Chapter 634 Black Arrow!

Although the war in the southwest is over, post-war maintenance is the most important thing. However, when the last sentence was uttered, there was even more silence on the top of the mountain, and everyone's eyes turned to Wang Chong who was at the side.

The chaos in the southwest is still there, and so is the threat from Duan Gequan and Daqin Ruozan.

If there is one person who can set the tripod in the southwest, appease the hearts of the people in the southwest, and at the same time deter the ambitions of Wu Sizang and Meng Shezhao. Then this person is not Wang Yan, nor Xianyu Zhongtong, but Wang Chong who is only seventeen years old in the entire battlefield.

Even Wang Chong and Xianyu Zhongtong could not deny this point.

"All the generals love you."

Wang Chong's eyelids twitched. He was listening to their discussion outside, and he didn't expect that the "fire of war" would burn himself.

"But don't worry, I won't leave here until His Royal Highness King Song arrives."

Seeing the expectant eyes of the crowd, Wang Chong suddenly realized that he had such an important position in the hearts of the crowd without realizing it, and everyone seemed to regard him as the pillar of the entire Southwest.

"Great, there is a son here..."

Hearing Wang Chong's words, everyone was overjoyed, and one general couldn't help but screamed in excitement.

"Buzz!"

Wang Chong opened his mouth and was about to say something when suddenly, Wang Chong's eyelids twitched wildly, and a sense of extreme danger that he had never felt before surged in his heart.

This sense of danger was so strong that Wang Chong's scalp exploded, and goose bumps covered his body. It felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar from a scorching hot summer day.

"What's this?"

Wang Chong was taken aback. At that moment, he smelled a strong breath of death in his nose.

Even in the entire Southwest War, he had never felt such terrifying pressure.

"Buzz!"

This idea just turned in Wang Chong's mind. The faces of the southwestern generals in front of him still maintained the expressions of the previous moment, and they hadn't noticed it at all. The breath of death increases geometrically.

"not good!"

Wang Chong's expression changed drastically.

In a blink of an eye, he leaped vigorously to the side, and in the next moment, a strange long arrow that was extremely dark and deep, which Wang Chong had never seen before, brushed away from Wang Chong's ear with a slight difference. And pass.

At that moment, Wang Chong never felt that he was so close to death.

"boom!"

A huge shock wave sounded into the ears, and time seemed to stand still. Wang Chong turned his head and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life. A long black arrow that Wang Chong had never seen before pierced Luo Ji's chest several feet away.

Luo Ji's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Around him, a number of Southwestern military generals looked pale, looking at the long arrow with shocked expressions.

Sudden!

too suddenly!

No one thought that such a thing would happen after the Southwest War was over.

"Who is it? Who is it!!"

The first one to rush to the side was Lin Wushou, holding Luo Ji with both hands, with a ferocious expression on his face.

Hum, Wang Chong also shrank his pupils, turned around suddenly, and looked in the direction of the long arrow, but the surrounding area was empty for dozens of miles, and no one could be seen.

impossible!

Wang Chong's heart moved, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the end of the earth. At that moment, at the end of the horizon, Wang Chong faintly saw a faint black shadow. But it disappeared without a trace in just an instant.

"Luo Ji!"

Behind him, there was a cry of pain. Wang Chong's heart turned cold, and he turned his head abruptly. He saw an extremely strange scene. Luo Ji's body quickly became as black as ink in a short period of time, and his body also Become extremely stiff.

Pa, it's just a breath, fighting bravely in the battlefield, Luo Ji, who was still alive a moment ago, exploded instantly like a black glass statue, turning into fragments all over the ground.

And even those fragments were quickly carbonized under the corrosion of an invisible force, and finally turned into fly ash all over the ground.

All around, all the generals in the Southwest watched this scene, all dumbfounded.

And Wang Chong's heart was icy cold.

Because the arrow was originally aimed at him.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, sensed the danger in advance, and dodged it, he would be the one lying on the ground and turning into flying ash.

"Bastard! Who the hell is it?"

An angry roar sounded on the mountain, and countless generals jumped out of the mountain one after another, rushing towards the direction of the arrow.

At the other end, even Wang Yan and Xianyu Zhongtong, who were not far away and were recovering from their wounds, were startled and rushed out from the top of the mountain, disappearing into the distance with a few breaths.

"Luo Ji, Luo Ji!!"

The most excited and hated person at this time is Lin Wushou. The two were good friends in the Annan Protectorate Army, not to mention the two experienced the tragic Southwest War together.

No one thought that Luo Ji would die here!

"Who is it?! Who is it?"

"It's too despicable! Is it Meng Shezhao, or Uzang!!"

"You can't fight on the frontal battlefield, but you actually use this method!"

...

A military general named Southwest went back and forth, but couldn't find the target at the foot of the mountain, and everyone returned to the mountain one by one, seeing Luo Ji's miserable state, everyone was shocked and angry. As the general of the Southwest, Luo Ji's fate is empathetic to everyone.

"It's so shameless! Meng Shezhao and Wu Sizang must pay the price!"

Although he didn't see who was stabbing someone in the back, there was no doubt that if it wasn't Meng Shezhao, it must be someone from Uzang. At this time, only they have the opportunity to do this with a purpose!

"Not them!"

At some point, Wang Chong suddenly spoke. His eyes were narrowed, revealing bursts of cold light:

"They have already lost the Southwest War. Killing Luo Ji, or just one or two people can't change this fact. With Daqin Ruozan's character, he absolutely disdains to do such a thing. And Meng Shezhao..., Ge Luo Feng is alive or dead, Duan Gequan has no intention of doing this kind of thing, and no one else can do it."

"Also, take a look around. The whole mountain is surrounded by our soldiers. Is it possible that the Mongolian-Ukrainian coalition forces are lurking here to kill people?"

Wang Chong's voice was very cold!

It's cold, it's cold!

Luo Ji died on his behalf, there is no doubt about that. Wang Chong never thought that such a thing would happen at the last moment of the war.

"But young master, if it wasn't for Meng Shezhao and Usi Tibetans, who else would do this?"

"Also, what happened to that arrow? This is what everyone saw! Could it be conjured out of thin air?"

...

Several generals said with red eyes. Despite the excitement in their hearts, everyone still maintained considerable respect for Wang Chong. If it wasn't for Wang Chong, the result might be completely different if they were different individuals.

"It is precisely because of this arrow that I say that it is not Meng Shezhao and Usi Tibetans!"

As Wang Chong said, he suddenly took two steps forward, bowed his body, and picked up from Luo Ji's body that had turned into flying ash, the arrow that was as black as ink and extremely deep. .

The arrowhead of that arrow disappeared completely, leaving only a single black arrow tail, which looked extremely strange.

Thinking of Luo Ji's tragic situation, everyone shuddered all over Lingling.

"Wuszang does not have such powerful arrow-making technology yet, and Meng Shezhao's arrow-making technology all comes from the Central Plains. With the abilities of the two of them alone, there is no way to make long arrows of this level! They really want to With that ability, things would be completely different today."

Wang Chong said.

He fixed his eyes on the long arrow in his hand, carefully sizing it up. In Wang Chong's life, he had never seen a long arrow of this level. Although there was only one arrow tail left, the terrifying and pure destructive power contained in it even made Wang Chong secretly startled when he held it.

Not only that, the body and tail of this long arrow, and the curves that are extremely concise and clear, but secretly in line with the principles of heaven and earth... Even the most powerful foundry family in the capital city, they are not at all. May be built.

The casting technology reflected in that extreme curve surpassed any long arrow Wang Chong had ever seen, and it completely reached the point of uncanny workmanship.

This is simply not something that ordinary people can create!

Moreover, Wang Chong's heart trembled as he glanced at a mark on the arrow, and he didn't say anything further.

At the other end, everyone was silent for a while.

Yes, in terms of casting technology, Zhongtu Tang is truly unique in the world. If Meng Shezhao and Wu Sizang's abilities could really forge such a terrifying black arrow, then on the battlefield today, everyone would probably face a terrifying army of divine arrows.

"But, young master, if it wasn't Meng Shezhao and Wu Sizang, then who would it be?"

A general couldn't help but speak.

Although what Wang Chong said made sense, it was a clear fact that Luo Ji was killed. If it wasn't Meng Shezhao and Wu Sizang, then who was assassinating him? What's the use of assassinating him?

This is too ridiculous and outrageous.

Wang Chong didn't speak, but the black shadow that he vaguely saw in the sky at the last moment appeared in his mind. He can be sure that the mysterious black arrow is definitely not shot from any place within ten miles around.

Because it is impossible for someone under the heavy army of the Tang Dynasty to shoot this arrow within ten miles without being discovered.

But if it is really as I imagined, that kind of distance...then the opponent's strength is too terrifying!

"Hiss!"

Wang Chong took a deep breath and didn't think about it any further.

If the black arrow was not shot by Daqin Ruozan and Duan Gequan, then it could only be a third party other than Meng Wu. Why did they do this, why did they choose this timing.

More importantly, why should it be me?

...

For a moment, Wang Chong only felt that the entire Southwest War was full of fog. Apart from Uzang and Meng Shezhao, there seemed to be something else that he didn't know.

"Leave this matter to me. No matter what, I will definitely figure out who shot the arrow!"

Wang Chong held the long arrow in his right hand, and suddenly tightened it tightly.

...

In the final epilogue of the Battle of the Southwest, Luo Ji would die under a mysterious black arrow, which no one expected. However, only a few people knew about this matter, not even most of the soldiers of Annan's Protectorate who were close at hand, let alone other people.

For people outside the Southwest, today is destined to be an unforgettable and festive day.

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