Chapter 129 - The Gathering Of The Iron Troops
It was in front of the Palace of Hua-Yang.
The 16 generals who worked as greeters saluted at the same time and shouted in chorus, “Thank you, General Ye! Thank you, the northern army! Thank you, brothers! Please come in!”
The five generals of the northern army stepped forward with big strides towards the 16 greeting generals. Both side reached their hands to gently bump on each others’ fists. They were all expressionless though.
And then the five general passed through the 16 generals and stood behind them. They joined the greeting team to greet the incoming guests together.
The fifty soldiers who had been following the five generals lined up in two lines. - Shoo! - They marched to the location beside the greeting soldiers of the Palace of Hua-Yang.
So, there were 55 five men joining the initial greeting team.
They neatly stood side by side, and it looked so orderly and harmonious as if what they were doing was the most natural thing in the world.
From the east, there came a continuous sound of orderly footsteps once again.
There was also a troop marching over with the flag raised high.
“The Eastern General’s troop…”
And then the sound of footstep sounded from the west.
“The Western General…”
There was no one coming from the south though.
The main general in the south was the Northern General, General Lan. He was leading his army in the south fighting the battle.
All these men who came today were all warriors who had been through hundreds of battlefields.
However, no one had ever seen them in the capital.
In the peaceful city, among the feasting and revelries, these warriors who would rather bleed than weep had long been forgotten.
The most meritorious man with the highest glory was even less well-known than the hottest prostitute of a big brothel.
They had been devoting themselves, staying and waiting in the city silently.
When there was a battle that requires them to fight… When it suddenly needed people to fight, they were like divine troops from the heavens coming from everywhere to gather together here.
They were still full of men’s vigor. Their blood was still burning.
They only showed their fierceness to the enemies.
They had never shown their spirit of ‘I will bite away some flesh from you even if I am going to die’.
Only at this moment, when they were preparing for a battle, would their extraordinary vigor would be seen.
When they walked on the street as simple civilians, even when sometimes they got mocked and teased, they just bore it silently. They had been bearing it all till this moment. When they revealed their arms, they could shake the whole world.
Now, it seemed that everybody who was supposed to be here had arrived.
When they were all going to enter the palace, all of a sudden, a voice shouted from the south, which supposed to be nobody, “The Southern General’s troop is here to congratulate Prince Hua-Yang. We wish you the glory of victory!”
The voice was from a guy who had used up all his strength shouting.
The voice became hoarse like someone had cut the guy’s throat. People who heard it shared the same feeling.
They looked to the direction where the voice had come from.
They saw a small man wearing a suit of armor with a broadsword in his hand walking over with big strides.
The guy was serious and careful.
His face turned red, and in his eyes, a surging passion was just about to be ignited.
All the generals widely opened their eyes at the same time staring at this guy. In their eyes, they were filled with admirations.
The guy who was coming over was the guy no one would ever expect to come today. No one had even thought that he would actually come today.
Even if the king of the Kingdom of Chen, Chen Xuan-Tian, came and wanted to go with the army to attend the fight, it wouldn’t be more shocking than the presence of this guy today.
Because in everyone’s mind, this guy was nothing but a foppish young lord who had absolutely nothing to do with the military.
Who was this guy?
It was…
Lan Lang-Lang.
The son of the Southern General.
The Southern General’s men were all in the south. He was here alone representing the southern army.
Although there was only one man from the southern army, as the son of the Southern General, he made up for everything.
At the moment, the vigorous figure of a man who had no fear to the threats of swords and spears had instantly made all the iron men forget about the ironic title ‘lord in the town’.
No one had thought that Lan Lang-Lang would come. As the impossibility became reality, people could only think of one phrase.
The tiger would never beget a dog [1].
They seemed to have truly discovered Lan Lang-Lang, the only son of the Southern General.
“Bravo!”
“The Southern General truly has a tiger son! He truly has guts!”
Some generals with brawny faces shouted at him.
Lan Lang-Lang was angry and shouted loudly, “You are all talking bullshit! I can prove my guts!”
The generals laughed wildly. They didn’t take it seriously and they just shouted, “Look at you, stepping over bit by bit. You truly haven’t disgraced your father’s honor. We are talking bullshit indeed. Come in for some drinks!”
Lan Lang-Lang was fearless. He raised his head and thrusted his chest forward, and then walked into the palace with big strides.
Although something unexpected happened, it was a pleasant thing. The generals felt relaxed and then followed him in.
These had been all the people that these generals felt worthy to greet. They were like brothers.
There would be some princes, officers, even the envoy of the king coming later. However, the generals would never wait and greet these people.
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