A look of embarrassment crossed his face as he looked at Guan Chang. "Brother, I'm hungry. Do you have any food left?"
When traveling, the Yan Yun cavalry never easily ate other people's food; they always carried their own rations.
This time, it was a sudden turn of events. They had originally expected to hunt some game in a forest by this time, but they hadn't anticipated this situation.
"Have your men prepare food!"
Guan Chang had no food on him. He had no choice but to ask the King of Tianzhu to send people to get food.
Soon, platters of food, distinctly characteristic of Tianzhu, were served to the Yan Yun cavalry.
Zhang De's nose twitched, and he looked surprised. "To be honest, these guys make surprisingly fragrant food."
Then he looked at the soldiers serving the food. "You, did you spit in my food? Come on, take a bite to show me."
The Tianzhu soldier, terrified, quickly shook his head, indicating that he would never spit in the food. He then sampled a bit from each dish.
After a while, seeing the soldier unharmed, Zhang De casually grabbed a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth. As he chewed, his brow furrowed.
It smelled good, but why did it taste so strange?
"General Zhang!"
Xuan Miao, who was carrying goods outside, suddenly called out to Zhang De.
"What is it? You want to eat too?"
"No, no, no. This humble monk advises General Zhang not to eat these things. The people of Tianzhu like to add cow dung to their food."
"Pfft~~!"
Hearing this, Zhang De, who was chewing chicken, spat it out.
He stared at Xuan Miao with wide eyes. "Cow dung? In the food?"
"General Zhang may not know, but the people of Tianzhu are fond of this."
Xuan Miao quickly explained.
Well, now the prepared food couldn't be eaten either. Zhang De felt insulted and slapped the King of Tianzhu across the face.
*Slap!*
It was a crisp sound!
The King of Tianzhu was bewildered, having no idea why he had been hit.
After Zhang De struck, he turned and descended the steps. Watched by thousands of Tianzhu people, he walked towards a bull that had just been ridden.
The vicinity of the palace was crowded with people, and these bulls were also within the crowd. Moreover, they were carefully selected and trained mounts, so they had not gone mad due to the previous fighting.
He spun his Mo Dao, raised it high, and brought it down with force.
The bull's head was severed before it could even let out a cry.
This blow caused an uproar among the surrounding Tianzhu people.
In an instant, the Tianzhu soldiers, who had been docile, rioted. They picked up the weapons they had dropped, disregarded the safety of the King of Tianzhu, and directly attacked Zhang De.
Zhang De merely paused for a moment before counterattacking.
"Damn it, I don't care why you're fighting. If you dare to fight, don't blame me for killing!"
Xuan Miao walked speechlessly to Guan Chang's side.
"General Guan, the people of Tianzhu believe in Buddhism and they revere cows. Killing a cow in front of them is akin to cursing them to their faces in Datang."
"Hahaha! Just as I intended!"
Before Guan Chang could speak, Bai Song, holding his Mo Dao, charged towards Zhang De.
He showed no mercy to anyone who dared to wield a weapon.
Having held back for a year, he finally had a chance to vent.
As a descendant of Bai Qi, the martial arts passed down from his ancestors were too fierce. If not released in time, they would backfire.
He had waited for this moment for too long.
With Zhang De and Bai Song taking action, the other Yan Yun cavalry simply stood by the palace gates, watching coldly.
"Mere scraps."
Blood flowed down the steps.
The soldiers who attacked them piled up higher and higher. Gradually, the Tianzhu soldiers became terrified.
The scene then was far more shocking than when they charged on horseback at the city gates.
The corpses around the two formed a circle, and no one could approach within two meters of them!
The Tianzhu soldiers cried out and scattered, no longer daring to draw their blades.
*Clang~~*
The sound of weapons hitting the ground echoed for a long time.
They could ignore the life and death of the King of Tianzhu and fight for cows over the Yan Yun cavalry.
However, when faced with certain death, they could only choose to retreat.
No matter how revered the cows were, their own lives were more important.
Bai Song flexed his slightly sore wrist, looked at the retreating Tianzhu soldiers, smiled, walked up to a cow, directly severed its head, and then waited for someone to cause trouble.
However, to his disappointment, besides glaring angrily, those people took no further action.
"Damn, a bunch of cowards! They're being cursed at their faces and still just watching!"
The beef was cut into pieces and roasted, its dripping oil making the flames burn even more fiercely.
Zhang De took out a cloth bag from his embrace, opened it, and sprinkled a handful of spices onto it.
A rich aroma of meat wafted through the air outside the palace.
Due to their religious beliefs, the people of Tianzhu never ate beef, and they had never smelled this unique fragrance.
Watching the Yan Yun cavalry feast, and the aroma of meat drilling into their nostrils, the Tianzhu soldiers involuntarily swallowed.
At this moment, they began to doubt their faith.
Was it right to starve themselves rather than drive away the cows that ate their crops in the fields?
After eating their fill, Xuan Miao and his men had almost finished looting the palace's treasures.
Gold, silver, and copper coins, when converted to Datang copper coins, amounted to over three million guan. Coupled with the jewels and jade, they filled more than seven hundred ox-drawn carts!
"Brother, this much, how do we take it back?"
Zhang De stared at the lines of ox carts, dumbfounded. With just their twenty-odd people, they couldn't possibly transport it all back!
Even if they asked the King of Tianzhu to help recruit soldiers for transportation, if the soldiers revolted along the way, the losses would be too great!
Not only him, but Guan Chang and the others were also beginning to worry.
Too much money, can't take it all, what a headache!
"Third Master."
Just then, Xiao Dou Ya called out weakly from the side.
"What is it?"