Section 98

He leaped up, soaring into the air like a goshawk, and landed lightly on the city wall.

"Scum, come and die for this one!"

His palms flew, like the Grim Reaper wielding a scythe; every strike took away a living life.

Screams, wails, and the sound of clashing weapons instantly merged into a chorus, and the stench of blood immediately spread.

The North Liang soldiers on the city wall had never seen such a brutal figure before.

They were all so terrified that their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, their courage shattered, and they cast aside their armor and weapons, fleeing in all directions.

"Quick! Quickly close the city gate!"

The deputy commander roared at the top of his lungs, trying to stop Cao Zhengchun from entering the city.

Creak...

The heavy city gate began to close slowly.

Cao Zhengchun's eyes turned cold, and with a flash of his figure, he had already arrived before the tightly closed city gate.

He took a deep breath and threw a punch with great force.

"Open up for this one!"

Boom—!

A heaven-shaking explosion, deafening to the ears.

The majestic city gate, which claimed to be able to withstand an army of a million, was actually smashed to pieces by Cao Zhengchun's single punch, as if it were made of paper; wood chips flew, and dust swirled.

The immense impact even sent the soldiers near the gate flying backward, vomiting blood, and screaming repeatedly.

The city gate was broken!

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Above and below the city wall, there was not a sound; everyone was completely stunned by the shocking scene before their eyes.

They widened their eyes and opened their mouths, standing there like clay sculptures or carved wood, dazed as wooden chickens.

Who could have imagined that the impregnable, majestic city gate would be smashed to pieces by someone with a single punch?

This... this is simply a fantasy!

Chu Lushan was even more like someone who had been hit by a freezing spell, frozen in place, and the fat on his chubby face stopped trembling.

His eyes were wide and round, staring fixedly at the figure like a demon god at the city gate, his heart churning with stormy waves.

This... is this still a human?!

"Chu Lushan?"

Li Chengping's voice exploded on the city wall like a thunderclap, making everyone's eardrums buzz.

"Do you know your crime?"

"Know my crime?"

Chu Lushan acted as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, pointing at Li Chengping's nose and cursing loudly.

"Pah! What kind of thing are you? How dare you act like a king and hegemon in front of this general? Do you really think you can run rampant in North Liang just because you have some martial strength?"

"If you are sensible, hurry up and kneel down to kowtow and admit your mistake to this general; otherwise, this general will ensure you have no place to be buried!"

Li Chengping's eyes turned cold, and a cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems you prefer to be punished rather than to be treated with respect."

"Cao Zhengchun."

Li Chengping spoke indifferently.

"This servant is here."

Cao Zhengchun immediately bowed and replied.

"His head is held too high."

"As you command."

Cao Zhengchun let out a strange laugh, suddenly turned around, and looked at Chu Lushan; his eyes instantly became sinister and terrifying, making people shudder like a poisonous snake.

A terrifying Aura, like a mountain flood or tsunami, erupted from Cao Zhengchun's body, instantly enveloping the entire city gate area.

"Thump!"

Chu Lushan only felt an irresistible force, like Mount Tai pressing down on him; his legs went soft, unable to support him any longer, and he knelt directly on the ground.

His knees slammed heavily onto the hard ground, emitting a muffled sound.

"Ah—!"

Chu Lushan let out a painful scream, his fat body trembling violently; he wanted to struggle to get up, but found his whole body felt as if it had been filled with lead, unable to move at all.

His face was deathly pale, bean-sized sweat beads rolled down like raindrops, and his eyes were filled with terror and disbelief.

This... what kind of power is this?! To be terrifying to such a degree?!

The surrounding North Liang soldiers were even more unable to breathe under this terrifying Aura, each of them ashen-faced, shivering, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Only Li Chengping remained calm, standing with his hands behind his back, like a deity from the Nine Heavens, looking down at the kneeling Chu Lushan.

The surrounding North Liang commoners, however, let out bursts of cheers; many even clapped in satisfaction, loudly shouting things like "Well knelt!" and "Beat this dog thing to death!"

Chu Lushan knelt on the ground, his fat face turning the color of pig liver, filled with shame and indignation, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat seemed to be blocked, unable to make any sound at all.

Li Chengping walked slowly to Chu Lushan, looking down at him from above, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Now, this Prince asks you, does the Beiliang Princes Mansion intend to break the engagement?"

Chapter 83: To not return a favor is not polite! Death by a Thousand Cuts for Chu Lushan!

The surrounding North Liang soldiers were silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to take a full breath.

The arrogant and domineering General Chu, who had been so insufferably arrogant just a moment ago, was now kneeling on the ground like a dead dog, shivering.

This contrast was fucking exciting.

"Slap!" A crisp sound, deafening.

Cao Zhengchun moved.

He raised his hand, and a loud slap landed fiercely on Chu Lushan's chubby cheek.

Chu Lushan's fat face instantly swelled up, like an inflated pig's head.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, mixed with a few broken teeth, looking utterly miserable.

"You dog thing!" Cao Zhengchun spat, his acrid and mean voice like a knife, slicing at Chu Lushan's heart one stroke at a time.

"My Your Highness is asking you a question, are you fucking deaf?"

Another slap, merciless, landed again on the other side of Chu Lushan's cheek.

"Slap!" Another crisp sound.

Chu Lushan's two cheeks swelled into buns at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His eyes were filled with resentment, as if he wanted to eat someone, staring fixedly at Cao Zhengchun, wishing he could swallow him alive.

However, he dared not move.

He could feel the suffocating, terrifying Aura emanating from Cao Zhengchun, as if he would be torn to pieces instantly if he made the slightest move.

Moreover, there was Prince Xia Li Chengping, that man like a demon god, standing before him.

Just standing there made him feel despair and fear.

"You..." Chu Lushan finally managed to utter a syllable with difficulty, his voice hoarse, like a broken bellows.

"You..." He wanted to say something, but found he had nothing to say.

"What is it, General Chu, is there something you want to say?" Li Chengping's mouth slightly raised, revealing a playful smile, his eyes cold, without a trace of warmth.

"Are you trying to say that the Beiliang Princes Mansion intends to break the engagement?" Li Chengping pressed again, his tone chilling, like a death warrant from the Nine Nether Hell.

Chu Lushan shuddered, as if struck by lightning, his face instantly turning as pale as paper.

Break the engagement?

How could he dare to utter these two words?

He knew very well what kind of devastating disaster would await the Beiliang Princes Mansion once the engagement was broken.

However, to make him admit the marriage contract, to make him bow his head to Li Chengping, he was unwilling and reluctant.

He was a high-ranking official of the Beiliang Princes Mansion, the confidant of Xu Xiao, and the logistics support for the 300,000 iron cavalry of North Liang!

When had he, Chu Lushan, ever suffered such humiliation?

"I..." Chu Lushan opened his mouth, still unable to speak, the cold sweat on his forehead pouring out frantically like a waterfall.

Li Chengping lost his patience; he slowly raised his foot and gave a light kick to Chu Lushan's chest.

The movement was gentle, as if he were just kicking a stray cat or dog.

However, when it landed on Chu Lushan, it was like Mount Tai pressing down, heavy as a thousand jun.

"Crack!" The clear sound of bone breaking was hair-raising.

Chu Lushan's fat body, like a kite with a broken string, flew backward, slammed heavily against the city wall, and then rebounded onto the ground.

"Pfft!" A large mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, sprayed from Chu Lushan's mouth, splattering on the ground, a shocking sight.

Chu Lushan lay on the ground, his limbs twitching, his eyes unfocused, with more air going out than coming in, clearly on the verge of death.