Peace Order

Chapter 1881: Chapter 9: Contending Heroes, Rising Dragons and Serpents

Jiang Cai nodded, but there was a sense of melancholy in her eyes.

Is this what you have been hoping for?

Grandmaster.

She settled into a quietness, watching from afar, not knowing what to do, while the City Gate Guard, who finally did not resort to burying the populace alive, also gazed into the distance. After their successful strategy, they were supposed to be relaxed.

But perhaps it was the years of repression, or perhaps that success finally made their spirits relax for a moment, causing their reactions to become sluggish and slow.

Or perhaps it was because they finally felt a sense of helplessness.

Even the renowned garrison commander of the capital, the leading figure of the Zongheng School, seemed like a fallen leaf in the torrents of this world during these times, just a pawn on the chessboard, a mere drifting spindrift, following the currents.

Destiny is not in one’s control, nor is one’s own body.

For the moment, even though it was a victory.

There was only a sense of desolation and distraction.

Just thinking, is this what you desired, Grandmaster.

Jiang Cai did not know, after she asked that day and left without an answer, that the military god, standing like a solitary peak, merely gazed into the distance, like an emotionless and tearless mechanism.

It was only much later, he muttered to himself:

"If it doesn’t succeed..."

Jiang Su looked at the world before him and said: "If that’s the case, there is no hope for victory for Daying either. If you cannot triumph overwhelmingly, then Yuwen Lie will act, he will take the Crown Prince away, concealing his name, and I..."

Jiang Su reached out, grasping the Divine Gun Silence beside him. The Weapon, among the foremost of the world’s Divine Weapons, let out a low hum as Jiang Su’s gaze remained calm: "I will take the last army of Daying and enter the heartland of Qin Country, emulating the actions of the Divine Martial King."

"If one cannot achieve a great victory, then one should not live miserably in the world. Instead, before departing, we shall have a grand intoxication with this world!"

"How could men like you and I grovel and die like this."

"The grandeur of men, is it only Chen Fubi who possesses such aspirations?"

He drew the Divine Gun Silence, shaking it casually, the spear’s edge vibrating with a low hum, majestic and murderous. The spear’s edge carried a chill, and he walked forward with calm composure, waiting for the day of the gentleman’s transformation.

If it’s possible, Daying still has a chance for that surging battle.

If not, then Grandmaster Jiang Su will be completely ’liberated.’

The Grandmaster who no longer cares about anything, with no worries or concerns will die, and on the ’remains’ of the unscrupulous Grandmaster of Daying, the military god will reemerge, leading the last elite of Ying Country, causing upheaval throughout the world, regardless of the so-called unification.

He is the last hero of the previous era.

Our era, our grand ambitions, our aspirations, were also once vast and majestic, once proud and unyielding, no less than Emperor Qin, and even if such aspirations are about to be extinguished, it should not end this way.

It should not be that after all the power is exhausted, it just disappears so quietly.

Shouldn’t our death shake the world!

"With this body, I will ride the last battlefield of this chaotic world."

"With this body, I will shatter the dream of all heroes."

"Jiang Wanxiang, I will fight until the blood boils, until this life burns like wild grass to ashes, turning to white ash scattered across this chaotic world."

Holding his spear, the Grandmaster of Ying Country slowly advanced, his cloak billowing, his gaze broad and calm yet carrying a certain grandeur: "Perhaps there is nothing more suitable for the beginning of a Taiping world than the unreserved battlefield and struggle of a military god of my generation."

"If men like us do not become legends sung by posterity."

"We will surely become the most brutal enemies."

Unsure if it is fortunate or unfortunate.

The gentleman’s transformation, Jiang Gao slew Jiang Yuan with the blood of his kin, completing the coronation of an emperor, and the cold Jiang Su looking down on the world, walked back to the position of Grandmaster, not turning into an uncompromising, no-turning-back, desperate military god.

Jiang Gao ascended to the imperial throne, then immediately changed and reversed the actions of Jiang Yuan, issuing an edict of self-reproach, announcing to the world, still dispatching a certain amount of troops to the front to suppress those ’rebels,’ only ordering to find ways to draw these people back to the fields.

...

Empress He Ruo sat alone inside the palace.

Her palms were somewhat cold as she sat quietly there, the years of her life as Empress had left her steps faltering, as if floating in a dream. The Emperor Your Majesty treated her exceedingly well, beyond that of any ordinary concubines.

She was initially calm.

He Ruoqinhu loved this little daughter dearly, whether it was martial arts, literacy, he sought the best teachers, hunting, horsemanship, spear techniques, all were personally taught by He Ruoqinhu. When she first started, Empress He Ruo was very aware that the Emperor’s kindness towards her came with interests attached.

The Emperor was not kind to her.

The Emperor was kind to He Ruoqinhu behind her.

But humans tend to have wishful thinking, humans also deceive themselves.

Throughout these years of living, the once military daughter slowly succumbed, she deceived herself, also telling herself that one sentence —

She is different.

Especially when they went on a southern tour, the level of the Empress’s boat was only slightly smaller than the Emperor’s, all the remaining etiquette and protocols were the same, Jiang Yuan at that time holding her hand, said that the two of them, as husband and wife, should be like the late Emperor and Empress, deep in love.

"You are different, Empress."

The Emperor’s smile was gentle: "What I have, is half yours."

Thus, she fell into a beautiful dream.

Thus, her beautiful dream was pierced by Jiang Gao with that one sword.