325 The Rise and Fall of the Royal City, Chapter Fifty-Three
Uncle Ba and Uncle Jiu touched the weapons in their hands, hesitated for a moment, and sighed softly, "This is good. In this way, Master should be at ease. With the son-in-law here, it should be safe and secure, and Master can rest assured."
However, it's unclear how this ghoul ended up here. The young master's reputation should spread, but whether the ghoul is mindless or has another reason, it's best to inform the young lady about this.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "The master has not given any instructions regarding the matter of Captain Guan. It seems that this matter involves a great deal of people."
However, this Captain Guan is quite remarkable. Young people these days are all extraordinary, whether it's due to their sincerity or their foresight.
At the very least, their courage, wisdom, talent, and willingness to sacrifice are beyond our reach. Throughout the history of this capital and the previous dynasties, those with such breadth of vision and spirit have been few and far between.
The other two nodded, while Uncle Qi shook his head softly, "It's a pity about Yun Qing and Yun Shuni. Following us roughnecks, we couldn't teach them how to handle their own affairs."
This battlefield is ultimately a man's affair. Throughout history, there have always been many talented female generals, but in the end, they all had their own destinies.
The other two sighed softly, a hint of regret welling up in their hearts. Indeed, they hadn't thought of many things, and now it was a bit too late. They could only hope that the women could fight for their own happiness.
In the Dalong Prefecture, Fang Lin quietly reported to Commander Guan. Commander Guan remained silent, but his eyes looked much more relaxed. After listening, he gently drank a cup of hot tea.
He closed his eyes, pondered silently, and after a long while, decided, "Since the son-in-law asks me to wait, then I will wait. My heart has never changed. I sincerely wish the son-in-law to lead this Dalong Prefecture."
We will be content if we can do our part to ensure the soldiers receive what they deserve.
Fang Lin nodded. "Yes, sir. Should this be sent back?"
She waved her hand gently, "No need, we can just wait patiently for our son-in-law."
What a foolish bunch! Look at the attack of the corpse demons today. If it weren't for the son-in-law, how would Dalong Prefecture have dealt with such a powerful enemy?
Do they sell people to survive, or pay tribute to survive?
If the demons were to sacrifice an entire city, these people would probably betray even their own kin immediately. I wonder if their supposedly unwavering resolve will actually hold true then.
After a moment's thought, he said, "You all need to closely monitor the surrounding area in the coming days. If you find any suspicious individuals, you must report them immediately and not act on your own."
If this matter of the corpse demons is accidental, then so be it. But if it was intentional, we will all suffer. With the Great Long Prefecture still unsettled, these demons, monsters, and all sorts of immortals and gods will eventually be unable to resist.
Fang Lin looked thoughtful, his eyes filled with doubt. Then, his pupils contracted, and disbelief was evident in his expression. He blurted out, "General, they wouldn't dare, would they? To dare sacrifice an entire prefecture? That would make them public enemies."
His mouth was agape, speechless. A hint of confusion and helplessness flashed through his eyes, and his face turned pale. He was about to open his mouth again, but the sound got stuck in his throat and he couldn't let it out!
Lieutenant Guang sneered, placing one hand on the desk. He said coldly, "Back when the Holy Emperor suppressed them, those old devils were terrified and dared not show themselves. They could only find some small fry to lure some weak-willed, fallen ones."
Then, pressing his hand down, he unconsciously and gently turned it left and right. His restless heart sighed softly, a hint of weariness and helplessness in his eyes. 'Now, the Holy Emperor hasn't appeared for a long time. If a royal or emperor-level demon truly attacks, what can you do!'
A deep sense of powerlessness pierced his heart. The royal city hadn't even sent anyone to handle the matter in Dalong Prefecture. At first, he felt a little happy and inexplicably pleased.
The longer it goes on, the more I feel that control is disappearing. I am a Martial King, and I can certainly deal with myself, but who can deal with me, and how? In the past, a single command would bring thousands of people rushing to my aid.
Now that the Holy Emperor is not on the throne, who would step forward like this? It's all due to various considerations and plans. Even I, in my humble position, am left without anyone to deal with me, without even a single order.
A touch of joy, a touch of helplessness, a touch of bitterness, and a hint of a bad premonition. Without the Holy Emperor, the royal city is ultimately just a royal city.
Thinking of this, a sudden chill ran down his spine, as if he had imagined something terrifying. He whispered, "How strong are the corpse demons? Is there any specific information?"
Fang Lin woke up with a start and said quickly, "The General Corpse Demon is currently fighting against General Yun Qing. General Yun Qing has the support of the military formation, and then the General beheaded him."
He was indeed neither alive nor dead; he even picked it up himself, only to be cleaved in two by his son-in-law.
Captain Guan's face was deathly pale, his heart pounding with turmoil. He muttered to himself, 'At least a Royal-level Corpse Demon. It seems things are really going to get chaotic.'
He then issued the order: 'Fang Lin, from now on, double the number of scouts. Tell them to be alert and report immediately if anything goes wrong. Everyone must remain in camp and is not allowed to leave without permission.'
At this moment, beads of sweat involuntarily streamed down Fang Lin's forehead. He immediately replied, "Yes, General!" and hurriedly left, his heart filled with fear and worry.
In a secluded courtyard in Wanzhou, Huifu, Bai Rong, Danru, and Qingti gazed at the moon. Qingti whispered softly, "I heard that Shen Lang slew the Corpse Demon this afternoon. I wonder if he was injured."
Huifu said softly, "What the prefect and the Shi sisters said this afternoon was that Shen Lang wasn't injured, but he rushed back, so he must have been very busy lately."
Danru and Qingti, gazing at the moon with longing, chimed in, "Yes, Chen Lang is very busy. He'll probably come to see us when he's done."
The moon is full, but people are not reunited. Those who haven't entered the gate of longing know not the bitterness of longing, and cannot understand the enduring pain of yearning. Now, I am one of those people, my longing like a dream, lingering in my heart night after night. It's like the waters of the West River flowing eastward ceaselessly, remembering you.
They weren't the only ones longing for each other; others were too. At this moment, news of the border troubles reached the once bustling City God Temple, and even more people from within the city came to burn incense, sincerely praying for peace.
Not long after that demon appeared, other evil spirits came. Fortunately, we were protected by a great man; otherwise, who knows if that corpse demon would have come to Wanzhou? It's not difficult to find people in Wanzhou who can resist it.
Relying on local prominent families? Difficult, difficult, difficult!
Why not come and worship the City God appointed by the lord more often? I think the lord will remember the incense offerings and, if evil spirits really attack in the future, he will help out for the sake of the appointed City God.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the aristocratic families were of little use here.
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