The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1781 Krieg remained silent, continuing to swing his whip in circles!

Since the recapture of Thang Long, many merchants have come here.

After all, as the former capital of the Joseon Dynasty, this place was a vital passage connecting the Central Plains dynasties.
Looking at the large number of foreigners, Liang An was somewhat surprised.
Because gray is one thing, but why are there white and black ones too?
"That one, that one, yes, it's him. Lock him up and throw him into the mine."

Pointing at the Kunlun slaves not far away, Zhang Cheng immediately shouted.

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Jiao Ting stepped forward without hesitation and immediately put a rope around the man's neck.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is my slave!"

Seeing their slaves escape, the foreign merchants in front of them immediately became anxious.
"It's mine now! Give me the money!"

Addressing the foreign merchant before him, Zhang Cheng gestured to Shi Qian.

He took out some silver and handed it to the other party, and Shi Qian immediately smiled.
"Hey buddy, do you like guys like that? I have plenty more on my ship, lots and lots."

When the foreign merchant addressed Zhang Cheng, he spoke in broken Chinese.
"Shi Qian, tell him, I want as many as you have!"

Patting Shi Qian on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng walked towards a spot not far away.
"Don't worry, brother, I know what to do!"

With a happy smile, Shi Qian put his arm around the other person's shoulder and said, "Come on, let's talk over here!"

Walking down the street, Liang An asked curiously, "Cheng-ge'er, what do you need that Kunlun black slave for?"

"Slaves are something the Rising Dragon Palace really needs, since they can mine!"

Smiling at Liang An, Zhang Cheng leaned close to his ear and said, "I've saved you 20%!"

Staring at Zhang Cheng in astonishment, Liang An couldn't help but widen his eyes and ask, "A gold mine?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why do you think I'd be guarding this place? The wealth of Jiaozhi is more than we brothers could ever finish in our lifetime!"

Looking happily at Liang An, Zhang Cheng smiled.
Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Liang An immediately became cautious and asked, "Won't this get out?"

"Don't worry, they're all slaves; they won't escape Jiaozhi!"

Zhang Cheng gave Liang An a reassured look and explained with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Liang An said with some seriousness, "The imperial court will be sending a prefect soon? Can we handle it? If he says something reckless, it could be very troublesome!"

"The poisonous insects of Jiaozhi are rampant, and there are many insects and snakes. If he doesn't obey, we brothers will take care of him!"

Looking intently at Liang An, Zhang Cheng seemed to want to gauge his ambition.

After all, a gold mine, with a 20% profit margin, would yield at least 100,000 taels of gold and a million taels of silver a year.
Taking a few deep breaths, Liang An turned his head and asked, "What about Godfather?"

"If I give you money as a gift, he should surely help us!"

Zhang Cheng smiled and gestured to Liang An as he spoke.

"Then let's do it this way. If he doesn't obey, we brothers will send him down!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng beside him, Liang An didn't find anything wrong at all; after all, he had come from a cannibalistic imperial palace.
The reason they could subconsciously treat Zhang Cheng as one of their own was because of his address of "little husband," which made them see him as a normal person.

Over the next two years, Zhang Cheng never forgot about himself. He not only gave gifts to his godfather, but also to himself. In fact, his gift was even more elaborate than his godfather's!

How could Liang An not feel respected? He even gave up his savings of many years to help him come to Jiaozhi and asked his godfather Liang Shicheng for help!
Now it seems that Liang An was right about Zhang Cheng; Zhang Cheng is indeed a "brother" worth making friends with!
Ding Xiu: What? Brothers, you mean blood brothers, the kind of close relatives and friends?
Japan, Iwami Silver Mine
Five hundred Kriegs were surveying the surroundings.

But just then, a farmer, exhausted from overwork, collapsed to the ground.
Stepping forward, Krieg swung his whip and lashed it down.

After the other person painfully got up, Krieg swung the whip again, striking him without saying a word.
A short while later, as the labor resumed, Krieg turned his head to look at the people around him.

Seemingly sensing the other party's thoughts, the Krieg nodded.

Two days later, a certain city was captured.
Upon seeing the Kriegs appear, the warriors' eyes widened in fear as they cried out, "They're here again, the undead legion!"

After slaughtering all the samurai guarding the castle and selecting suitable slaves, the Kriegs returned to the Iwami Silver Mine. When the labor force there was about to become "oversupplied" again, they would once again conquer the castle and seek new "laborers."
Because Zhang Cheng's order was for three million taels of silver annually, this amount had to be raised regardless of how many people were "consumed."

What could Krieg do but remain silent and keep swinging his whip around?

On the training ground, soldiers are practicing.

Looking at the clamorous soldiers, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but nod.
Just then, Wu Song stepped forward and said, "Brother Cheng, I have a brother here who has gotten into some trouble."

"Stop talking, Brother Wu, just call him over! I don't care about him here!"

Before Wu Song could finish speaking, Zhang Cheng interrupted.

After all, Zhang Cheng was willing to accept anyone who wasn't a cannibalistic "weed."
"He's already here, isn't he?"

Looking awkwardly at Zhang Cheng, Wu Song appeared very hesitant.
"Where is the man?"

Looking around, Zhang Cheng became curious.
"Brother Lu Da, Cheng Ge'er is looking for you!"

Waving his hand, Wu Song couldn't help but shout.
"Hey bro, I'm here!"

Carrying a water-polished monk's staff, Lu Zhishen, upon seeing Zhang Cheng, immediately exclaimed in astonishment, "You are...you are...me!"

"Long time no see, Commander Lu!"

Zhang Cheng cupped his hands in greeting to Lu Zhishen and smiled.

"I knew I'd seen you somewhere before! You were the constable in Weizhou that year!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in front of him, Lu Zhishen also laughed heartily.

"That's right, it is I! Many years have passed, and Commander Lu is still as imposing as ever!"

Looking at Lu Zhishen before him, Zhang Cheng laughed.
Just then, Wang Yin walked in with a man and said, "General, an old friend of mine has come to seek refuge with me."

Turning around, Zhang Cheng saw another monk holding a staff, looking at Lu Zhishen.
Their eyes met, and Lu Zhishen immediately asked curiously, "Brother, where did you become a monk?"

"I studied Buddhist scriptures at the Great Xiangguo Temple for two years!"

"Me too! So, we're practically brothers in martial arts!"

Looking happily at the monk, Lu Zhishen excitedly spoke up.
Upon hearing Lu Zhishen's words, the monk smiled and said, "My name is Deng Yuanjue!"

"I am Lu Zhishen!"

Looking at Deng Yuanjue and Lu Zhishen, Zhang Cheng hesitated and scratched his head. He suspected that he was losing his hair, otherwise why would Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue both come to rely on him?
"Brother, is your scalp itchy?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with curiosity, Jiao Ting couldn't help but ask,
Zhang Cheng glanced at Jiao Ting, then clapped his hands and said, "Today, to welcome Brother Deng Yuanjue and Brother Lu Da, let's drink until we drop at Chunfeng Tower!"

"What is Chunfeng Tower?"

Looking at Wang Yin with curiosity, Deng Yuanjue was taken aback.

Wang Yin, his lips twitching, looked at Deng Yuanjue, covering his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but dared not.
Before long, when everyone arrived at Chunfeng Tower, Deng Yuanjue and Lu Zhishen were stunned, because this was a brothel!
"Let's go, let's go! Tonight, this general is treating! We won't leave until we're drunk!"

Dragging the two upstairs, Zhang Cheng burst into laughter.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's actions, Wu Song and Wang Yin exchanged glances and said, "General, this is truly despicable!"

"Hey, a monk visiting a brothel! Brother, you really know how to have fun!"

With a simple laugh, Jiao Ting also became happy.

(End of this chapter)