Absolute Double Power
Verse-21
Capital, Yeliushen...
"Shashou?" Governor Pao-Lu's voice boomed from his throne hall. "Alagain Shashou! I want those Shashou to be wiped out without a remnant!" he said in wrath.
Ten representatives of the immortal army marched in the middle of the room, just below his staircase. They all bowed before finally rushing to carry out his decree.
A moment later, a number of horsemen burst out past the fearsome lion statue curled up at the gate of the governor's palace.
The whole palace turned rowdy.
The women rushed to the side of the room and lined up by the window, scrambling to look out as the row of horsemen passed in the grounds, just below the window of Consort Yuwen's throne hall.
Meanwhile, Consort Yuwen had already looked towards the window.
"What's going on?" Xi Xia shrieked in surprise as he walked up to his half-brothers in shock.
"Find out what's going on!" concubine Yuwen orders her two servants.
"Well, Concubine Yuwen!" the servants simultaneously bowed with both hands linked in front of his face. Then turned around and rushed out of Consort Yuwen's estate.
"Yes, God!" yell at some girls while giggling. "They're so handsome!"
Xi Xia groaned and bought up.
"I wish I were five years older!" muttered the seventeen-year-old girl.
"Omong empty!" sergeant's a sixteen year old girl. "Some immortal soldiers are still seventeen years old!"
"really?" some other sixteen year old girl.
The return of Concubine Yuwen's servants interrupted them, the footsteps of the servants echoing under the roof of the great dome of the hall.
The servants stopped in front of Consort Yuwen's throne and again bowed with both hands linked in front of their faces. "The Commander-in-Chief is back, but only alone" the servant reported.
"And what does that mean?" Concubine Yuwen did not understand.
"His army is not left," replied his servant. "Shashou's men have attacked the tax collector's army and taken all the tributes."
"Shashou?" Concubine Yuwen arched her brows towards those servants, casting a questioning gaze.
"It was an alliance of indigenous youth, a rebel group that opposed Luoji's rule by taking up arms to bring about the freedom of the land of Zhujia" one of the servants explained. "Every member carried a sicae tucked inside their robes. At a public meeting, they took out this dagger to attack Luoji's people and his sympathizers, then mingled with the crowd after his action to avoid detection. Reportedly, not only did they kill, they also robbed."
"Murder?" Concubine Yuwen glanced meaningfully at Xi Xia. "Is that the same robbing that attacked us last night?"
"Right, Consort Yuwen!"
The entire room shrieked as it smothered his mouth.
"What about Shin Wu? Is she okay?" Xi Xia rushed towards the servants.
"Mr Commander is in the care, Miss!" answer one of the servants.
"What does it mean in treatment?" Concubine Yuwen interrupted impatiently. "Is my son hurt?"
"Right, Consort Yuwen!" the two servants answered almost simultaneously.
Concubine Yuwen and Xi Xia shrieked simultaneously, then both of them rushed out of the hall and ran towards Shin Wu's estate.
The other girls followed behind him while the other concubines were forced to wait because Shin Wu's bodyguards would not let them - stepmothers - enter his estate.
In the city center…
In an instant the situation turned gripping. The Luoji soldiers roamed everywhere.
The roads were closed to traffic for hours if military horse-drawn carriages would pass by and traffic would go crazy.
Soldiers of large-bodied guards wearing steel helmets stopped the horse-drawn carriages at the city gates, waving spears and shouting at the sais to give way to the ranks of the military horse-drawn carriages.
Marketplaces were searched, wine shops searched, small alleys combed, along the outskirts of the city were also not missed.
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Fort Kaida…
The towering old castle, shrouded in mist, features unexpected crevices in dark colors, which further emphasise the context between the ancient relics and the clenic nuances.
On the opposite side of the valley, just below the castle was Kaida village, perched on a mountain ridge.
Around it lay a beautiful green forest. Slim peach trees and birkin trees grow curved towards the village. Behind it, the forest looked dark because it was overgrown with bamboo trees.
The afternoon sunlight filtered through the cracks of the leaves, scattering bright spots on the black floor surface of the castle. Black and golden monarch butterflies flew to and fro, in and out of the pale gray light beams that shone down from above.
THE SNACK!
The tree's butt snapped when a shadow shot from the foot of the cliff and jumped at it. Then a pair of armour-shoeed feet landed lightly on the ancient stone floor of the castle filled with bloodstains.
Bodies were everywhere, lying in pools of blood, some still breathing heavily, others unconscious.
But at the same time, it looks the same overall the same image of the same mute, the same likeness of the world of death, the same mass murder.
The same wound…
The same weapon…
And…
The victims…
They all looked at the bar.
They all have pale faces.
It was as if their pallor, the filthy bundle of hair clinging to their foreheads, their blank gazes, now seemed like imagining their sure death. It was as if their destiny was hidden within that detail, and on each pair of wide-eyed without the light of fate's life seemed to surface like a re-enactment of the deaths of the entire sect members.
And Hua Zu with the same helplessness responded and acted in the same way, only kneeling near his partner who was barely breathing, drooping like a parachute touching the ground. Asked in the same vibrating voice, "Who did it?" Then heard the same answer from the same trembling weak voice.
The rest were still the same, just crouching there, silent, waiting for his partner's breath to turn into an empty crackle, closing his eyelids with his thumb, covering his face with the same veil.
Then it exploded with a bigger wrathful airship.
"HOOKREEK…!!!"
The roar roared like a war marker trumpet, followed by a thunderbolt.
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The Jinzhi Valley…
The two Jieru disciples were training in the driveway at the forest border, still trying to reconcile with the sacred forest. Now they are hanging on tree branches wrapped around vine tendrils with the position of the head is below—still not at peace with the plant!
Hearing the sudden thunder, they shouted in panic, "GURUUUU…!!!"
And in an instant the tendrils of the plant crept all over their bodies and wrapped them up like cocoons.
Zhu Hua Zu who was originally stuck in his castle courtyard with both hands crossed behind his body watching them, suddenly looked up at the dimming sky. Looks a little riled up, not as calm as usual.