Liao Jia was, after all, a scholar of the literary mind, and the characteristics of a scholar of the literary mind are thick skin and quick reaction. Faced with Gong Xi Chou's "mental attack", he simply smiled and said, "Then I'll leave?"
Are you suggesting that the three of you each pour out your hearts?
Hmph, Liao Jia thought to herself, "Dream on."
"You are a prisoner now. I advise you to be sensible and suffer less." Even though he knew that Gongxi Chou had a different meaning to his lord, Liao Jia was fearless.
This level of verbal warning clearly failed to subdue Gong Xichou. Despite his disheveled appearance, his eyes remained defiant and untamed, showing no sign of being a prisoner. He certainly had the ability to back it up; once he recovered even a fraction of his martial energy, with his strength, no one could stop him from leaving. He naturally retorted defiantly, sneering, "Trying to teach me a lesson? You think you can?"
Liao Jia nodded and smiled.
His smile was lewd, smug, and arrogant.
"Yes, just me." With a wave of his hand, he sealed Gongxi Chou Danfu with a spell, causing the opponent's martial energy, which had just recovered, to become stagnant and his meridians to become blocked. Under the opponent's wide-open gaze, he said earnestly, "Never underestimate a literary scholar you don't understand, especially when you are weak, because you have no idea what methods he has."
There are many similar cases of banning spiritual words.
However, the chances of success are not high.
Experts like Gong Xiqiu had no chance of falling for his trick, but with his dantian empty, his stamina depleted, and his condition weakened, it would be strange if he didn't fall into Liao Jia's hands under these circumstances. Gong Xiqiu probably never imagined he might be sealed away. Liao Jia flicked his sleeves: "A prisoner should act like a prisoner..."
Even the lord's intercession was ineffective.
However, Liao Jia's worries were unfounded.
Shen Tang strongly agreed with his statement: "Shao Mei is right. Feng En is the biggest gain of this battle. We can't let you get away so easily. You can put up with this for now. Once we take Xiaocheng, we can go to the city and have a good talk."
They were already being very lenient by not tying him up completely.
Gong Xichou snorted, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Shen Tang's condition wasn't much better than Gong Xi Chou's, and she was completely unfit for the front lines. So Gu Chi gave her a task—to keep a close watch on the captured Gong Xi Chou. In simpler terms, these two oddballs should stay somewhere cool and not delay the army's siege progress.
Shen Tang, who was left in the corner: "..."
Watching the two literary scholars preparing to go to the front lines to display their prowess, Shen Tang felt incredibly restless—watching Gu Chi and the others show off in front of her and steal the credit and merits that rightfully belonged to her was even more unbearable than being silenced!
Chen Tang plopped down next to Gong Xi Chou, her cheeks puffed out in anger. Gong Xi Chou raised his eyes slightly, and the coldness and killing intent in his gaze toward Chen Tang before the battle were gone: "Xiaocheng's defenses are not so easy to breach. This battle will be a long one."
Upon hearing this, Shen Tang turned her head to look at him.
He scoffed, "That old codger Qiu Wenyan?"
Gong Xichou said, “He suffered a great loss in Linshan County, and as soon as he entered Xiaocheng, he ordered his men to make full preparations. He has no shortage of soldiers or city weapons, and all the city gates have been sealed off. If you want to take the city, the only way is to climb the walls, but climbing the walls is difficult, and standing firm is even more difficult. Even if you have the morale boost from winning the battle, it will be difficult to make up for the gap. If you try to make up for it, you will have to risk your lives.”
The city gate tower is Qiu Cheng's territory.
His people were everywhere.
If the attacking soldiers manage to climb the wall, they will be attacked en masse and left with only a mangled corpse. Only by constantly attacking and harassing the defenders, exhausting their strength and reducing their numbers, can they gradually gain a foothold after scaling the wall.
This is a sawing process.
Every minute and every second is a struggle for survival, a fight to the death.
Gong Xi Chou wasn't very optimistic about Shen Tang's side. Although her literary support was top-notch, she lacked high-level combat power. The only high-level combat power that Gong Xi Chou could take a liking to was temporarily abandoned and kept him company.
“You’re absolutely right, that makes a lot of sense.” Shen Tang was eating a flatbread. She had sobered up halfway through the fight and was starving. Since she had nothing else to do, she might as well eat. “But, as long as you don’t give up, there’s always a way. Qiu Wenyan, that old codger, probably never dreamed that while he was leading his troops to entangle the enemy at the front, his rear would be lost.”
Gong Xichou: "...???"
Shen Tang showed no remorse for offending his close friend, and launched into a long and eloquent speech: "You don't know, do you? Haha, sharpening the axe doesn't delay the work of chopping wood. While I was sending people to challenge them these past few days, I also had a tunnel dug into Xiaocheng City. Five thousand elite troops have already launched a 'secret attack'. Qiu Wenyan was caught off guard. If this plunger is used, I guarantee his anus will be blown open!"
She made a flower-blooming gesture: "Chrysanthemums in full bloom!"
Gong Xichou: "...???"
Shen Tang turned to him and asked, "You don't understand?"
Gong Xichou's lips twitched slightly: "No, I understand."
While the two chatted for a short while, the five thousand elite troops received the order to attack. They were all energized, following their leader to the back garden to pick flowers. Qiu Cheng had initially remained calm—although the enemy's attack was fierce, the high walls provided a barrier, making a large-scale assault on the walls unlikely in the short term. His own troops were also numerous and courageous warriors; if he gritted his teeth and held off the fiercest wave of attacks, Xiaocheng might be safe. However, he hadn't expected the enemy to suddenly emerge from within the city and brazenly charge up the stairs.
Blood flowed like rivers along the way.
Qiu Cheng was astonished: "What's going on?"
When did this force appear in the city?
Suddenly, they were attacked from both sides, and their rhythm was thrown into chaos.
Gong Xichou closed his eyes and listened intently to the sounds coming from the direction of the city wall. He knew that the situation was developing in the direction Shen Tang had expected, and he lost interest. He only cared about one thing now: "Mama, I lost."
Shen Tang, who was engrossed in her meal, looked up and asked, "Hmm?"
Gongxi Chou sighed, “How did you find the sacred object? I’ve searched everywhere for years without finding a single clue. The sacred object is of utmost importance to our clan and cannot be desecrated. Those who desecrate it will be punished. Even if you are Mama, you will not be an exception.”
"Cough cough cough—"
Upon hearing Gong Xichou mention this, Shen Tang clutched her neck and coughed incessantly, tears welling in her eyes. She nearly choked on a piece of bread she hadn't swallowed. Seeing her face turn red, Gong Xichou reached out to help her, and she finally coughed up the culprit.
"Damn, Kang Jishou's bad luck is still going on..."
Shen Tang greedily inhaled the fresh air.
But she still has to face the problem of Gong Xichou.
He said, "I had no intention of blasphemy..."
How did she desecrate herself?
It sounds a bit harsh.
“…Well, finding the ‘sacred relic’ was an accident. I can tell you where the ‘sacred relic’ is, but you have to swear to me that you will never force the ‘sacred relic’ to do anything she doesn’t want to do.” For example, asking the “sacred relic” to lie in a coffin, Shen Tang said nervously, “Swear, swear, and I’ll tell you.”
Gong Xiqiu didn't understand why, but he did as instructed.
"I swear on my life!"
"Gong Xi Chou, you're a real man!" Shen Tang gave him a thumbs up, then used her fingers like a comb to tidy up her messy ponytail from fighting with Gong Xi Chou, and grinned mischievously: "Later, I'll show you a special skill—washing your hair while doing a handstand!"
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Hesitant, what should be done with Gongxi Chou...?
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