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Chapter 1420 Zhu Shuang and the Ferocious Beast in Collusion
Inside the tent, candlelight blazed brightly. Qiongqi lay half-reclined on a wooden couch covered with thick bedding, his chest wrapped in layers of hemp bandages, blood seeping through – the very "masterpiece" of Shen Ni's kick.

His face was ashen, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth, but he still held the skull-shaped wine jug in one hand and gulped down cheap liquor, grimacing in pain but refusing to let go.

Standing beside the couch was a tall, thin man with a sallow complexion, narrow, snake-like eyes, and long, black nails that seemed to be embedded with dark red bloodstains. He was Gu Diao, one of the protectors of the Taiping Cult, along with Qiongqi.

When this protector of the Taiping Sect reached a cooperation agreement with Zhu Yuanzhang and temporarily served under Zhu Yuanzhang, he and Zhu Shuang became kindred spirits and often acted together.

"Qiongqi, you deserve it! You dare to ignore the words of the Divine Protector? Do you really think you're invincible just because you're a war god?"

At this moment, Gu Diao was toying with a bloody finger bone in his hand, which he had just chopped off from a "disobedient" surrendered soldier this morning, and a sinister smile was on his face.

"Bullshit! Those soldiers are a bunch of useless trash. They can't win battles and they waste supplies. What's wrong with me teaching them a lesson?"

"If it weren't for the Great Protector's ruthlessness, I would have already gone to Green Stone Valley and chopped off Qin Niu's head. Why would I be here drinking alone like this!"

Qiongqi spat out a mouthful of wine, which splashed onto the carpet.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shuang, who was sitting in the main seat, sneered. He was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with a tiger pattern, with a jade pendant hanging at his waist and a gem-encrusted dagger in his hand, completely unaware that he was in a military camp.

"Alright, you two are both fierce generals whom our father relies on. Why argue over such a trivial matter?"

"Besides, disciplining good-for-nothings is something Brother Gu Diao and I are best at; it's much more fun than disciplining soldiers."

His tone was flippant, and his gaze swept over Qiongqi's wounds without any concern.

“Your Highness is right! There were a few tough guys who were buried in the snow and frozen for three days before they finally died. Their dying cries were the most beautiful music in the world.”

"And some surrendered soldiers had their tongues cut out and tied to trees to feed the crows. Watching them struggle was incredibly satisfying!"

The Gu Diao immediately echoed this.

The two talked animatedly, completely ignoring these inhumane atrocities, and instead taking pleasure in them.

Zhu Yuanzhang had repeatedly rebuked Zhu Shuang for being "ignorant of human affairs and as stupid as a beast," but Zhu Shuang paid no heed. Instead, he became even more ruthless, colluding with Gu Diao, who shared his temperament, and committing countless crimes in the Wuzhou area.

Just then, a violent commotion suddenly came from the center of the camp, followed by deafening shouts of battle, the clash of weapons, and the red light of the beacon towers, which dyed half of the night sky blood red.

"Young Commander! Protector! Something terrible has happened! There's been a night raid on the camp! Fighting has broken out in the central army!"

The guards outside the tent rushed in in a panic.

Zhu Shuang's smile froze instantly, and the dagger in her hand almost fell to the ground. She subconsciously shrank back, and a fierce glint flashed in Gu Diao's eyes, but she did not act immediately. She just squinted and listened to the commotion outside.

On the contrary, Qiongqi on the bed seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. His originally listless spirit instantly became invigorated. He was already full of anger. The beating from Shen Ni, the pain from his injuries, and the frustration of not being able to make the first contribution all turned into ferocity.

Upon hearing that someone was attacking the camp, he immediately slapped the edge of the bed, ignoring the excruciating pain in his chest, and limped to his feet. He grabbed the "Hell-Splitting Fang Halberd" leaning against the bed, the barbs on the blade reflecting a cold light that sent chills down one's spine.

"Which blind bastard dares to mess with me!" Qiongqi cursed angrily, his blue-faced, fanged face contorted with rage.

"Perfect timing! I've been looking for a way to vent my frustrations. Today, I'll use your dog heads to give my Rift Fang Halberd a taste of meat!"

He completely forgot about his chest injury and the lesson he had learned from being beaten half to death by Shen Ni. All he could think about was showing off his bravery in front of Zhu Shuang so that this second son of Zhu Yuanzhang would speak well of him to Zhu Yuanzhang and perhaps even receive a generous reward.

After all, Zhu Shuang was Zhu Yuanzhang's second son. If he could attach himself to this powerful figure, his status in the Taiping Rebellion and the Yellow Turban Rebellion would surely rise to a higher level.

"Brother Qiongqi, be careful!"

Gu Diao called out from behind, his tone not showing much concern but more of a desire to watch the show. He understood Qiongqi's nature and was too lazy to stop him. Anyway, if anything really happened, Shen Ni would take care of it.

"Very well! Then I'd like to see how General Qiongqi displays his divine might and cuts these rebels down from their horses!"

Zhu Shuang composed himself, his inherent playboy nature resurfacing, and waved his hand.

Upon hearing this, Qiongqi became even more smug, grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth, and rushed out after lifting the tent flap.

A cold wind blew in from outside the tent, causing excruciating pain in his chest wound, but this only made him more agitated. Black qi began to surge around him, rushing wildly towards the direction where the shouts of battle were the loudest.

Meanwhile, within the central army camp, flames soared into the sky, and shouts of battle, screams, and the clash of weapons mingled together in complete chaos. The White Tiger Cavalry, like a sharp dagger, charged through the Yellow Turban army's ranks, unstoppable wherever they went.

But Xu Da was, after all, the "First Commander of the Yellow Turban Rebellion" who had fought countless battles. Even though he was caught off guard by Wu Qi's feint attack, he did not panic at all.

He had already left the central command tent and climbed the watchtower in the camp, holding the command flag in his hand, his eyes sharp as an eagle, sweeping across the chaotic battlefield.

Although the Zuoye Army's main camp was breached, its supplies were damaged, and its morale plummeted, he quickly regained his composure and began to systematically deploy the troops.

"Pass on my order! Buglers, sound the assembly call! Left and right sentry troops, immediately tighten your defensive lines and use the Three Talents Formation to protect the central army core and the remaining supply depot!"

Xu Da's voice, carried across the battlefield by the messenger's shouts.

"Infantry, form a shield line! Archers, advance and block the White Tiger Cavalry's charge! Cavalry, split into two groups, flank them from the left and right, and cut off their retreat!"

Military orders are absolute. As the main force and elite force under Zhu Yuanzhang, the Five Armies were indeed well-trained. Even in the midst of chaos, the soldiers reacted quickly upon hearing the assembly call and military orders.

The infantry of the left and right flanks quickly formed a three-dimensional formation, with shields like walls and spears like a forest, protecting the core of the central army. Archers climbed the arrow towers of the camp, drew their bows, and aimed their arrows at the White Tiger Cavalry rampaging through the formation. The cavalry quickly assembled, divided into two teams, and outflanked the White Tiger Cavalry from both sides.

Xu Da stood atop the watchtower, calmly observing the movements of the White Tiger Cavalry. Even though he had never heard of this unfamiliar cavalry unit before, just by observing their performance this time, he knew that they were another elite cavalry force no less formidable than the three thousand battalions under Zhu Yuanzhang's command.
Therefore, engaging the White Tiger Cavalry head-on at this moment is not the best strategy. So he did not rush to order a counterattack, but instead stabilized the defensive line and compressed the White Tiger Cavalry's space to maneuver.

Although the White Tiger Cavalry is brave, they are, after all, isolated and outnumbered. Once they lose their momentum and are surrounded, they will soon become easy prey.

(End of this chapter)