xymnovel Chapter 941 Gu Wu's Shock
Chapter 941 Gu Wu's Shock
Gu Wu had the privilege of witnessing the magnificence of Nangong Tianxia, the number one war god of the Great Qian Dynasty. It was a breathtaking aura, a being who could intimidate thousands of troops with just his aura, as if all living beings in the world would tremble before him.
But at this moment, the aura emanating from Kong Xuan gave him a vague sense of what he felt when he faced Nangong Tianxia back then. This shock made Gu Wu's expression instantly become extremely solemn, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
As for Xuanwu, who was also silently following behind Su Ye, trying his best to minimize his presence and act as an invisible person, although he was also a strong person, he deliberately restrained his aura as Su Ye's personal bodyguard.
Therefore, with Xuanwu, a top-tier war god at level 109, deliberately concealing his strength, Gu Wu could not sense Xuanwu's specific strength at all, and could only vaguely sense that Xuanwu might be a little stronger than himself.
After all, if Xuanwu didn't want to reveal his strength, just looking at his physique, Xu Chu, who was burly and imposing, was clearly more intimidating than Xuanwu.
However, Gu Wu had already investigated Xu Chu and found that he was at the level of a divine general, which was enough for him to serve as a guard general, but Gu Wu did not take him seriously.
Meanwhile, after exchanging pleasantries, Su Ye and Gu Changqing smiled at each other. Gu Changqing then politely took his leave, citing the need for the army to reorganize, and led his personal guards back to the army.
Gu Wu followed closely behind, his thoughts churning like turbulent waves, unable to find peace.
Upon returning to the front of their own army, Gu Wu eagerly grabbed Gu Changqing's sleeve, his expression tense.
"Father, have you noticed the scholar-like man beside the Duke of Zhenguo?"
Gu Wu's voice trembled slightly, clearly Kong Xuan had left a very deep impression on him.
Upon hearing this, Gu Changqing frowned slightly, recalling the scene just now. The scholar-like figure was indeed eye-catching, but at the time, his attention was more focused on Su Ye and Zhu Que, and he did not pay much attention to Kong Xuan.
"Oh? You mean that seemingly refined young man? I've noticed him. Is there anything special about him?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Changqing frowned slightly, glanced back at Kong Xuan who was gradually walking away, and had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.
"Father, that man gave me an extremely terrifying feeling. His aura was as deep and unfathomable as the sea. I have only ever felt a similar aura from General Nangong Tianxia."
"That kind of oppressive aura is something no ordinary martial artist could possess. I dare say, this person's strength is definitely no less than General Nangong's!"
Gu Wu took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart, and slowly said.
Upon hearing this, Gu Changqing's expression gradually became serious. He knew that Gu Wu would not speak without reason, and the person who could elicit such a high evaluation from him was definitely not an ordinary war god-level expert.
"It seems that this Duke Zhenguo has truly become a force to be reckoned with. Now, he has a multitude of strategists and fierce generals under his command, making him far superior to ordinary feudal lords."
Gu Changqing sighed softly, a hint of amazement in his heart, but also a touch of worry.
Gu Wu nodded in agreement, secretly sighing to himself.
He still remembered that a few years ago, Su Ye was just a local warlord in Cangzhou. In order to gain a foothold, he even needed to form a marriage alliance with the imperial court to obtain a righteous reputation.
Now, this Duke of Zhenguo is able to easily mobilize an army of 100,000 even when fighting in multiple places, and his subordinates have gathered the best talents in the world. His strength is so great that the Great Qian Dynasty can no longer easily control him.
"Then, Father, what should we do?"
"Although this Duke of Zhenguo came here to support Qiandu, the fact that he has gathered so many experts around him makes his true intentions hard to fathom."
Gu Wu's tone revealed a hint of anxiety. Now that the Great Qian Dynasty has fallen to such a state, one wrong step could lead to utter ruin.
"Wu'er, there's no need to worry too much. Although the Duke of Zhenguo is ambitious, he must have extraordinary abilities to rise to prominence in this chaotic world."
"In my opinion, this man is a man of great talent and ambition, possessing both the ambition to conquer the world and the magnanimity to embrace all things. If used properly, the forces under his command are indeed a powerful weapon against the Yellow Turban Rebellion; but if used improperly, they may become a major threat to the Great Qian Dynasty."
"But at least, in the current situation, our common enemy is the Yellow Turban Army, those rebels who intend to overthrow the Great Qian Dynasty. The Duke of Zhenguo's strength is a valuable ally for us."
Gu Changqing pondered for a moment, his gaze deep, and slowly looked into the distance.
"As for his subordinates, including Kong Xuan, we just need to remain vigilant. The Great Qian Dynasty is in turmoil, and what we need are more allies, not unnecessary suspicion."
Gu Changqing sighed softly, somewhat helplessly.
Gu Wu nodded without saying anything more, and the anxiety in his heart dissipated a little.
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At the same time, just as the armies under Gu Changqing and Su Ye joined forces, like two surging torrents converging into the sea, and headed mightily towards Qiandu.
The ancient imperial city of Qiandu is now facing an unprecedented crisis.
Dark clouds filled the sky, and the once peaceful fields and villages outside the city of Fangqian were now replaced by a suffocating atmosphere of oppression.
In the distance, a series of deafening marching sounds rolled in like thunder, causing the earth to tremble slightly.
Hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, like a yellow tidal wave, swept across every inch of land and headed straight for Qiandu.
Countless tan flags stood like a forest, fluttering in the gale. A brownish-yellow torrent spread across the wilderness, like a boundless ocean, surging and unstoppable.
The hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers stood in orderly formation. Although they were dressed in coarse cloth and looked exhausted, their eyes still shone with a fanatical fighting spirit.
Meng Zhang, who was in the lead, rode a tall horse, squinting his eyes and coldly staring at the towering city walls of Qiandu in front of him.
This city is the last obstacle on the Yellow Turban Army's road to rise. Once Qiandu is captured, the destruction of the Great Qian Dynasty will be just around the corner!
Meng Zhang took a deep breath, feeling the faint sense of weight emanating from Qiandu City. This was the foundation of the Great Qian Dynasty over hundreds of years, a solid fortress built by countless heroes with their blood and lives.
But at this moment, in his eyes, it was nothing more than a sandcastle about to be submerged by the torrent of history.
"Pass down the order: set up camp for the time being!"
Meng Zhang waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice. Following his order, hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers quickly set up camp in a field outside Qiandu City. Tents stood like a forest, and wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys.
The Yellow Turban army's camps stretched endlessly, resembling a small city, tightly surrounding Qiandu. Under Meng Zhang's command, the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers formed an impeccable formation, their auras intertwined, their fighting spirit aligned.
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