Chapter Seventeen: Killing Like Burning—Lin Chong’s Capital Crime
Within the Luo Mansion, soldiers stood in formation, their iron armor clanking sharply. The commands and the rhythmic sound of their footsteps drowned out the clamor beyond the gates. From the courtyard, the side rooms, and hidden passages, countless armored warriors surged forth, holding shields, spears, and halberds behind the mansion gates. In an instant, they formed two compact assault phalanxes.
According to Wu Kingdom’s military regulations, a Colonel belonged to the senior officers and could have five personal guards; a General of Miscellaneous Troops was entitled to thirty; the twelve generals of the Four Expeditions, Four Guards, and Four Protectors could command a hundred personal guards; the title of Grand General was honorary, granting two hundred personal guards. These were all lawful military arrangements.
Yet, at this moment, the armored soldiers arrayed within Luo Mansion numbered no fewer than five hundred, not counting the thirty cavalry generals lined up on both sides and fifty crossbowmen holding the rear ranks.
Grand General Luo Gan, clad in gilded armor, strode out from the Tiger’s Stronghold Hall. Four mighty men lifted sturdy shields to guard all sides, while two lightly armored swordsmen flanked him on either side. Some armored soldiers rushed forward to pull open the massive gates of Luo Mansion from left and right.
Though the Northern City Commander had troops blocking the gates outside, the gates of Luo Mansion had never been breached.
“Men, take them down—hmm?!” Grand General Luo Gan’s command was cut short; he had to swallow the rest of his words.
A bloodied path cut across outside the gates, with the mangled limbs of over a hundred armored soldiers strewn about. Northern City Commander Zou Mi himself was pinned against a thick horizontal branch of a tree opposite Luo Mansion’s gates, his body folded in half, eyes bulging with rage, never finding peace in death.
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Having shattered yet another military formation and casually slain several armored officers, Lu Wu felt utterly unmoved.
The first time he broke through a formation to lift the siege on Lu Mansion, there had been some excitement. But now, that thrill had faded into numbness.
Riding his horse through the ranks, slashing and killing, it felt no different from a farmer mowing grass.
Yet, approaching the residence of Young Master Yuan, a flicker of anticipation stirred within Lu Wu—hoping that his brother-in-law Lin Zhong was still alive.
His third sister, born of the same mother, had always been close to him. Their married life was a rare freedom in these times, and Lu Wu did not wish to see her become a widow.
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