Chapter 89 Counterattack Against Feng Tan, You're Finished
As dawn broke and the last star in the night sky gradually disappeared, the first rays of sunlight appeared, and golden and orange-red hues gradually emerged from the blue-purple hues. The hazy light of the changing stars and the rising sun enveloped the City of Celebration and Radiance, and the clamor of the sinful gambling games subsided, as the city fell into slumber once more.
However, some people were busy all night and still didn't rest, because they wanted to leave quickly before anyone noticed anything amiss.
The spies of the Imperial Dragon Camp were even more skilled than the Imperial Guards, the henchmen of Emperor Dahuang. They had received personal training in detective skills from Feng Youming and could use gadgets they couldn't even name to detect metal. Therefore, finding the location of a large amount of gold was not difficult for them. In one night, they successfully found the gold mine in Huanyan Liuguang City.
The problem is, how can they possibly steal such a large sum of gold? The city of Huanyan Liuguang is heavily guarded, and with the addition of the Rakshasa army stationed there, there is absolutely no way they can successfully take the gold.
Before Blood Moon Harbor, Shan Qi, the deputy commander of the Imperial Dragon Camp, withdrew his one-eyed glasses from his gaze into the distance, his brow furrowed with worry. He asked Feng Bingzhu, "Commander, I just don't understand. Why must we save Feng Tan? What good will it do without her? Can't we gain women's suffrage through our own abilities?"
Feng Bingzhu turned around, looked into Shan Qi's eyes, and said, "But all of this is based on freedom. She is imprisoned in the hands of the Luosha Army. Once she is taken away by that person, our path forward will be much more difficult. Therefore, Feng Tan must be saved, whether because of her bloodline or because of her as a person."
Shan Qi's eyes widened in shock. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the blood-soaked youth flying out from the light of the rising sun. Then she heard Feng Bingzhu say, "Feng Tan is an upright person. On earth, she is like rivers and mountains; in the sky, she is like the sun and stars. She can cause great events and also overturn them. She is the most magical variable."
As soon as the two finished speaking, Feng Tan landed on the ground, took a breath, and greeted them, asking, "Commander, have you found the gold?"
Feng Bingzhu said, "We found it, but the problem is we can't take it with us."
Of course, they couldn't take it away before last night, but things are different now. They have advanced new weapons that give them an absolute advantage in both long-range and close-range combat. In the past, Feng Youming had them trained with models for seven or eight years in preparation for this day. Today, they will be able to put their skills to the test in real combat.
Feng Tan's eyes were still swollen. Shang Chunxiang's death had made her even more composed. The carefree spirit of her youth had faded considerably, but she still retained the pride that was in her bones. "We can take it with us. The Chu King's hidden silver on the island has been recovered by the court. If he is forced to do something against his will, he will not hesitate to rebel. That's why he's here to ask for the funds to set off. Xiao Yinshi also needs the funds to set off for his army to return to Dahua. They both want to use it to rebel, but we need this money too!"
Feng Bingzhu said, "The world is about to descend into chaos. If we want to take advantage of this situation, we'll need money to recruit soldiers and buy horses, and this amount is indeed indispensable. However, I'm curious why the city lord of this city is willing to negotiate the ownership of the gold mine with them?"
Feng Tan said, "Since ancient times, merchants have never been able to outmaneuver politicians. The reason why Huan Yan Liu Guang City has been able to stand firm between the two countries of Huang Hua for many years and make a steady profit is because its annual tax payments satisfy both courts. Now that both dynasties are in turmoil, the mastermind behind the scenes has come here to discuss with him. After careful consideration, he has chosen a new master, and money will naturally flow in continuously. He is a discerning person."
The situation has reached a tense standoff, yet everything is traceable. It all began when Xiao Yinshi hid in Dahuang more than a decade ago to plot, and when Feng Tingxiao used Gao Yu's scheme to amass wealth on Evil Spirit Island more than twenty years ago. After many years, they are finally about to reveal their claws. At the same time, Feng Tan is also moving firmly toward his beliefs.
Shan Qi said, "The storm is about to break, and no one can remain unscathed. Our forces are far outnumbered by theirs. How can we possibly storm the Golden Palace? Just consider the supplies we need to set off today. How can our forces possibly manage to seize them?"
The waters of Blood Moon Harbor turned a pale red in the rising sun, illuminating the figures of the three like a blood mirror. Among them, Shan Qi was the tallest, like a towering oak tree. Feng Tan admired her heroic figure and said, "If you use your moves well, you can use four ounces to move a thousand pounds. Our warriors may not be as strong as the Rakshasa Army, but with the new weapons, we can fight ten or even a hundred against one."
Feng Bingzhu remained relatively calm upon hearing this, as if she had expected it. Shan Qi, however, widened her eyes and raised her voice slightly, asking, "What do you mean?"
Feng Tan took out two sniper rifles and handed them to them, saying, "Today, let's test the results of the Dragon Guard's model training over the past few years."
Shanqi had only seen its portrait before, but now that she finally saw its true face, her eyes reddened, her hands trembled, and her voice choked with sobs. "Back then, when my mother was away, my father sold me to an old man for money, just to raise tuition fees for my younger brother. At that time, I secretly vowed that one day I would let him know that I was no less capable than my younger brother, and that I could also have my own skills! But this world blocked my path. I couldn't take the imperial examinations, and being a merchant's daughter was ridiculed. When I ran away from the old man and returned home, all I got in return was a charge of not being a virtuous wife. I had no way to survive except to marry that old man!"
After she finished speaking, she wiped away the tears that had involuntarily streamed down her face, weighed the sniper rifle in her hand, and said in a firm tone, "I will turn this world upside down!"
Feng Bingzhu also took the sniper rifle, a hint of a smile appearing in his usually indifferent eyes, "Finally, we've seen the real deal!"
Seeing their emotional state, Feng Tan suddenly recalled the time when she was seven years old. Her teacher had pulled her onto his lap, fanning her with a palm-leaf fan to dispel the summer night's heat, and said: "I don't want them to be sold off again. If they want to be wives and mothers, content in the inner quarters, I won't interfere. But if they want to live for themselves, they can't be denied a path. Someone has to be a trailblazer. For the sake of future generations, it starts with me, Feng Youming. When you grow up, they will be your support. I will train you a elite force, the most skilled with guns, called the Imperial Dragon Battalion! Feudal emperors fooled their people; we will be the Imperial Dragons."
A crimson shadow of a magpie flitted across the river, its sharp talons swooping down to snatch it in its mouth. The hawk looked at Feng Tan with a triumphant air. But its young mistress paid no attention to the magpie. Instead, she distributed sniper rifles one by one. Standing at the port, with the surging Red River behind her, she declared, "Gentlemen, fight your way through to pave my return to the officialdom of Dahuang. I will then pave the way for them!"
Gunfire erupted. Soldiers waiting outside the gold mine sounded horns and fired signal flares to assemble their troops. The sounds of battle mingled between the Rakshasa Army and the Imperial Dragon Army. The Imperial Dragon Army's past training had been significantly enhanced in this battle. When the vanguard engaged in close combat, the rearguard would kill their opponents with a single shot. Even though the Rakshasa Army, with its superhuman physique, had swept across battlefields for centuries, they were now unusually unable to cope with the Imperial Dragon Army, which appeared to be only half their size.
The Rakshasa Army suffered heavy casualties. The first unit of the Imperial Dragon Army rushed through the many checkpoints of the gold mine and quickly moved the gold out. The second unit provided escort and fire support for them. The two units cooperated seamlessly. The third unit seized the opportunity and immediately sailed the large ship to the port. Together with the second unit, they continued to escort the soldiers of the first unit to transport the gold onto the ship.
Feng Bingzhu led his men to empty the gold mine. Just then, Yu Ruxi and Zheng Qingru rode up with Meng Henabuer. When Feng Tan saw Uncle Meng whom she hadn't seen in a long time, her eyes reddened and tears quickly welled up in her eyes.
Menghenabul dismounted and gently patted her back to comfort her, saying, "Uncle, it's alright."
Feng Tan had been cared for by Shang Chunxiang in the palace for eight years and by Meng Henabul outside the palace for nine years. During the time she was detained by Xiao Yinshi, all of Feng Tan's closest relatives left. All the grievances and fears she had held for so long poured out. Like a child seeing a kind elder, she said in a muffled voice, "Uncle Meng, thank you for being alright."
Menghenabor looked into her eyes and said, "Don't cry, it will hurt your eyes."
The large ship was about to set sail. They stepped onto the footboard, and snipers were positioned around the ship to prevent the Rakshasa Army from launching a counterattack. At the stern of the large ship, a tall official ship with vermilion dragon patterns slowly approached. Wei Shengxian stood at the bow, flanked by Imperial Guards on both sides. He rested his arms on the side of the ship and said leisurely, "Princess Yongle, this humble servant has come on orders. Please obey His Majesty's decree and return to the palace with this humble servant."
He wanted to take the people back to report, but Xiao Yinshi and Feng Tingxiao rushed to the port after hearing their subordinate's report. The corpses lying all over the ground showed that a fierce battle had taken place. It was simply unbelievable that the Imperial Dragon Army could defeat the Rakshasa Army.
Feng Tingxiao narrowed his eyes, looking at the bullet holes in their chests, and sneered at Xiao Yinshi: "The Rakshasa Army is nothing special."
The chilling river wind couldn't dispel the murderous intent gathering in Xiao Yinshi's dark eyes. An unexpected event that had never happened in previous lives had occurred here. The foundation was half destroyed in Feng Tan's hands, yet she stood calmly at the bow of the ship, directing the ship's gunners to fire a shot at the Imperial Guard's official ship, and then pointed her gun in his direction and fired with a bang.
“If you dare point this gun at me again, Monhab Napur will pay the price.”
This statement lost its validity when Menghe Naboul was rescued, so Feng Tan had nothing to fear.
"Ha, Feng Tan," Xiao Yinshi hurriedly dodged, but the flames burned his eyebrows while he was playing with fire. The terrifying ferocity in his eyes was no longer concealed and burst forth, pressing down on Feng Tan along the bloody wind. "You're finished."
Author's Note: The main story begins! The battle begins! My battle with the censors is about to start too, haha.
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