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Zhu Feng nodded and said, "Don't worry, Captain. Leave everything to me!" Upon hearing Zhu Feng's words, Wang Chao wasted no time and headed straight for the Imperial Capital. Wang Chao moved swiftly; in less than a week, he had arrived near the Imperial Capital. As soon as he got close, he could hear the booming sounds of gunfire. He climbed to the rooftop of the tallest building and looked into the distance.
The advantage of the Imperial Capital was its numerous skyscrapers, with people numbering in the tens of thousands, like mountains and seas. Wang Chao couldn't tell exactly how many people there were, but he could see that the Huangfu Army and the Imperial Army were already engaged in fierce combat. A tall concrete wall had collapsed at some point, but judging by the positions of the people, they were still far from the Imperial Capital Safe Zone. Without planes or tanks around, how could such a sturdy reinforced concrete wall have been blown down?
Could there be a traitor?
Wang Chao shook his head; he couldn't ascertain the specific situation yet. He needed to enter the Imperial Capital to gather information. He also wondered where Zhang Fusheng was and if Huangfu Yan's elite group, the Nine People, had infiltrated the city. If they had, things could become dire. With that thought in mind, Wang Chao pressed on toward the Imperial Capital.
Avoiding the main battlefield, Wang Chao managed to slip into the Imperial Capital Safe Zone without being detected by the military guards. He made his way to a study on the second floor, only to find that Zhang Fusheng was not there; it seemed he had gone out to fight. In the study were Zhao Lao and several elderly officers, with Zhao Lao sweating profusely and not even bothering to wipe his face.
Wang Chao quickly asked, "What’s the current situation?"
Zhao Lao glanced at Wang Chao and replied, "We only discovered Huangfu Yan's forces near the Imperial Capital when our scouts reported their movements. But it's all over now. You must have seen it when you returned; our army is engaged in battle openly. However, behind the scenes, things are changing rapidly. There are traitors within the Imperial Capital, and the collapse of the Safe Zone wall is a signal for Huangfu Army's advance! When Zhang Lao passed away, he didn’t reveal his hidden strategies; otherwise, we wouldn’t be so passive!"
Wang Chao nodded. Before Zhang Lao passed away, he had indeed mentioned leaving behind a few hidden strategies, but he never made them explicit. Why wouldn’t Zhang Lao clarify them in such circumstances? After some thought, Wang Chao came up with several possibilities: either Zhang Lao deemed it unnecessary to explain or he was unable to do so. But considering Zhang Fusheng’s well-being, why wouldn’t Zhang Lao disclose them?
Then it must be that he couldn’t say anything—did Zhang Lao already know there were traitors in the Safe Zone? However, that day only those closest to him were present; even Zhao Lao wasn’t by his side. Who was Zhang Lao guarding against? Suddenly realizing something, Wang Chao thought that perhaps Zhang Lao’s greatest concern was actually himself. If that were true, it would explain everything.
But damn, that was too hurtful!
Wang Chao said, "You all need to be careful; someone might infiltrate the Imperial Capital targeting you. If the command center is taken out directly, this war will become even more difficult. Relying solely on Zhang Fusheng is tough. I need to go out and see what’s happening; you all stay alert!"
Zhao Lao nodded and replied, "Don’t worry; there are plenty of guards outside. They won’t be able to come in unnoticed."
Wang Chao shook his head but remained silent. It was hard to say, especially since no one had noticed when he entered. However, this was not the time to dwell on such thoughts; he dashed out of the study on the second floor. As he ran toward the Safe Zone, chaos reigned. A squad was trying to control and calm the crowd within the Safe Zone, but people were fleeing in all directions. Yet, the Safe Zone was limited in size—where could they possibly run?
At that moment, the war had reached a fever pitch. As Wang Chao stepped outside, he saw that everything around him was in disarray. The immediate priority was to find Zhang Fusheng or one of Huangfu Yan's elite Nine People. Just as Wang Chao was unsure of where to go, he noticed a cloud of dust rising in the distance, bricks scattering everywhere. It looked as if a high-rise building was on the verge of collapse.
Only Zhang Fusheng and Huangfu Yan's elite could cause such destruction.
He sprinted toward the commotion, unaware of how many had been cleaved in two by the Panlong Blade along the way. Turning a corner near a building, he finally grasped the situation ahead. The fighting had momentarily paused; Wang Chao saw Zhang Fusheng surrounded by eight opponents. It appeared they had just engaged in fierce combat, and each of them bore injuries—Zhang Fusheng was no exception.
Zhang Fusheng was naturally at Diamond Upper Level, while none of the eight were his match individually. However, united as Nine People, they forced Zhang Fusheng into a defensive position. Among them, only one had reached Diamond level, three were at Platinum, and the rest were all Golden Level fighters. With Wang Chao joining Zhang Fusheng, they should be able to handle these foes.
Before reaching Zhang Fusheng's side, Wang Chao called out, “Zhang Fusheng, I’m here to help!”
Upon seeing Wang Chao, a smile broke out on Zhang Fusheng's face. “Wang Chao, you’re back!”
“Yeah, it seems these are Huangfu Yan’s elites. Your brothers have lost nine to my hands,” Wang Chao said with a grin as he approached. The surrounding elite automatically parted to let him through until he stood beside Zhang Fusheng; only then did they close ranks again. Wang Chao added, “Looks like I’m your executioner.”
“Haha!” Before Wang Chao's words could settle, the Diamond-level opponent across from him burst into laughter that was more grotesque than sorrowful. He stroked his beard and said, “Wang Chao, you’ve come at just the right time. So many of my brothers have fallen at your hands; today, I’ll use your blood to honor them!”
As his words faded away, an autumn breeze swept through, evoking a sense of desolation. Wang Chao suddenly recalled that every major battle seemed to occur in autumn.
The eight opponents were ready for action and could charge at any moment. Wang Chao exchanged glances with Zhang Fusheng; both moved simultaneously. However, Zhang Fusheng was much faster—within moments he had closed in on the lone Diamond-level fighter while Wang Chao targeted the weakest among them. This highlighted the difference between Zhang Fusheng and Wang Chao.
Zhang Fusheng always preferred direct confrontation against strong foes, while Wang Chao took a different approach—he aimed for easier targets first to eliminate smaller threats before tackling more formidable challenges.
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