Peace Order-Chapter 1155 - 56: The Strongest Battle of This Era!

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Chapter 1155: Chapter 56: The Strongest Battle of This Era!

Xianyu Xianfeng didn’t understand what the point was, and laughed: "They will be your slaves, and you are their master. It’s only natural for you to pay to redeem them."

Li Guanyi replied, "They are their own masters."

"So they should redeem themselves."

In his heart, Xianyu Xianfeng couldn’t help but sneer.

Truly foolish and pedantic merchants from the Central Plains, willing to trade gold and official seals for mere slaves, just like cattle and sheep. How could this be anything but the most loss-making business!

But the royal seal was there, and the legitimacy was there!

They naturally were willing to trade.

Use these so-called hundreds of thousands of slaves to exchange for the legitimacy to become king.

There was no larger or more profitable business under the heavens than this.

The slaves were unshackled, stumbling from the great nobles to Li Guanyi, then reaching out to carefully take a piece of gold. The gold and silver in the Dangxiang Kingdom’s treasury quickly began to disappear.

Xianyu Xianfeng ordered, "Bring the gold here!"

Li Guanyi softly said, "Throw it to them."

The words from both sides left these slaves bewildered. Li Guanyi smiled, also picked up a stone, fiddled with it, and then, following the military formation method, slightly ’pushed’ these people.

These people threw the gold away, like striking at wild dogs.

However, the nobles also rushed to pick up and grab the gold.

The scene became chaotic for a moment.

Li Guanyi laughed freely, and the young slave beside him stared blankly at the scene, watching the merchant’s back. The merchant seemed to sense his gaze, snapped out of it, and released his grasp.

"Don’t bow your head anymore, don’t kneel anymore."

"Lift your head and see what you can see?"

The voice of the Central Plains merchant was warm and gentle.

So the little slave lifted his head, and for the first time in many years, beneath his eyes wasn’t muddy ground, wasn’t the whip, wasn’t blood, but the vast open sky, and the merchant’s back beneath it.

"Longevity Heaven..."

Hao Yuanxia felt somewhat distressed and said,

"There may not be much gold and silver left..."

Li Guanyi was so poor that he went with Nangong Wumeng to rob sand pirates, and in passing handed them over to Fan Qing, living frugally and thriftily. But at this time, he seemed completely uninterested in those gold and silver that could corrupt countless heroes’ aspirations.

He stood there; gold and silver were like sand to him.

His eyes bore an aura as vast as the sky.

Hao Yuanxia was utterly dazed.

Wen He looked at this scene, pointed at the child beside Li Guanyi, and suddenly said, "What a pity, what a pity. This child will die an untimely death in the future."

Hao Yuanxia was stunned and said, "What?"

Wen He answered, "Today he saw such a scene, saw the back of the Lord. In the future, even if he dies for the Lord on the battlefield, he will absolutely not hesitate."

"And if he remains undying, from now till that white-haired old age, he will always be a good soldier for the Lord."

"Even if not on the battlefield."

"Even if not in the Heavenly Strategy Mansion, the Qilin Army."

"Moreover, there are others who feel the same."

Wen He suddenly laughed, "What a pity, what a pity. Here they are merely enslaved, bowing their heads like cattle and horses. Though life is unbearable, their minds are so closed off they feel nothing of it."

"But encountering our Lord, they instead feel the pain of their lives here, feel unsatisfied, and fully dedicate themselves to that dream, never regretting even unto death."

"A transformation from within."

"Truly is..."

Hao Yuanxia said, "Isn’t this better than being here?"

Wen He didn’t reply, only said, "This gold and silver is the knife the Lord uses to cut off the shackles in these people’s hearts. He will not hesitate. Only this way is he the master of Wen Qingyu. Yuan Xia, haven’t you understood as well?"

"What is royal legitimacy compared to our Lord?"

Wen He spoke these words warmly, his eyes disdainful.

Hao Yuanxia looked on.

Li Guanyi raised his hand and easily tossed away the royal seal. The nobles swarmed to snatch this symbol of royal legitimacy. Li Guanyi lifted his eyes, looking at Wen He and Hao Yuanxia standing high over there.

That which they gained, quickly vanished.

Yet around them were the common people.

Extreme poverty, immense wealth, like dragons and tigers.

Truly my Lord indeed.

The greatest talents under heaven have their pride and integrity; not just anyone can have them follow. Wen He gave a courteous bow, then softly said, "What do you think."

"Between these two, who truly bears the aura of a king?"

"Hao Yuanxia."

Li Guanyi abandoned the golden seal, bringing with him new people and food, following the passageway to leave, not knowing when the chaotic army would invade the city. Li Guanyi couldn’t delay, nor did he wish to converse with those desire-driven nobles at all.

And just a few days ago.

Wolf King Chen Fubi looked at the Western Regions Map in his hand, the accumulated resources from various Western Domain tribes forming a coalition army, which he dissolved through interests and ambition. They were advancing to gobble up the last untouched land of Wolf King.

If the Dangxiang Kingdom was taken, even if these Western Regions tribes left, his strategic goal was already accomplished, securing one of Chen Country’s strategic choke points while balancing the steppe.

The armies and commanders of the Western Regions held different values from the warlords of the Central Plains.

Chen Wenmian and Xiao Wuliang entered the military tent.