Witch Wind - Chapter 332 State of Emergency

Most of the former Western Chu Imperial Palace has decayed. The palace is dilapidated, the beams and pillars are crooked, foxes and rats are everywhere, and ghost lights are everywhere. Except for a few majestic halls in the middle, which serve as a facade and a cover for the Yaksha King's lineage to treat the Western Chu royal family well, they barely maintain the old atmosphere. The huge Western Chu Imperial Palace complex, which stretches for more than 30 miles, has become as messy as a mass grave.

It was already night.

Tiny ghost lights fluttered in the wind in the overgrown Western Chu Palace. In an old sentry tower, the old eunuch on duty yawned, spitting out a mouthful of the stench of garlic and wine, and slowly struck the animal skin drum for timekeeping.

"Boom, boom, boom," a messy and weak drum sound spread out, and several gray foxes jumped out from the large weeds. They tilted their heads and looked at the sentry tower for a while. Then, holding the mouse they had just hunted in their mouths and shaking their skinny tails, they leisurely went into a tree hole nearby.

It is impossible to maintain the integrity of such a huge palace complex without 30,000 to 50,000 guards and palace servants.

But now, there are only seven or eight old eunuchs and a hundred guards stationed in the entire Western Chu Palace. It is reasonable that the scene here is so desolate and panic.

A python as thick as a bucket was moving slowly through the weeds.

The huge palace complex had not been taken care of for many years, and it had become a paradise for wild animals. The python swam leisurely in the grass, slowly swimming towards a large lake nearby - there were a large number of fish in the lake, which were extremely fat and delicious. At night, there were large groups of small animals coming here to drink water. This was the hunting ground for this lazy python to eat every day.

The python had just passed a collapsed pavilion and slid down a dozen feet along a white jade staircase. Before it got close to the lake, a cold light suddenly flashed, and the python was evenly split into two pieces from head to tail.

Blood splattered, the remains of the python trembled wildly, and its powerful tail swung, knocking down the nearby weeds and trees. Two Yaksha warriors with three heads and six arms, wearing heavy armor and holding long swords, more than 13 feet tall, snorted coldly and kicked the remains of the python dozens of feet away.

Behind these two fierce soldiers, by the lake, on a fish-watching pavilion, there was a man named Chishe who also had three heads but eight arms, wearing a scarlet robe and nearly two meters tall. He was lazily leaning on a couch with dragon carvings on it. Surrounded by several charming women with two heads and four arms, they were busy pouring wine and meat into her mouth.

Near the soft couch in the imperial residence, dozens of huge stone desks were arranged randomly. Behind each of the stone desks, there was a general of the Tiger and Leopard Army sitting cross-legged, wearing armor, with three heads and six arms, or three heads and eight arms, or even four or five heads, with ten or twelve arms, and a height of more than three meters, with an extremely terrifying aura.

"Gudong, gulp". Bowls of liquor and pieces of animal meat were continuously swallowed by Chisheli.

She yawned with satisfaction, and reached out to pull over a two-headed, four-armed Yaksha "beautiful woman" who was not even as tall as her waist. The three heads stretched out far away at the same time, and the three bloody mouths made "smacking" sounds, continuously leaving scarlet rouge marks on the chubby face of the beautiful woman.

"Ah, the joy of the emperor is such."

A group of slim girls, obviously of Miao descent from Jiuzhou, were wearing lotus skirts, shivering, holding long-handled fans, and dancing like butterflies around flowers in front of the imperial house.

Around the waterside pavilion, a large group of three-headed, six-armed, and awe-inspiring warriors stood guard. They were wearing heavy armor, and their bloodthirsty eyes, like those of vicious wolves, greedily swept over the musicians and dancers.

For these Yaksha people, the Kyushu Miao people, who are 'petite' in figure, 'delicate' in skin, and have no body odor, and young girls who are born with a unique body fragrance, are excellent targets for them to vent their desires, regardless of gender.

In particular, the Miao people of Kyushu, both men and women, can serve as food after they get tired of playing and become disabled.

They have a mellow taste, the old ones are chewy, the middle-aged ones are plump, and the young ones are tender. Whether they are eaten raw or stewed, their flavor is excellent - especially the flesh and blood of the Kyushu Miao descendants, which has an excellent and miraculous effect on the blood evolution of the Yaksha people, comparable to a panacea.

It is said that the direct descendants of the Yaksha Palace have been eating the Kyushu Miao people as snacks since they were young. They can grab an arm or a leg and gnaw on it whenever they want. It is natural that such a strange phenomenon would occur in Chishe.

Hateful!As the most elite Tiger Guards stationed in Chujing, they only have a standard quota of Kyushu Miao people every year.

They can only legally eat one Kyushu Miao every year, and the ones they can give them are all old guys who are about to die of natural causes, and their meat is sour and smelly...

Oh, these enchanting and delicate dancers.

What a joy it would be if I could pin them to the ground, have some great pleasure first, and then, amid their inhumane screams, tear off their arms and legs and enjoy their hot flesh and blood!

Thinking of the wonderful things, the elite soldiers of the Tiger Guards began to breathe heavier.

Chisheli grinned grimly. She could feel the strong animal nature of these elite Tiger Guards that could not be concealed at all. She nodded with satisfaction, grabbed three large pieces of beast meat, and stuffed them into three bloody mouths at the same time.

After chewing it like crazy, Chisheli burst into laughter: "Oh, how happy it is. Look at this royal palace of Western Chu, it is so dilapidated and ruined. Even so, I am alone here to enjoy the moon, the wind, and the beauties, and these little fairies play music and dance. It is already a great pleasure..."

"Well, of course, it would be a joy to have a 'rich young man' who is worthy of me, a 'real hero' who is strong and muscular and can knock me to my knees with one punch. Tsk tsk... what a joy that would be."

Standing up and dropping the wine jar, Chi Sheli shook his head and said, "The robe I'm wearing is too low-grade... What I have hanging around my waist is just a golden seal... When will I be able to wear the dragon robe and hold the imperial seal in my hand?"

All around, the elite soldiers of the Huben Army looked at Chisheli with foolish looks.

To be honest, the IQ of ordinary members of the Yaksha clan is... worrying on average... Chisheli's words were certainly straightforward enough, but for these elite members of the Tiger Guards, her words were still a bit "circumventing".

Seeing that these elite Tiger Guards did not respond to his words, Chi Sheli was furious and growled in a low voice with gritted teeth: "Those old masters are right. The lower-class people of my tribe are all a bunch of uncivilized animals and idiots... When discussing important matters with you, I can't treat you as 'human beings'!"

He stamped his foot hard, and with a dull thud, his big foot blasted a huge dent in the white jade pavilion. He shouted in a stern voice, "Fools, I will give you ten times the military pay and the privilege of devouring the Miao people of Kyushu at will. Are you willing to serve me?"

As soon as Chisheli said this, the elite soldiers of the Huben Army with slightly red eyes all shuddered. Their eyes turned completely blue and red, and their breathing became extremely heavy. They began to pant like wild beasts.

"Boom, boom, boom." Near the waterside pavilion, the heartbeats of those ordinary elite soldiers of the Huben Army suddenly accelerated. The sound of their heartbeats was like beating drums, and the dense heartbeats were like thousands of horses galloping, shaking the dancers and musicians so much that they couldn't stand steadily, and all of them fell to the ground with pale faces, unable to move.

These guys were already so emotional, so uncontrollable, why didn't they bow down? Aren't the benefits I promised enough? Ten times the military pay, the right to prey on the Miao people of Kyushu, isn't this promise heavy enough?

Behind the huge stone tables, the strange-looking Tiger and Leopard Army generals acted as if nothing had happened. They opened their bloody mouths and ate meat and drank wine frantically, as if they had not seen the performance in the imperial house.

The elite of the Hu Ben Army gathered here in Chishe today include the ten captains of the Hu Ben Army and most of the captains of the thousand who are not on duty, all of whom are the real powerful generals of the Hu Ben Army. These guys are the elite of the Yaksha clan, the real high-level existence, and their brains are much smarter than those ordinary soldiers.

When Chisheli was "talking to himself" just now, saying something about "the joy of bliss", "the clothes are too simple" and "the gold seal is too meager", these guys had actually understood the implication of Chisheli's words.

As local tyrants holding real power in Chujing, although they were wary of Chisheli's bloodline, they did not take her too seriously - who could become a captain of ten thousand or a thousand men in the Huben Army without a powerful family behind him?

No matter how noble your Chisheli bloodline is, you are just the newly-arrived commander-in-chief of the Chujing Military Governorate.

If everyone gives you face, you can command all the troops around Chujing - the Tiger Guards, the Iron Wall Army, the Hunting Army, tens of millions of elite troops, all at your disposal.

No one gives you face. Bah, you are just a playboy. You can't even mobilize a single soldier in Chujing.

You can rebel...but why should our brothers in the Chujing Tiger Guard follow you?Don’t underestimate these low-level Tiger Guards. They may get so excited by your few words that they seem to be ready to draw their knives and do something with you... But without the generals who command the army speaking up, who among them dares to move a single step?Nine heads grew out of a neck, and the huge heads were pieced together in a strange mountain shape. Twenty-four arms grew out of a body that was five meters tall. The Tiger Guards general with a terrifying aura coughed heavily and said, "Do you really believe what His Highness Chisheli said? Ten times the military pay? Hunting down the villains of Kyushu at will?"

Chi Sheli smiled: "Of course I'm serious. General Hu Li Shao, the salary of the Tiger Guards is too low. Ten times is not much... As for these little people from Kyushu, aren't they born to be the tonic of our tribe and the panacea for our tribe's growth?"

The nine-headed Huli sniper grabbed a huge wine jar, moved it in front of a head, and took a big gulp. The other eight heads all showed a cold and sarcastic smile: "Your Highness Chisheli...did you drink too much?"

Hu Lishao and several captains of the Huben Army who were of similar status exchanged a glance. Their heads were shaking, and countless "damn it"s were erupting in their hearts like a volcano.

Are you all familiar with each other?You have just arrived in Chujing, less than three months ago. Where do you get the confidence to set out such a banquet tonight and say such outrageous words in front of the generals of the Huben Army?Several captains blinked their eyes and looked around.

The Western Chu Empire was founded by Xiang Yu and his clan. Interestingly, in the history books published by the Western Chu Empire, the "Hongmen Banquet" was considered a key topic. Even the Yaksha clan's dignitaries knew the cause and effect of the "Hongmen Banquet" since they were young.

Would this crazy woman in Chisheli set up a Hongmen Banquet for them?But, that’s not right!

Chisheli had just arrived, and besides a group of slaves who had served her since childhood, she only brought with her a team of 1,000 guards... It would be a joke if she dared to hold a Hongmen Banquet with only 1,000 people.

So, Chisheli, on what basis, today, tonight, at this time, with your status which is noble but useless but not very useful, you say such stupid words which are totally unreasonable, completely break the rules, and are extremely treasonous?

Chisheli sighed.

She looked at Hu Lishao, then at the generals of the Tiger Guards, and at the brave soldiers of the Tiger Guards, whose emotions were clearly aroused to the extreme, but whose bodies stood straight, as if they were iron stakes, and finally sighed quietly: "Sure enough, those old masters of Jiuzhou are very weak and pedantic, but they are really smart!"

"Well, as expected, words alone are not enough to convince you, the idiots."

Chisheli asked these Huben Army generals very seriously.

These generals of the Huben Army smiled meaningfully - ten times the military pay? Ah, the Huben Army is the strongest army around Chujing. As the real generals of the Huben Army, their families are even more powerful, and their network of connections is intricate. You, Chisheli, are bribing them with a mere ten times the military pay?

As for the privilege of hunting the Miao people of Kyushu...

For ordinary soldiers of the Tiger Guards, it is not easy to eat a Kyushu Miao, as the legal quota is only one Laobangzi every year. But for these powerful generals, the Kyushu Miao is just a daily snack.

Chi Sheli sighed and said, "Well, please name your price. All the members of the Chujing Tiger Army, what do you want to do to serve me wholeheartedly?"

Hu Lishao and several of his colleagues, the captains of ten thousand men, scratched their heads in distress.

They have so many heads, but fortunately they have even more arms. Their thick arms are dancing, and their sharp claws are scratching the scalp, making a crackling sound and even sending sparks.

Hu Lishao scratched his head for a long time, then sighed heavily: "Your Highness Chisheli, it's really boring for you to speak like this in public... Well, how about we end today's banquet? No one has been here today, and no one has had a banquet with you. How about we forget everything that happened just now?"

No matter how high the price you offer, you can't make so many generals present abandon their lives and property to join you in a rebellion... Well, that's not right. It's not a rebellion, but a struggle for power.

Chisheli is the daughter of the current Yaksha King. She is fully qualified to inherit the throne of the Yaksha King.

From this point of view, Chisheli was not rebelling... She just wanted to fight for power with her brothers and sisters. But even so, everyone was living a comfortable life, why should they make trouble with you?How much benefit can you give?

Chisheli took a deep breath and was about to speak and show his trump card when several old Yaksha eunuchs came running over with a grunt, carrying a corpse that was completely black.

"This is a slap in your face in public!"

"We can't stand this!"

(End of this chapter)