Jing Zhe glanced at Xi Luo, then shook his head.
“You don’t need to write it, because even if you did, I wouldn’t trust you. I no longer trust you people from Western Xinjiang.”
"..."
Xiluo touched his nose and could only laugh awkwardly. Of course, he also knew why Jing Zhe didn't trust the people of Western Xinjiang. If he were betrayed by Kadan like that, he would definitely do the same as Jing Zhe!
However, it would be best if he could live. Jing Zhe didn't believe Xi Luo, but he still tried his best to curry favor, saying, "President Jing, besides Kadan, Karuqi was also involved in the conspiracy with Prince Jin and others! If President Jing is still angry, just kill him!"
As he spoke, Xiluo had someone bring out Kalucci.
Jing Zhe glanced at Kaluchi and felt a little sorry for him, because he was similar to Xiluo, at most a pawn of Kadan. The only difference was that he was Kadan's younger brother and had a closer relationship with Kadan.
Now, Xiluo is pushing Kaluqi out to appease himself, but it's likely that his real intention is to use him to get rid of Kaluqi. After all, Kaluqi's brother was the former king of the Western Frontier, and he still has the blood of the Western Frontier royal family in his veins. If he is allowed to return to the Western Frontier alive, he will probably cause a lot of trouble.
After all, Kadan had been king for a time, and there are probably many of his confidants within the current Western Xinjiang court.
Jing Zhe was unwilling to be used as a pawn by Xi Luo, and shook his head directly, saying, "Forget it, I have no interest in such a nobody."
"snort!"
When Kalucci heard Jing Zhe say that, he breathed a sigh of relief, then snorted coldly, as if to express his toughness.
"How dare you! You still dare to disrespect President Jing!"
Before Jing Zhe could react, Xi Luo darted forward and slashed Kaluqi across the neck with his sword. Kaluqi died instantly, his mouth agape, his eyes wide open in death.
Xiluo sheathed his sword, not forgetting to say to the heavy cavalry regiment, "If it weren't for that family, how could our heavy cavalry regiment have ended up like this? Killing him is the best way to give an explanation to our fallen brothers!"
"..."
The heavy cavalry regiments all fell silent, heads bowed.
Watching from the side, Jing Zhe couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Throughout history, which of those who have become kings and emperors has ever had a soft heart?"
Seeing that Jing Zhe was not making a move, and not wanting to let Kaluqi return to the Western Frontier, Xiluo had no choice but to take action himself. This eliminated a potential threat and also established the authority of the heavy cavalry regiments. It could be considered the first act of the new king.
After killing Kaluchi, Xiluo felt relieved, while Jing Zhe asked the question that had been bothering him earlier: "Didn't you bring a heavy cavalry regiment of over ten thousand this time? Why are there only half of them now? Is the other half left in Jingzhou City?"
Upon hearing this, Xiluo sighed and shook his head repeatedly. He then recounted the story of the Southern Qi Thunder Cannon, during which he also cursed the Prince of Jin and Kadan, and spoke out for the fallen heavy cavalry regiment.
"Thunderclap Cannon? Capable of firing thunderbolts in broad daylight?"
"Yes, President Jing! It's that kind of daytime thunderclap you mentioned, the thunder cannon that can be fired!"
Xiluo nodded and said.
Jing Zhe was completely stunned, because when he made the Daytime Thunderclap, he always entrusted it to the most trusted people, whether it was Hanhan or Qiu Qianqian now. Moreover, when he bought the raw materials, he always asked different people to buy them separately. He was certain that Nanqi could not have obtained the formula, so how did Nanqi make the Daytime Thunderclap?
So he asked, still uncertainly, "Are you sure?"
Xi Luo nodded again, and then repeated what Qi Junguang had said yesterday. After listening, Jing Zhe felt relieved this time.
Unexpectedly, Qi Junguang, who seemed unassuming, was actually very shrewd. For example, the last time he came to Jingzhou was to marry Su Mochen, but he lost to him in the martial arts test and then prepared to become the Thunderclap of Daylight.
Moreover, he sent out countless spies, with different people following him every day, so that Jing Zhe did not notice anything. In this way, Jing Zhe bought the things that Jing Zhe had been buying, and then selected and combined them from the many formulas he bought, and finally created the Daytime Thunderclap.
Jing Zhe was somewhat impressed by Qi Junguang's perseverance, and also felt quite emotional. Perhaps his appearance had accelerated the development of cannons in this era, and whether the world was about to enter the age of firearms. He wondered if this was good or bad for the local people.
"This Qi Junguang is quite capable."
Hearing Jing Zhe's sigh, but without any sign of worry or fear, Xi Luo assumed that Jing Zhe was unaware of the terrifying power of the Thunderclap Cannon, so he immediately said, "President Jing, this Thunderclap Cannon is far more powerful than any crossbow! Even powerful figures like Prince Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader dare not act rashly!"
Jing Zhe glanced at Xi Luo and smiled, "Prince Jin... and the Qingyang Sect Leader? Are they strong?"
"..."
Xi Luo was stunned. To him, or to more than 99% of martial artists, both the Prince of Jin and the Qingyang Sect Leader were powerful figures, but Jing Zhe was not among those 99%!
With a mere flick of his wrist, he could obliterate two grandmasters. Jing Zhe's level of skill must have long surpassed the realm of "strong." Realizing this, Xi Luo quickly shook his head and said with an awkward smile, "Compared to us, they are very strong, but compared to President Jing, they are too weak!"
Jing Zhe smiled and nodded in agreement. Even the strongest Thunder Cannon couldn't compare to the rocket launchers he had seen in later generations. After all, it was newly made and had a long way to go before it could be improved. With Jing Zhe's current level of skill, he wouldn't be afraid even if he encountered rocket launchers from later generations, so why would he be afraid of a Thunder Cannon?
Seeing how relaxed Jing Zhe was, Xi Luo knew he couldn't help much. As for whether Jing Zhe could actually defeat Jing Lei Pao, he was curious but didn't want to stay and watch.
What if Jing Zhe, like the Prince of Jin, sees that he can't defeat the Thunderclap Army and then asks them for help?
So Xiluo prepared to take his leave, cupping his hands and saying, "President Jing, our heavy cavalry regiment suffered more than half its losses this time, so I would like to take them back to rest and recuperate."
Jing Zhe nodded and said, "Yes, that's the thing."
"..."
Xi Luo was genuinely surprised that Jing Zhe would agree so readily. He had thought Jing Zhe would keep them, and he was even prepared to argue with Jing Zhe.
However, he quickly recovered and cupped his hands in greeting to Jing Zhe, saying, "Since President Jing has agreed, then I shall take my leave! But President Jing, please rest assured, I, Xi Luo, always keep my word! Once I return to the Western Frontier and settle everything, I will definitely fulfill my promise to President Jing and pay tribute to An Kingdom every year!"
Seeing Xiluo's sincere expression, Jing Zhe nodded.
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