Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 1008

Suzaku has gone on a long journey, saying he's going to eat the so-called Japanese Emperor Hirohito, and incidentally eat all the militarists who have escaped back to Japan to avoid punishment.

Bai Lang said well done. If he had the ability to cross the sea, he would have gone too—like Zhu Que and Jin Tao, he never believed that these die-hard militarists could be reformed.

Both of them were actually General Duanmu, and they both believed in the saying, "One generation of scoundrels is too lazy to talk or listen."

Having experienced so many worlds, Bai Lang naturally believes that the rotten orange theory is correct—perhaps there are a few exceptions, but it is correct in a general sense; old habits die hard.

“Our ancestors said it long ago, and what they said is usually right.” Bai Lang didn’t plan to stay here any longer. He planned to head north along the way. Zhuque would go to Liaodong, while Baihu would go northwest into Inner Mongolia, and then head to Mongolia to settle down in the Russian Far East.

"Performance art? Cannibalism? Garlic Bird, as one of the four extremities, treats all animals equally. It merely ate some animals belonging to the superorder Eukaryota, suborder Animalia, suborder Metazoa, superphylum Chordata, subphylum Vertebrata, superclass Amniotea, class Mammalia, subclass Eutheria, order Primates, suborder Hominoidea, suborder Apeia, suborder Apeia, superfamily Hominidae, subfamily Homininae, tribe Homin, genus Homo, species Homo sapiens."

Bai Lang himself can no longer be considered a Homo sapiens. Perhaps he was before, but he definitely isn't now.

It should now be the only remaining genus and species in the saber-toothed cat subfamily. It might even be called the Chinese saber-toothed cat.

So these two are just being willful and unreasonable; they're not human.

Suzaku might have a brief chance to regain his divine power in this world, but Bai Lang doesn't even need to think about it. He can only wait for time to pass, and who knows, he might have to wait until the reform and opening up, or even the new century.

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do about it. It's just that the four extremes always try to sabotage each other whenever they show any signs of getting close. If Azure Dragon had come too, that guy would definitely have been in trouble as well," Bai Lang lamented as he ran through the mountains.

He had never seen the Azure Dragon before, but after becoming the White Tiger and the Vermilion Bird appeared, Bai Lang's senses improved considerably. He could vaguely sense that the Azure Dragon was not a traditional dragon.

It can't even be considered a "dragon," neither the long, divine dragon of China nor the two-legged flying dragon of the West, nor even the five-colored true dragon—otherwise, the Claudius he had once met would have been a "Azure Dragon," whose power far surpassed the so-called Four Heavenly Poles.

However, this one truly comes from a world where "dragons" exist, and is a very orthodox long, divine dragon.
In short, Bai Lang wasn't quite clear on the specifics and didn't know if he would encounter it in the future. He figured it was better not to, since the alignment of the four poles wasn't very good.

"If we come here, I hope we all turn into beasts like us." Bai Lang tried to find humor in his misery, climbing mountains and valleys on an empty stomach.

These days, natural disasters are common. Natural conditions are not good, and the damage to soil, water, and vegetation is quite severe. There are very few animals along the way, and the ecosystem is in a very tense balance.

Bai Lang could only squeeze out his potential and try to capture the herders' livestock to fill his stomach once he reached the grasslands.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger. At this time, whenever the wind blows, it will stir up sand and dust, and the white waves will mix in the sand and dust to try to attack settlements and capture livestock.

"Luckily, I have relatively long and narrow eyes, so it's not easy for sand and dust to get into them. My nostrils can also close slightly. Speaking of which, is this shape formed in this kind of awful weather? Could I be some kind of desert saber-toothed tiger?" Bai Lang's dilemma didn't stop him from bursting open the door, dragging out a horse, and taking it away.

His departure was only confirmed a week later—light reconnaissance aircraft were indeed dispatched to patrol the mountain, and the man-eating monster never appeared again, nor did the strange bird.

The movements of the strange bird are relatively well-known; it went to Liaodong and crossed the river. This is because the Vermilion Bird doesn't fly very high and is large enough to be easily spotted. As for the movements of the strange beast, that can only be speculated upon. Some people are unwilling to give up—because there are only two examples in the world of birds and beasts that are invulnerable to weapons, and perhaps they can discover something through research?
The birds don't seem to be resident birds, so they can't be said to be entirely unique to the Dragon Kingdom. But that man-eating beast can definitely be considered a unique wild animal, like the giant panda.

Unfortunately, there are no photos, only sketches based on eyewitness descriptions and a few footprints. Not even a hair was left behind, otherwise it would prove that such a saber-toothed tiger did exist.

Yes, experts have concluded that it was a saber-toothed tiger, the kind of tiger whose fossils have not yet been found.

Even as he moved, Bai Lang could sense the power emanating from the southwest. "Let me think... how many battles have I fought? It's a pity the one-against-seventeen battle is over. Next is San'er, and finally, it's Monkey."

Bai Lang estimated how much of his divine power he could recover, "It depends on how much San'er can give me in this battle before we can estimate it."

"If we were to tie ourselves to the great nation of America, we could probably recover our energy and run away very quickly—sigh, the country is still too peace-loving." Bai Lang sighed repeatedly, even pausing his eating of horse meat for a moment.

At this point, they had already prepared for a counterattack against San'er and were just waiting for the right opportunity.

Before Bai Lang appeared a vast, reflective lake. This was Hulun Lake. At that moment, he felt the power surging into the void.

The counterattack against the mistress has begun.

The third son was extremely arrogant and launched an attack on the border defense of the Dragon Kingdom. He was countered and infiltrated on the same day, and the two-pronged breakthrough and annihilation of the eastern section began.

The western section began clearing out San'er's strongholds. While Bailang was drinking the water of Hulun Lake, the counterattack had already surrounded San'er's main force on the second day, leaving them paralyzed on the highway and unable to move.

As Bai Lang stole cattle and horses along the shore of Hulun Lake and headed north, the San'er in the eastern section had been completely wiped out. Unlike the world Bai Lang lived in, this time no one escaped, and the only one captured was a division commander.

The western section marched along the mountain roads and wiped out all of San'er's strongholds. San'er even lost the city in a panic. A single squad easily entered and took control of the entire city.

By the time Bai Lang had left Hulun Lake behind, two rounds of negotiations had already taken place, and San'er had once again gathered the entire country's army and sent them to the front lines. The second battle had already ended.

The third country suffered a crushing defeat and simultaneously sought aid from both Russia and the United States, requesting military assistance—because they had lost all of their national mobile forces, with over 20,000 men captured by their northern neighbor.

This is quite serious. The logistics of the Dragon Kingdom may not be able to support so many prisoners of war, and if this continues, the number of prisoners of war may even increase further.

Fortunately, just as Bai Lang reached the border, the war ended after only nine days. The casualties were disproportionate; the three kingdoms had almost lost all their troops, causing them to lose the initiative in Kashmir and allowing Pakistan to seize most of the territory.

Bai Lang also experienced the energy that had stopped growing. "Damn it, at this rate, it will definitely have to wait until at least the reform and opening up. Hopefully, the counterattack against the monkeys will provide more energy."

(End of this chapter)