Volume 1, Chapter 69: Zhao Cheng Abandons Darkness for Light

"Just a single lancer regiment, consisting of a mere three cavalry squadrons and about three hundred men, and they expect to use this tiny force... to attack heavily fortified positions that even an infantry division couldn't capture?" questioned a corps commander, who considered it a mad order.

Let's all huddle together for warmth; once we sweat this out for a couple of days, it'll pass anyway, and the netizens won't harp on this issue relentlessly.

"If XY wins the championship, I think the sales for this champion skin set will definitely be amazing!" Erwa laughed with a smile.

"Damn old fool! To attack without orders! I'll have him sent to a military tribunal!" Leopold stomped his feet and cursed.

From within the doorway on the rear right, the sounds of roaring became increasingly loud at that moment, clearly fueled by anger at Chen Xin's words.

Evidently, what those two old men said had been coached by someone. Otherwise, they couldn't have spoken in a manner that was both so logical and yet so evasive.

"Can you stop looking at my phone? Since we're together now, shouldn't we understand each other, cherish each other, trust each other, and respect each other?" Lu Fang decided to appeal to her emotions and reason things out.

So much so that the sweet sounds of singing and chatter could be heard from the boat from time to time, allowing even Makino to feast his ears.

"Alright, Vice President Tang, don't worry. Our lawyers will definitely find out the truth of the matter while winning this lawsuit," Dai Xixi said, wanting to ask if Tang Likun had anything else for her; if not, she would take her leave.

Actually, Han Ge was just speaking casually; he would definitely keep a tight rein on the casting. He certainly couldn't afford anyone too expensive, and he intended to keep a lid on those costs.

Once the sound of the car faded away, Shen Fan finally got up, washed up, and headed downstairs into the dining room. Just as he walked in and picked up a piece of bread to put in his mouth, Zhou Xixi walked in from outside.

Zhier's eyes were filled with regret. How could the black chicken soup she had been holding have been swapped? Yet her hands felt lighter, and she was suddenly certain that the soup tureen had been tampered with just moments before.

After chewing the edamame, it filled the mouth with a soft and waxy texture, which was eventually rounded off by a hint of acidity as they slid down into the stomach together. Even though it was a bowl of steaming hot soup, consuming it in the dead of summer somehow evoked the unique coolness of the countryside.

Qu Yuan had no idea I was telling the truth; she was giggling endlessly at the teasing and stepped forward to grab my hand. Just at that moment, the final step of the Yang Dun Eight Formations was completed, and Qu Yuan happened to step right onto the Gate of Life.

"Young Master Yu, my foot is like this, can you send me back?" An Pinlin seized the opportunity and said hastily.

Wang Zhangzhu secretly opened her eyes and saw Chu Huandong's tall, broad back in the darkness. Her nose stung, her throat choked up, and she parted her lips slightly, wanting to call out to Chu Huandong, but in the end, she remained silent.

Wu Kang's eyes also burned with a fierce desire for battle! However, amidst that fiery gaze, a trace of bitterness and cunning was also revealed.

"You can call Principal Cheng right now. I think he will definitely agree. It's only fourteen percent after all. During Cheng Yufei's matter last time, he didn't hesitate at all and agreed to my request on the spot." Hearing Cheng Minghao's words, Shen Fan said with a grin.

As one of the founding members of the All-People's Society, Lin Xiangcun incited Xue Jun to fight against Wang Lianggui in order to take revenge on him. When Wang Lianggui was in power, he had rejected all of Lin Xiangcun's selfish demands. Now that he finally had this opportunity for revenge, he was determined not to let it go no matter what.

Among all the aforementioned states, none were hostile to Great Liang, save for the Tuban Kingdom, which relied on its own valor and the advantage of Longyou Protectorate's abundant warhorses to repeatedly provoke the borders of Great Liang.

And as for Lü Bu, after several months of hard-fought battles, he had finally defeated Zhang Jiao, laid down his arms, and begun to rest and reorganize.

This luck did not refer to encountering True Monarch Ligong, but rather the fact that when he previously used the Dragon-Tiger Celestial Dipper Chart, he had been transported back a hundred years and witnessed firsthand that True Monarch Ligong possessed the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Yan Baihu turned his head and gestured toward Lü Lingqi, then without the slightest hesitation, he turned on his heel and prepared to leave.

That playful smile, as if watching something amusing, gave Guinevere the sensation of being humiliated and toyed with.

Taking her to meet fans to let her experience their warmth and understand her own importance might be a very effective way to dispel her inferiority complex.

After chatting a few more liang, Wu Song summoned the miraculous physician An Daoquan, telling him to take Li Qingzhao directly to the inner hall for treatment without having to wait in line. The two female servants expressed their endless gratitude.

This singing girl, Song Yulian, was the very one Li Kui had slapped across the face a few years prior. She was still young back then, her figure not yet fully developed, but now she had grown increasingly slender and graceful, which explained why Li Zhu was so captivated by her.

To put it briefly, although Yan Baihu had failed to capture Pingyuan City, he had successfully taken a city nonetheless, thereby demonstrating his "muscle" to the factions in the north. Because of this, messengers from Yuan Shao and Han Fu arrived one after another; regardless of their motives, at the very least, they no longer dared to ignore Yan Baihu.

Previously, due to scale constraints and the need to ensure the domestic market remained supplied, the volume of food exported to the United States by the food processing plant had always been relatively small. This issue could only be addressed after the industrial park was completed.

After saying this, Pei Shiyu could hardly bear to recall what she had said; even she felt that those words lacked any shred of class.