LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
423. MATCHMAKING.
“Please, Blame, Marshal!”
With Tan Wen Hong as the guide, they passed the Poison Dragon Array, reaching the peak of Blackwind Mountain.
Instead of luxurious clan residences, they were greeted by a simple barrack gate.
They could even hear faint cries of killing from outside.
Frowning, the five were quite confused.
What is the Tan clan doing now?
Smiling, Tan Wen Hong gestured, “Ha-ha-ha, please do not take offense, Marshal. We just had a bloody attack and are still tense.
Our guards in particular, practiced day and night. Will the God of War be willing to say a few words to our young blood? The whole clan will be very grateful. ” Tan Wen Hong bowed again.
Dugu Zhantian nodded slowly. He first wanted to know what the Tan clan was cooking, and secondly, to find out how deeply they were hiding their assets.
In order for the emperor to look at them so high and pull him from the border in saving the nameless clan, he had to see for himself who they really were.
Following Tan Wen Hong through the gate, the five arrived in front of the house of the Tan clan.
What shocked them all was that there were no buildings around, only tents. They looked like soldiers ready for battle.
That was Tan Wen Hong's ingenious plan. He knocked down all the buildings for the tent to arouse Marshal Dugu's sympathy and make him feel at home.
With how Dugu Zhantian spent so many years on the battlefield, he would be more at home in a tent than among the four walls.
It is also a form of flattery, in order to fit one's taste, veiled.
Sure enough, Dugu Zhantian trembled as he nodded. Tan Wen Hong no longer spoke, instead putting a sly grin on his face.
They soon arrived at the training area of the Tan clan, where Captain Pang was training with his bodyguards.
Most of them were still children, but each of their attacks were filled with vigor and their eyes lit up with power.
They look a lot like veterans after decades of war.
Even Dugu Zhantian could not remain heartless at seeing such a scene. What might those ten-year-olds see to harden their eyes?
As an experienced commander, with decades of war behind him, he knew how to turn a group of new recruits into brave warriors.
But never in his wildest dreams did he expect to see this in a remote clan. The world is filled with miracles!
He was now burning to find out who the great figure behind this Tan clan was.
Unbeknownst to him, the burning spirit in the eyes of these youths was thanks to the Wraith Art they trained.
As for the children whose souls were destroyed, they lay dead, with broken bones and persecuted bodies.
What he saw were those who had returned from the brink of death, standing at the peak. How could they not be afraid!
“Marshal, our third level clan has just experienced a disaster and only a few are still alive practicing now.
You must think it's a sad sight. ” Tan Wen Hong sighed in a feigned humility.
Dugu Zhantian shook his hand, “No, no, barely. Children might not have cultivated yet, but their eyes were the eyes of the elites.
If this is only you who survived, then your main guard unit that fell must be a monster. How could such a mighty guard need to be saved?”
Tan Wen Hong blinked and smiled.
This marshal is pragmatic. I understand now why he is recognized as the God of War. He is a straight and fair man.
Tan Wen Hong nodded silently, after understanding more about the nature of the Marshal.
“Then Marshal, please show some tips.”
“Not needed! I won't dare to show you my skills that are a little in front of you! ”
Dugu Zhantian laughed, “Steward Tan Wen Hong, I just want to meet your Clan Chief.
Such a man had set up four 5th class arrays, and was still training such young warriors. I really want to meet him!”
The four people behind him were shocked.
Marshal is the God of War, with many figures who want to meet him. But now, it's the opposite. He is the one who wants to see others.
Who is guiding the Tan clan? How could the training of just a few guards be able to move the great War God Tianyu?
The four of them sighed as they turned to look at the guards again. These few little ones were indeed much stronger than their own elites, no wonder …
Tan Wen Hong's eyes flashed and grinned, “Since Marshal is so excited, please come with me. Our Clan Head is also waiting.”
Tan Wen Hong entered the biggest tent as the others rushed after him. How could they know all this was Tan Wen Hong leading them…
“The art of war is very important for the Country. It is a matter of life and death, a path to salvation or destruction.
Therefore, this is a subject of inquiry that cannot be ignored.
The art of war, then, is governed by five constant factors, which must be taken into account in one's consideration, the,
when trying to determine the conditions obtained in the field. This is: Moral Law, Heaven, Earth.”.
A bright voice read.
Dugu Zhantian's steps faltered, “That's the Art of War. Who reads?”
“Ah, I almost forgot. The young master had been training for twenty hours. He needs rest!”
Tan Wen Hong slapped his forehead and rushed in the other direction. However, he did not care about the others who followed him.
Dugu Zhantian's group followed the two.
His knees and hands were also holding the bowl, but the water surface was not disturbed.
What was placed under his butt was a shining dagger.
If his legs loosened even for a second, he would tear his new self apart. Despite the danger, he still read Art of War.
Dugu Zhantian was confused, “Steward Tan Wen Hong, he ..”
“Ha-ha-ha, the young master of the Tan clan,
Tan Yunhai!”
Tan Wen Hong chuckled, “From young to old, all of the Tan clan admired Marshal Dugu.
We all follow military doctrine. Especially the young master, who trained while studying, hoped that one day he would serve under the Marshal! ”
Dugu Zhantian blinked,
Why would this Clan Head Tan with his impressive warriors want to be below me? Everything about this clan is mysterious. What are they after?
Tan Wen Hong asked with a smile, “Marshal, will you accept our young master as a disciple?”
“Eh, of course. If the young man wants to serve his people, to enter the battlefield.”.
“Perfect!”
Tan Wen Hong's shout cut him off. He then pulled Tan Yunhai up, “Yunhai, don't just stand there, Marshal Dugu wants to take you in. Go and pour tea for her!”
“Soon!”
Tan Yunhai ran like the wind, like a bird coming out of his cage. Finally out of that fucking position. I can barely hold it!
Dugu Zhantian felt dizzy,
Wait, you're gonna make me accept it here?
“Eh, Stewardess Tan Wen Hong, the ..”
“Dugu Marshal doesn't have to say anything. My Clan Head will be very happy to know you showed such attention to the young master.
He will be grateful for his entire life. You may not know it, but this is our Clan Chief's precious dream.”.
Tan Wen Hong held the large hand of Dugu Zhantian, with tears streaming down. Dugu Zhantian wanted to refuse, but now he could not bear to do so.
Isn't that just a soldier? He's not half bad either. Perhaps he would gain some benefits in the future.
It only required one additional recruit.Taking a sigh, he nodded in the end.
Then it sounded screeches, “Marshal Dugu, is this really you?”
Tan Yunchang appeared who knew when and trembled with excitement.
Tan Wen Hong's face twitched.
Reduce that shit!
“Servant Tan Wen Hong, she ..”
“Eh, let me introduce you. She is our young miss, Tan Yunchang!” Tan Wen Hong brought him before Dugu Zhantian and explained what happened.
Tan Yunchang's eyes sparkled, leaping in excitement, completely out of his simple and virtuous character.
Tan Wen Hong's mouth twitched as he whispered, “Alright now, don't push him!”
Tan Yunchang reigned in his excitement then apologized to Dugu Zhantian, who did not seem to mind.
But the four generals were very close to Tan Yunchang. Especially the third brother, whose eyes were practically on fire.
Tan Wen Hong laughed inside.
Yes, he was no less than Diaochan. And Tan Yunchang was also a rare beauty.
Tan Wen Hong turned to Dugu Zhantian, “Dugu Marshal, receiving the young master was the greatest joy that ever graced the Tan clan. Why not make it better by being a relative?”
A relative?!
Stunned by those words, the four generals looked at Tan Yunchang blushingly.
Dugu Zhantian rubbed his beard and looked at him expectantly, “I don't know if the Clan Head will agree ..”
“Don't worry, dad will definitely agree. It was his precious wish! ” Tan Yunchang rushes to reply.
Dugu Zhantian saw his godson shyly but barely resisted. Dugu Huo was worse, like a volcano ready to explode.
Dugu Zhantian remembered how his godson had fought by his side for decades and thought it was time for them to start a family.
So he nodded, “Since the Clan Head agrees, then I happily do it!”
The four generals clenched their fists, so excited that they trembled. But who married this young lady?
Tan Wen Hong's eyes shone and showed a sly smile.
Tan Yunhai now came in with tea and saw Tan Wen Hong nodding. He knelt down as he offered the teacup to Dugu Zhantian.
Dugu Zhantian's mind was filled with the joy of marriage, taking the cup in passing.
But at that moment, Tan Yunhai's voice hit their ears, “Tan Yunhai greeted the godfather!”
Pffs!
Dugu Zhantian staggered, as he spat out the tea he had just drank …