Chapter Fifteen: The Cold-blooded Lang Ying

  As if infected by the strong self-confidence shown by the Tang Dynasty, Lang Ying's tightly drawn long face first revealed a relieved smile.

  Subconsciously, Langying cast his gaze towards that enormous airship.

  As a vanguard elite of the Iron Riders Alliance, Lang Ying was naturally well-traveled and knowledgeable. Lang Ying knew that there were machines called airplanes that could fly in the sky, and had also heard of airships that were countless times larger than airplanes, known as "Sky Giants", but seeing them with his own eyes was a first in his life.

  The airship in front of him, what brought Lang Ying a shock was not its huge body, but the powerful and terrifying fierce firepower it ejected when diving down from the sky!

  At this time, he even thought that if there were a few more airships like this, whether the cavalry cluster could withstand the slaughter from the sky even if they charged again quickly and fiercely.

  "Mr. Tang, how many of these airships that can attack from the sky do we have now?" Lang Ying couldn't help but ask, looking at Tang Chao.

  The Tang Dynasty's gaze suddenly condensed, tightly staring at Lang Ying's pair of wolf-like eyes filled with wildness, and asked indifferently: "What did you ask about this for?"

  "What I mean is, if we had a few more airships like this one, even though our numbers are not as many as the combined forces of Hei Feng Zhai and Niu Jia, we can still use the powerful aerial attack capabilities of the airship to carefully choose an open terrain to set up an ambush, and when the time comes, we can definitely annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!" Lang Ying explained excitedly.

  "The airship is currently the highest military secret of Tongjia Fortress. Lang Ying, your current rank is not qualified to know these things." Tang Chao looked at Lang Ying with a calm smile: "However, you can see the powerful force of aerial combat from this accidental encounter, which shows that your tactical thinking is good and has some foresight. You are very good, I have high hopes for your future."

  "Thank you, Mr. Tang, for your praise." Lang Ying stood up straight and tall, his eyes fixed firmly on Tang Chao's gaze, "Sorry, Mr. Tang, please forgive me for being too presumptuous and asking an inappropriate question. I am willing to accept punishment!"

  Tang Dynasty patted Lang Ying's shoulder twice and shook his head, smiling: "Forget it, ignorance is not a crime. Just be more careful in the future. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished, as a member of Tangjia Fortress, my requirement is that everyone must understand what it means to stick to their own position. I won't say more, we've already wasted too much time here, I'll leave this to you to handle, I hope you can clear up all the traces here and make it seem like these over a hundred people disappeared mysteriously, rather than being eliminated here."

  "Yes! Mr. Tang." Lang Ying nodded solemnly in response.

  The Tang Dynasty nodded in satisfaction and turned his gaze to the distant pile of corpses and scanned them briefly.

  I don't know who said it, but the first time someone kills a person, they will have a feeling of nausea and vomiting. But at this moment, Tang didn't feel any discomfort at all.

  It is known that the Tang Dynasty did not kill one or two people, but at least fifty or more people and horses were killed under the aerial machine gun fire of the airship. The death of these people and horses can be attributed to the Tang Dynasty alone.

  Gazing into the distance for a while, Tang Dynasty shaded his eyes with his hand and looked up at the sky.

  The weekdays in the desert sky, recklessly and wantonly displaying its infinite power.

  Although it was winter, the yellow sand in this desert still emitted a scorching heat, reflecting the dazzling sunlight, and the gravel was like molten gold, flowing with waves of piercing light.

  Far and wide, the vast expanse of sandy land, either sloping into waves, or piled up like hills, or deeply sunken like a valley, or stretching out flat like a mirror of water.

  Countless billions of grains of sand are constantly changing into different shapes, gathering or dispersing, and in an instant, presenting a completely different appearance.

  Desert, everywhere filled with strange and evil dangers, is also known as "land of death" in the eyes of ordinary people!

  The desert is still.

  At least on its surface, it is still.

  Lang Ying was now leading his men, using whips and bayonets to command the captives from Hei Feng stockade, forcing them to dig graves and bury their fallen comrades.

  The bloodstains on the ground had long been absorbed by the yellow sand, drying into clumps. With just a slight touch, they crumbled into fragments, and a handful of yellow sand covered them up, erasing all traces of the blood.

  The Tang Dynasty had no interest in staying any longer and took Irina aboard the airship.

  "Tangjiabao No. 1" slowly rose into the air and then gradually adjusted its course.

  At this time, a wave of gunfire suddenly came from the ground.

  Tang Dynasty subconsciously picked up the telescope and took a look, then handed it to Irina, lightly sighing indifferently.

  Originally, Lang Ying and his brothers forced the captives of Hei Feng Village to dig two large pits. After the surviving captives finished burying all the corpses in one pit, these dozens of survivors were unlucky again, as Lang Ying and his men drove them into another large pit. Anyone who made a slight movement was immediately shot dead on the spot.

  As for those timid ones who jumped into the pit and listened to them, they also failed to escape the kiss of death. They were shot by Langying and others as prey and then buried.

  Thus, in this sandy area, two new sand dunes of moderate size suddenly appeared out of thin air.

  Lang Ying and his men carefully examined the scene of the massacre, then led away the captured warhorses that had not been injured, with almost everyone leading five or six horses, kicking up swirling yellow dust as they galloped wildly in the direction of Cang Long Ridge.

  All this Tang and Irina saw clearly on the airship.

  "Lang Ying is ruthless enough." Tang Chao gazed at the cavalry chasing after the airship in the distance, and sighed.

  "Only the dead can keep secrets." Irina nodded and smiled slightly when she arrived: "Those who do this kind of work, if their heart is not ruthless and their hands are not poisonous, they will definitely die in the end. However, Lang Ying's killing intent was indeed a bit stronger this time."

  "Wolf cub? Hehe, I think this title is quite suitable for Lang Ying." Tang Chao said with a playful smile.

  "He was originally a wolf cub. This is no secret in Canglong Ridge." Irina smiled casually: "Lang Ying is an orphan, and no one knows who his parents are. He was picked up by Old Man Mu from a wolf den, estimated to be five or six years old at the time, neither human nor wolf. It took Old Man Mu more than three years to slowly grind away the wolf-like and wild nature on his body."

  "So you're saying that Lang Ying was raised by a wolf as one of her own cubs?" Tang Chao asked in surprise.

  "Hmm, this kid was raised on wolf's milk, so he has a wolf-like personality in his bones." Irina nodded and said.

  Tang Dynasty nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder I always felt that this guy was a bit different. Irina, Lang Ying's surname Lang, I reckon it was also taken by Old Master Mu for him?"

  Irina replied carefully: "Why Lang Ying didn't follow the Mu family and surname Mu, I was also curious about it. Later, I asked Old Lady Mu and found out that when Mr. Mu brought Lang Ying out of the wolf's den, there was a jade pendant around his neck. The back of this jade pendant had a 'Lang' character engraved on it. It is estimated that this was the only thing left by Lang Ying's parents for their child, so they let him take 'Lang' as his surname."

  "I didn't expect Lang Ying's life to be so pitiful." Tang Chao sighed with emotion.

  "It's all because of this chaotic world." Irina smiled calmly and said, "To be honest, in the vast land of Hui, Lang Yingzi is still relatively lucky. There are countless children and families who are more miserable than him."

  "To prevent such human tragedies from happening again, we must overthrow the existing social system from its roots." Tang Dynasty suddenly let out a long sigh, "But wanting to change is just too difficult, too difficult."

  "Boss, wasn't the Qing Dynasty already overthrown? Why do I feel that the current state of affairs is even worse than before its collapse?" Irina asked in puzzlement.

  "Alas! This is because there are too many pseudo-gentlemen who, in the name of revolution, engage in speculative actions." Tang sighed with a thousand emotions: "All revolutionaries want to share the fruits of victory, they are all calculating their own gains and losses. If things don't go as planned, they will resort to force and fight each other. If the Chinese mainland cannot produce a strong and powerful leader, this chaotic situation will inevitably continue for a longer period."

  "Boss, even if Yuan becomes emperor, can't he solve it?"

  "Old Yuan? Ha ha, he indeed has the ability and wrist, but this great president has been blinded by imperial ambitions. He goes against the tide of the times, doesn't know how to follow the people's hearts and minds, and will be nailed to the pillar of historical shame, leaving a stench for ten thousand years!" Tang Dynasty smiled calmly: "Just wait and see, I guarantee that our Xuantong Emperor will not last more than three months in power, he will surely perish!"

  "Boss, aren't you one of Yuan's top men? Why don't you seem to think much of this new emperor?" Irina stared at Tang Chao with a puzzled expression.

  "Just because I'm the president's man, I understand many inside stories that you don't know." Tang couldn't tell Irina the truth, so he could only bluff: "The situation in various provinces of China is completely different from that of Xinjiang. The imperial system is extremely unpopular in those places. What Yuan should not have done was to ignore General Cai E's suggestion and send troops to Qingdao ahead of the Japanese to recover lost territory, which led to secretly signing the humiliating Twenty-One Demands with Japan. This will inevitably lead to internal strife and division. Even his self-proclaimed loyal northern warlords will raise the banner of anti-imperialism and anti-Yuan. It won't be long before the Central Plains are plagued by war and chaos, with beacon fires burning across the sky."

  "Boss, since you said this is a major trend, will we also be affected when we return to Xinjiang?" Irina raised an eyebrow and asked Tang Chao with deep meaning in her eyes: "With your strength, I think, you definitely won't be content with just being a mountain king in the Tang family castle, right?"

  "Hehe, don't look at Yang Zengxin now cheering for President Yuan, making a big fuss. As long as the governors of all provinces across the country raise the banner of 'Protecting the Law and Overthrowing Yuan' and take action to seize power, this Xinjiang governor will definitely respond accordingly." Tang Chao smiled with confidence: "As soon as this opportunity arises, our chance will come!"

  New book is on the charts, thanks in advance everyone!