath the exquisite silver helmet were his deep sharp eyes, pressing and beautiful lips. The formerly childish fair face now was bestowed by war and hardships with strong features, turning into a spotless jade after a million times of honing and polishing.

Charming, imposing, self-possessed, and confident. Every of his gesture was picturesque.

Now Fang Junqian had grown to a real man!

Fang Junqian suddenly drooped down, standing on one knee to peek at Xiao Qingyu at the same level, “I'm back.”

I'm back…

This one sentence was more pleasing than any other words.

No one knew that after the end of each battle, the first sentence Duke Fang said was always what he said to him—Qingyu, I'm back.

At the imperial capital of Daqing.

Fang Jianhui was upset— His father's scolding was annoying. The memorials from the ministers were annoying. The news of triumph sent over from Xiongye was most annoying!

Hence, he went out to take an air, in the name of experiencing the folks' life.

However, he didn't go to investigate any case. His destination was the most well-known brothel in the capital—Three Million Valley.

As soon as he stepped into the valley, there was sound of fast indignant sorrowful pipa in the air!

A young girl who always sang lyrics should be singing something unprecedentedly heroic! —

“Smoke rise in all directions. It's a troubled age—

It doesn't matter even to go against the heaven's will.

Who is the one smiling to death?

The world is nothing but a chessboard—”

Since when this kind of gallant songs were popular in here? Fang Junqian was surprised.

The singer's voice carried bitterness and loneliness piercing into the deep sky—

“Keep smiling—

It doesn't matter even to go against the heaven's will.

Just hide loneliness in eyes…”

Then, the tune shifted as flute started to figure in. The light tone danced together with the lyrics, carrying partly carefreeness and partly resolution of killing!

“To travel and sing in wind; the song will spread to a million miles away.

Where are the heroes? They're surfacing right now, never to be defeated!

They have stunning faces which dwarf every beauty ever.

Their talents are enough to make the age bloom! —”

Here, all of a sudden, Fang Jianhui couldn't hear more. The playing faded away…

All strings were silent. The last word in the singer's tongue became the only high note.

Momentarily—

“Bang!”

“Bang! Bang!”

“Bang! Bang!Bang! Bang! Bang…!!!”

The strings were violently picked like explosion! There seemed to appear thousands of cavalries!

A hundred musical notes rang together to quake the ground!

There seemed to be thousands of horses galloping on the vast plain, causing snow slide, landslide, and earthquake at the same time! Even the boundless land was roaring, and the deep sky was shivering!

“Smoke rise in all directions. It's a troubled age—

It doesn't matter even to go against the heaven's will.

Who is the one smiling to death?

The world is nothing but a chessboard—

The world is nothing but a chessboard—”

The song ended.

Silence.

There was no other sound.

Fang Jianhui felt bursts of passion were shot into his heart. His pores were all opened instantly. He sweated like crazy!

Not only him, even the eunuch by him was bewildered and got excited.

Quickly rushing into the music worshop, Fang Jianhui asked directly, “What's this song?”

The singer replied, “Peerless Duo!”

Fang Jianhui didn't understand, “Peerless Duo?”

“You don't know it? It refers to Duke Fang and Childe Wushuang.” The expression of the speak was proud, as if he himself was Fang Junqian or Xiao Qingyu.

Hearing this, the eunuch witnessed in terror the horrifying distortion in an instant of the face of the Crown Prince Fang Jianhui!

Chapter end