Chapter 1302 – Attack on Huang Song, Unification of Dongqing (Part 44)
Ta Xue’s eyes flashed with a mix of shock, but being in a dark room, Qi Guanrang outside couldn’t see her expression.
“She’s a monster who has taken possession of a host, aren’t you afraid?”
In terms of eloquence, Ta Xue was no match for Qi Guanrang; she decided not to humiliate herself and sought another method.
“Regardless of whether she’s a monster or not, why should I question my lord based on the one-sided words of a discarded maidservant?” Qi Guanrang asked bluntly. “To my lord, I’m a close friend; what do you amount to? Just a discarded servant.”
One side was the lord, the other a maidservant who had betrayed her. Even a fool would know how to choose.
Ta Xue clenched her fists, Qi Guanrang’s reaction hit her like a heavy blow.
“Even if, for the sake of argument, she is a monster, so what?” Qi Guanrang retorted coldly. “That only proves that human beings are more heartless than monsters.”
What is war?
War is extreme violence instigated by individuals or groups for their own利益, reshuffling and redistributing resources through conflict.
Isn’t it ultimately driven by greed and desire?
Having known Jiang Pengji for almost ten years, Qi Guanrang had never seen her promote her own interests. Instead, she had always been giving.
If all monsters in the world were like this, would there still be war?
The world would have long turned into a paradise!
Qi Guanrang added, “Compared to my lord, don’t you think you and the person behind you resemble a calamity that disrupts the world more?”
Stung by his words, Ta Xue snapped back angrily.
“You fool! The one I believe in is the true savior of this world!”
“The ‘god’ you speak of is lurking in the shadows, scheming against my lord without daring to show his face? If he’s truly a god, why doesn’t he use divine powers to bring down generous rain and gather followers? Does even a god need to hide? My lord has never concealed her identity. If she were really a monster, then why hasn’t a powerful figure come forward to subdue her? Isn’t it their duty to eliminate monsters and evil? In comparison, who is more unsightly in the light, and who truly is the wretched being? It’s clear as day!”
Ta Xue was at a loss for words, unable to explain Qi Guanrang’s relentless questioning.
Could she really say Jiang Pengji was such a powerful monster that the “god” had to avoid her brilliance and secretly persuade innocent people not to be deceived by her?
With Ta Xue silent, Qi Guanrang couldn’t help but laugh. “Do you know what you’re doing? If that map of terrain you have falls into Feng Jue’s hands, the tranquil and prosperous Wanzhou after six or seven years will be obliterated, trampled under iron hooves. No matter how disciplined Huang Song’s troops are, can they guarantee not to disturb the people or harm anyone? You all claim to be gods, but what you do is no different from demons!”
Trying to sway Qi Guanrang was clearly a foolish act, as he saw through it clearer than anyone.
“You mortals have no idea of divine intent. For future peace, sacrificing a few mortals is nothing to worry about! In contrast, you foolish beings are nurtured by a monster’s small favors—truly absurd.” Ta Xue sneered with a hint of madness in her voice. “Just wait, a monster is still a monster. One day, you will regret your words today—I’ll be waiting!”
Qi Guanrang waved his sleeve and departed, dispatching more personnel to keep an eye on Ta Xue, advising the guards not to heed her mad ramblings.
While he could resist Ta Xue’s persuasion, it didn’t mean the average guard could remain immune.
That woman was somewhat sinister.
After returning, Qi Guanrang immediately wrote a lengthy letter to Jiang Pengji, detailing everything about Ta Xue.
Jiang Pengji was unaware of the events unfolding behind her; the first thing she learned was about Meng Heng and the others’ “feats” of burning down vast rice fields!
When she received this news, Jiang Pengji was engaged in battle near Hujun against Huang Song’s troops.
As she expected, Huang Song’s army employed diversion tactics—outmaneuvering and obstructing her forces without ever clashing head-on.
Thus, for two to three days, Jiang Pengji made little progress, watching as the San Mountain Gorge was on the brink of falling—
She was extremely agitated, with the most evident manifestation being that every enemy she captured ended up without a complete corpse, causing even Yang Si to hesitate in front of her. If it weren’t for Wei Ci remembering to provide her with a little private meal daily, Jiang Pengji might have suffocated from her own anger!
They treaded carefully, not daring to provoke her, but the idle viewers in the livestream had no such concerns—they said what they wanted and complained freely.
Not only did they not hold back, but they also repeatedly referenced the situation in the comments.
【Listening to the Wind and Eating Ice Cream】: So frustrating! It feels like being pressed down on the ground by a game, even watching a livestream makes me feel so stifled.
Jiang Pengji hurried to save the San Mountain Gorge; time was of the essence, yet the enemy’s harassment only delayed her, which was incredibly annoying.
It was akin to trying to rescue a teammate in a game but being slowed and immobilized by various debuffs from enemies!
【Reset Reset】: Guessing the game and profession by ID, I feel sorry for the previous commenter.
【The Stronger the Beggar】: I can relate! The more I watch, the more anxious I become! I’ve had the urge countless times to stuff the Maserati in my garage into the livestream, pushing the anchor to drive it straight to the San Mountain Gorge. With just two human legs and four horse legs, while being continuously harassed by enemies, by the time the anchor arrives, Meng Heng and the others’ bones would have rotted away, releasing the smell of decomposition!
【Fitness Buff】: Double-tap 666, the commenter above has a great wealth show-off!
【Pengji, Marry Me】: Just a heavy reminder, can the Maserati’s undercarriage handle this kind of terrain?
With 850,000 idle viewers gathered together, it was unrealistic to expect them not to go off-topic, and discussions often strayed far into the unknown.
Seeing that made Jiang Pengji so frustrated that she simply closed the livestream comments to maintain her peace of mind.
At that moment, a message, not particularly good but also not bad, came through.
A fire had broken out near the San Mountain Gorge, spreading quickly and destroying countless fields.
“The fields have been burned?” Jiang Pengji was taken aback. “How much was burned?”
The scout reported, “It is said that the fire has been burning for three days and three nights without being quelled, the losses are incalculable.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Pengji knew right away that this fire was man-made, set intentionally by Meng Heng and the others.
Yang Si, seemingly mumbling, was actually trying to excuse Meng Heng and the others. “If they can’t protect their grain, they shouldn’t give it to Huang Song either; it’s a last resort. If Huang Song obtains the fields, he wouldn’t have to worry about next year’s military provisions during the autumn harvest two months later.”
Huang Song had his sights set on Hujun as a second key target, all for its grain!
Just as they were on the verge of breaking through the San Mountain Gorge, Meng Heng and the others pulled this stunt. Yang Si was torn between sorrow for the grain and sympathy for Huang Song.
First, Yuan Xin was tricked into losing over a million stones of rice by Hua Yuan, and then Meng Heng ruthlessly burned down vast rice fields—what a streak of bad luck!
Huang Song: “…”
Such heart-wrenching pain!!!
