The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 215 - Opponent or Friend
The one person who managed to survive the flames of the Fire of Eternity, Xin Chen could not catch up to him as the running enemies also grew. They were all dead by the spirits that lurked the Valley of the Gods. The war was won by them but Xin Chen did not feel this was like their victory either.
"Now they will bring more alliances, this land will be contested again ..." Xin Chen grumbled, even though only himself heard.
Lan Zhuxian held tightly onto the handle on his sword. "I'm sorry, Young Master. I'm too naive."
Xin Chen stood on the rocks, sticking his sword into the ground. Staring at the night sky that was starting to turn dark, the blind morning came and the sun would appear.
"Lan Zhuxian, come here."
"Okay, Young Master."
Xin Chen described something above ground, an outline of the Valley of the Gods. It consists of two villages and a village land that has been fenced by a high fortress. Only the two remained after the war, and one man escaped of course.
The two of them will not be able to defend this place alone, there will come a further war involving the core members of the Four Surveillance Units. Xin Chen was doubtful if he could handle it later. And by his calculations, he was certain that Lan Zhuxian would be killed in the war.
Mou Zhueyang's death was deep, Xin Chen had not expected the soldier who had sworn allegiance to him to die the day after. A death that he could not accept, Xin Chen did not want to make it in vain. This place should soon return to being the possession of the Shang Empire.
"At each of these points we need at least fifty troops to face the opponent. Front and back gates, we need five hundred troops if we don't want this land to fall into their hands."
"What time of day, Young Master?"
"If it was their main headquarters in the Qing Empire, perhaps the fastest they would return would be in seven days."
Lan Zhuxian shook his head in disbelief, gathering that many soldiers in a week's time was simply impossible. Moreover, Xin Chen was reluctant to open himself up to his identity. Relying on the name of a soldier who had survived the war led by Mou Zhueyang only gave them little hope of being heard by the Empire.
"I'll send letters to some acquaintances who might be able to help."
"No, we're going to fight over the names of the Four Surveillance Units. Not this land, rather."
Lan Zhuxian turned her gaze over, looking seriously at Xin Chen. "What does it mean Young Master?"
"Think of it yourself. If defending this land was also what use, they could come at any time the surveillance here weakened. I have to eradicate it to the roots. We're gonna take the flag of the Four Surveillance Units, that's the only way I have."
"I'm not sure, sir. We don't have a lot of troops."
Xin Chen did not reply again after that, only throwing a glance at the gloomy blind morning sky. Orange light began to appear from the east, the morning was coming.
What was even more astonishing than that war was that not a single corpse was left there. There were only splashes of blood and the traces of weapons dropped by the warriors of the Four Surveillance Units. Xin Chen intended to collect it, building a place that would later side with the Shang Empire. It's just to make it happen like it's impossible.
"Maybe if I go home and ..." Xin Chen threw away the choice. He had no face left to meet Xin Zhan.
"Young Master, maybe I can bring two people who are strong enough. East Twin. They were from the Qing Empire who moved here. I'm sure, if we say what we mean they'll join. The rest, let's see if they have any other connections that can be worked with."
Xin Chen got up from his seat, "We see what we can do ..." Then Xin Chen looked at Lan Zhuxian. "Gather as much as you can. We'll meet here in seven days. And remember-"
"Don't use your name for anything." Lan Zhuxian frowned. "But where is Young Master going?"
"Finding strong forces, seven days is a fast time. I'm afraid 500 people aren't being chased. But ... Not only about numbers, we have to find a force that is great enough to fortify this place."
"Well, understand, Young Master."
"Spread the news about this war, or make some sort of recruitment. I'm sure the people you know can help you."
"Give it to me, Young Master."
Xin Chen headed for the stables and rode on one of them, a horse decorated by various accessories. Most likely it belonged to the person who had a position in the Four Surveillance Units. After making sure there was no one in the entire corner, Xin Chen let out his strength. Spirit energy ruled over the Valley of the Gods, making the land filled with a thick black fog.
"Take this place while I'm not around."
Lan Zhuxian stood awkwardly in his place, starting to think about going to the place the last time he met the two people nicknamed the East Twins. They are both just travelers who often move places, trying to find them will only take a long time. And he didn't even know where to send the letter.
The pitch-black fog around him made Lan Zhuxian afraid. He was trying to adapt to this power. And started to be frightened to follow Xin Chen's footsteps.
"A street full of blood, yes ...."
His murmur came to a halt as from behind the puff of smoke appeared a dark shadow. Lan Zhuxian retreated and pulled the sword hilt. Afraid that those standing in front of him were the rest of the Four Surveillance Units or those who had just been summoned as reinforcements.
Xin Chen was already non-existent, Lan Zhuxian's worries increased when he realized not only one person was approaching him.
"Sooner or later you'll take people's lives."
Those words were stirred in his head. Lan Zhuxian whipped out a sword, wielding it at the two hidden people.
"Who are you?"
"versus?" Sahut someone from there, a little snobbish laugh. Lan Zhuxian only heard the faintness of her voice that was getting closer. They stopped walking. So did the sound of their footsteps.
"Or maybe a friend?" Another one said, now the voice of the woman is clearly heard. Lan Zhuxian gasped.