Chapter 1361: Without the Mountain Lord, the Mischievous Monkey Becomes Famous [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

"Is this piece of trash just sent to die?"

Gongxi Chou didn't even glance at the enemy general who had been thrown into the deep pit.

The thunderous war drums, which had just been so powerful they seemed to cleave through stone and split the clouds, were abruptly cut short by a single stroke. The reinforcements below the city walls gasped for breath, unable to believe their eyes. They knew the rebels must have some powerful backing to dare attack the capital, but they hadn't expected the disparity in strength to be so vast!

Is it possible that our side can't even withstand a single move from the opponent?

No, it's not just the lack of strength, but also the crucial lack of momentum!

The giant serpent beneath Gong Xiqiu's feet spewed dragon breath, its claws gripping the wall, its head slowly bowing downwards. Its shadow lengthened and expanded with its movements, until it blocked the blazing sun above the army, creating an oppressive feeling as if the serpent were swallowing a golden crow. The sunlight was blocked, the temperature dropped, and a chilling, icy atmosphere began to fill the air.

The golden serpent's eyes stared intently at the area below for a long time, as if scrutinizing a group of defenseless prey. Gong Xi Chou, who was standing on its head, slowly stepped down from the air, raised his hand, and a serpent halberd emerged from his palm, its red tassel fluttering in the wind.

His voice was carried by the wind and sand to the reinforcements.

"What's wrong? Can't you beat the war drum or open your mouth?" Gongxi Chou spoke the most arrogant words in the most indifferent tone, but secretly used his aura to suppress the enemy drummer. "Tsk, a rabble like this dares to show weapons in front of me?"

He strolled leisurely toward the general who was struggling to get up.

Someone in the reinforcements shouted, "This is bad!"

The thief had no intention of letting anyone live!

"You thief, I'll teach you a lesson!"

With a loud shout, two streaks of light shot out from the formation, one to the left and one to the right. One blocked Gong Xichou's casually swinging halberd, while the other aimed for his vital back. The shockwave from the close-range explosion sent the burly warrior flying backward, twisting in mid-air to plant his weapon in the ground, dragging it several feet into a ditch before he finally regained his footing.

Two loud thuds echoed amidst the billowing dust.

Two figures flew out in a disheveled state.

One of them rolled several times on the ground before stopping, kneeling on one knee and vomiting a mouthful of blood, which then transformed into a ball of martial energy and entered the waist of another figure. The latter looked down and saw several visible cracks on the surface of the tiger tally, and his face under the mask twitched violently twice.

Even the simplest breath can aggravate chest injuries.

His injury wasn't even from a full-force attack by the enemy, but from a casual kick! Just one kick! He didn't even need to consciously focus his mind to know that he had at least three broken ribs.

Slow, steady footsteps echoed through the dust.

The combat boots made a crisp, metallic sound as they stepped on the sand.

"Though weak as an ant, your courage is commendable." A gentle breeze swept away the yellow sand that had been obscuring the view, revealing the insurmountable chasm. The psychological pressure it brought far surpassed that of the dragon-python: "You are the second person, besides Mama, to dare to fight me and save someone!"

Trying to do something you're not qualified for will lead to disaster.

Just when the two thought that Gong Xi Chou would take advantage of their momentary inability to resist and kill them, Gong Xi Chou turned his gaze to the entire reinforcement army and made an inexplicable move—removing his armor!

Yes, he removed his armor!

He was only wearing half a suit of armor, but instead of respecting his opponent by wearing the other half, he took back the half of the armor he was wearing, revealing a round-necked, tight-fitting outfit with a blue exterior and red interior underneath.

"We're in a hurry, should we go one by one, or all at once?"

A single sentence can trigger a red-hot reaction in someone on the spot.

The general who arrived to the rescue disregarded his broken ribs, hastily using his martial energy to mend and fix the broken bones to prevent them from piercing his internal organs, and then charged forward with his sword. Gong Xichou finally managed a slight smile, commenting, "A courageous ant."

Even a burly general couldn't stand by and watch his brothers die at the hands of the enemy, so he immediately tried to boost morale. Gong Xichou's evaluation of him was clearly a notch lower: "A reckless and brainless ant."

The most infuriating thing wasn't the constant labeling of them as ants, but rather that they were ordering all the military officers to fight. If they didn't dare to fight, wouldn't they be nothing more than ants who "didn't even dare to draw their weapons"?

"Look, what's that?"

Someone noticed that something had appeared on the walls of the capital.

To be precise, there's now an extra banner bearing the head coach's banner!

Unlike a regular banner, this one had a long, thin object suspended from it. The martial artists, with their exceptional eyesight, immediately recognized that the "long, thin object" was a person!

A person wearing only a nightgown.

The man's hands were bound and raised above his head; his face was deathly pale, and he looked extremely haggard and disheveled. Many of the military officers in the reinforcements were qualified to attend court meetings and naturally recognized his face. The moment they recognized him, everyone felt a burning shame.

It was as if he had been slapped eighteen times in public.

Who is that?

Some people don't recognize this face.

"Yes, yes... Your Majesty..."

It took all his strength to come up with such a simple title.

"What!"

"Is that His Majesty?"

They knew their king had been humiliated, but they never expected the scene of humiliation to unfold before them so suddenly! The humiliation of the king was secondary; the important thing was that they themselves had been humiliated! Immediately, some generals couldn't resist the shock and charged out without regard for anything else!

He roared at the top of his lungs, "You traitor, prepare to die—"

"An ant with a hoarse voice." Just like an animal encountering its natural enemy, it deliberately makes strange noises to try to intimidate the other party. Gong Xichou gave a harsh evaluation: "A loud voice does not mean you have strength."

It will only reveal his bluster and cowardice.

The reinforcements simply couldn't bear to watch.

"Get out of the way, I'll take over!" A man galloped towards the nearest war drum, kicked aside the trembling drummer, snatched the drumstick, and struck the war drum made of Kui oxhide with all his might.

When the drumstick struck, the drumhead remained completely still, utterly silent.

The general touched the surface of the Kui ox-hide drum with his palm and immediately began cursing, insulting Gongxi Chou's family register. No wonder the drummer couldn't strike the war drum; this drum had been infused with martial energy! This unfamiliar martial energy was both soft and strong, giving people a yin and cold feeling. Touching it felt like a green venomous snake coiled around one's neck, hissing and flicking its tongue.

Ordinary drummers wouldn't dare to play it, and how could they possibly make a sound?

Ordinary brute force cannot shake it!

"Despicable scoundrel!"

He channeled his martial energy into the drumstick and struck it!

Thump—

The war drums emitted a deep, resonant sound, the sound waves radiating outwards from their center. When the sound waves penetrated the bodies of living beings, ordinary soldiers felt a strange sense of dizziness and unease, as if their internal organs were bouncing up and down with the drumbeats. The general beating the drum was also suffering; he used his own martial energy to counteract the martial energy within the drum. Although he was not injured, the force of the impact left his hands numb.

Thump—

The second note fell firmly.

Knock knock—

The sound of the war drums gradually became smoother.

High-pitched and stirring!

Like a small boat battling the wind and waves, seemingly delicate and fragile, yet never swallowed up, there is still a glimmer of hope even in dire straits.

The audience members with the best seats watched until their lips were dry and their throats were parched.

He was pushed up and began calling for help from below.

Seeing so many people arrive, he felt both ashamed and anxious.

How could he face people and manage his subordinates after so many people saw him at his most vulnerable? Watching them struggle under Gong Xichou's control, he was so anxious that he wished he could help them himself.

He had thought that these loyal ministers and generals could save him from his predicament, but now it seemed that they themselves were in dire straits! Despair deepened in the eyes of the King of Qi, while below he could hear other treacherous officials making sarcastic remarks.

For example, those two flames that appeared out of nowhere.

"...A mere eighteenth-rank Grand Chancellor, yet he's even better at putting on airs than I am!" He used the strength of an eighteenth-rank Grand Chancellor to flaunt the power of a twentieth-rank Marquis. Recalling his own heyday, even in his most glorious years, Wei Cheng hadn't been as adept at handling affairs as Gongxi Chou. "Without a mountain lord, a monkey has become famous! The world is going to the dogs..."

Xiahou Yu and the others reacted mostly with surprise. They had little contact with Gongxi Chou, who had always been seen as a "super strong but somewhat taciturn general." Coupled with their long-standing bias against Kang State, they never imagined that this would be Gongxi Chou's true nature.

seem……

Are they being too arrogant and domineering?

Those generals who had suffered during the "Eccentric Hero Chou" era were moved to tears as they watched. "Waaah, haven't they finally seen the truth now?" they thought. "They've remembered Gongxi Chou for so many years, and it wasn't just for a lost pair of trousers."

Besides the calf-nose trousers, there is also the tormented spirit.

Because the other party was just too, too, too—harsh!

They didn't waver in their martial arts principles, nor did they go astray; they all succeeded because they figured it out themselves! Those who couldn't figure it out just drove themselves crazy.

The rest of them were eager to personally beat the drums to boost Gongxi Chou's morale!

Two flames drifted to Luo Sha's side, while a dark, damp skeleton quietly fanned the flames: "We're both Grand Masters of the Eighteenth Rank, why don't you go down and have some fun? How can you let Gongxi Chou monopolize the limelight?"

Gongxi Chou truly deserved a beating, but the effect was also remarkable.

To put it in plain language—

No matter how red it is, black and red is still red.

Gong Xi Chou's arrogant words and actions aroused everyone's hatred. Regardless of whether the outside world praised or criticized him, his presence was the most prominent. Even though Luo Sha's true strength was slightly greater than Gong Xi Chou's, in the eyes of the outside world, Gong Xi Chou was definitely stronger.

After all, how could someone not be strong enough to act so arrogantly?

Little did people know that Gong Xichou's arrogance was entirely due to his personality and had little to do with his strength. He had absolute confidence since childhood, and his self-evaluation was always on the top. He was the most handsome, the best dancer, the most beautiful singer, the most accurate marble shooter, and the most beloved by his maternal grandmother, aunt, uncle, and mother. In the clan, regardless of gender, age, or whether they were alive or dead, who could not like him?

If anyone dislikes him, it's not because he's done anything wrong, but because the other person has committed a fundamental error, is hypocritical, or is biased and unfair! Even God loves him. Who could dislike him?

Even after the night of his clan's annihilation, Gong Xichou did not doubt himself.

It gradually became what it is today.

What outsiders perceive as harshness is simply him telling the truth. Those who can't bear his honesty only prove that they lack both skill and mental fortitude. If they can't even handle this much, they shouldn't be practicing martial arts; they won't go far on the path anyway.

Luo Sha replied earnestly, "I'm studying."

Wei Cheng asked him, "What are you studying?"

After saying that, he looked down at the person below who was moving with ease among a dozen people, without even breaking a sweat, as if strolling in a garden. He was silent for a moment, then sincerely said, "It's best not to learn this."

In other words, the opponent was too weak. If the opponent had been too strong, such as a nineteenth-rank Guannei Marquis or a twentieth-rank Che Marquis, Gongxi Chou would have been beaten to a pulp long ago with his sharp and sarcastic tongue. Wei Cheng regretted his recklessness back then more and more as he looked at it.

If he had held back then and not participated in the war against the Gao Kingdom, but instead waited until his own strength was fully restored to its peak before coming out, he would definitely have been able to teach Gongxi Chou a lesson and show him what "verbal virtue" means.

Oh, and one more, a young pear.

Both of them have equally sharp and sarcastic remarks.

He deserves to be slapped by everyone.

When Wei Cheng spoke his mind, Luo Sha disagreed, saying, "How could that be? General Gongxi is just a man of strong emotions, and our lord is known for his humility and magnanimity. How could he say such arrogant and presumptuous things?"

Throughout the entire Kang Kingdom, who doesn't know that the ruler is gentle, kind, respectful, frugal, and modest?

Wei Cheng: "..."

He sincerely suggested, "Eat more red root; it's good for your eyes."

How could someone so young go blind?

The bowback whale is almost blind, and it seems that's true.

What is Shen Tang, whom Luo Sha described as "gentle, kind, respectful, frugal, and modest," doing right now? She is putting her words into practice: whoever attacks Gongxi Chou, she will send troops to attack them. She will guard the vital passes and strike down anyone she can catch!

At first, some people thought the flood had washed away the Dragon King Temple.

He ordered his soldiers to display their flags and explain that they were not thieves, but were ordered to protect the emperor. Without a word, Shen Tang immediately attacked, shouting, "I'm going to hit you bunch of people who are here to protect the emperor!"

They wave the banner of loyalty to the king every day, how could she not know what they're really thinking? When Shen Youli was loyal to the king, they were probably still playing house in some muddy field. A sharp sword cleaved out a towering wall of sword energy, and Shen Tang led her people to block their way.

"Go back to where you came from!"

The enemy now knows which side Shen Tang is on.

So they're in cahoots with the thieves!

"Arrogant! Today I'll let your grandfather tear your mouth apart!" The scholar with a literary heart would go mad in a dark and calm way, but the warrior with a martial spirit would go mad openly when their emotions were provoked.

Shen Zixu Tang's body was young, barely reaching adult size thanks to the stimulation of martial energy. Although his features had matured, he still retained a youthful innocence. How could a seasoned general tolerate being provoked by such a tender youth? He immediately felt a surge of killing intent, determined to wash away the humiliation with the villain's blood! And, unsurprisingly, he was knocked off his horse by Shen Tang in a single exchange. Shen Tang smiled brightly, snatching the reins from the other's horse. Having taken the enemy's martial energy warhorse, he galloped around the fallen general, hiding in the stirrups, bending his body to the side of the horse, and thrusting his sword into the general's face like a spear.

She and the warhorse worked together seamlessly.

It didn't seem like an enemy general's warhorse; it looked more like hers.

"You brat, you've gone too far!"

They forcibly seized the warhorse and even controlled it right in front of him; the humiliation was almost like dancing on his ancestral grave. The enemy general was so angry that his teeth chattered. He jumped up and down, clasped his hands above his head, gathered his martial energy in his palms, and unleashed a crimson-gold palm shadow several meters long that slashed down on his head!

"Take this slap from your grandpa!"

Shen Tang dismounted with a sliding tackle, grabbing his horse's leg in a flash. With a long, outstretched arm, he swung his spear in a wide arc towards the direction the palm strike was coming from. Before the enemy general's eyes widened in shock, the spear transformed into a chain of sharp blades. With a flick of his wrist, the chain flashed like lightning, aimed straight for his opponent's vitals. The general tried to block with his arm guard, but the next second his wrist was entangled.

Before he could resist, a tremendous force yanked him away.

A kick right in the abdomen!

"Hmm—"

The enemy general's belly was torn apart piece by piece by the terrifying force.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string for dozens of feet, crashing into the ground and creating a deep crater. Blood gushed from his mouth, and he could no longer stand up.

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The title uses the phrase "When there are no heroes, even scoundrels can become famous."

In layman's terms, it's like "when the cat's away, the mice will play" _(:з」∠)_

Wei Cheng: In our time, we wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, or we would be beaten to death.

PS: The monthly pass post has been unlocked, and the threshold of 500 fan points has been set, but the spots were still gone in just over ten minutes _(:з」∠)_ I'm wondering if next month I should offer 100 points per monthly pass to increase the number of spots?