American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The gourd was invisible, yet its capacity was extraordinarily large. Anyone would know that the combined true energy of the entire Great Qi imperial family, exceeding hundreds of thousands of people, could barely fill half of it.

Although Qi Mountain's true energy was special, it only produced one drop at a time. Even with a thousand or eight hundred visits a day, it would take at least several decades to fill the gourd, so there was no need to worry for now.

He turned and left the underground palace with Eunuch Li, watching the artificial mountain return to its original position.

Qi Shan said faintly, "I have noted your contribution. You don't need to be anxious. Things will remain as they were before!"

Eunuch Li breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully bowed.

The following days returned to peace once more. The court was still in turmoil, and the world was still not very stable.

Zhang Deliang anxiously followed the news from the south while waiting for the Flying Tiger Army to assemble.

He also sent out many men to set up around the capital, wanting to find out where the Flying Tigers came from. However, after so many days, the ubiquitous surveillance had not brought a single piece of useful information.

This caused him to have doubts, wondering if the person he had met before was fake.

However, as a Grand Secretary, he possessed a certain calmness. He did not go to see Qi Shan again but chose to wait quietly.

Two weeks passed in a flash.

Yesterday evening, when people were tired and horses exhausted, and the stars and moon were asleep,

Zhang Deliang, who was lying on the couch, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes sharply turned towards a corner in the study, and he suddenly grabbed the dagger at his feet and shouted sternly, "Who's there? Get out here for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhang Deliang was startled, struck a pose, frowned, and questioned, "Who exactly are you? How dare you break into my residence!"

He shouted loudly, partly to remind the people outside and partly to embolden himself.

Although Zhang Deliang had fought on the battlefield when he was young and once dared to fight lions and tigers, refusing to admit defeat in terms of personal combat power, he was now old after all. Even a slight movement made his whole body ache, and occasionally, if he used his strength incorrectly, he would strain his back.

No matter how unwilling he was, he had to admit the truth that old age weakens bones and muscles.

Zhang Deliang scolded, carefully examining the person in front of him by the faint light.

The person in front of him was dressed strangely, wearing a full suit of armor like an Iron Float, making him tall and large, like a wall.

The helmet was huge, leaving only a slit for the eyes. Behind him, he carried a two-handed greatsword, whose length alone was more than two meters long, and the blade was extremely wide.

If it were swung on the battlefield, it would probably be a meat grinder-like killing machine.

Zhang Deliang's eyes focused on the Iron Float's chest, and he suddenly saw a familiar pattern. His body shook slightly: "Are you from the Flying Tiger Army?"

Hearing this sentence, as if he had answered the password correctly, the Iron Float in front of him finally moved.

With a clang, he knelt on one knee, smashing the ground, and a deep, cold voice came out.

"Flying Tiger Army, Third-Level Commander, Bai Jue, greets the Temporary Commander!"

Zhang Deliang was both surprised and delighted, finally waiting for someone after waiting for so long.

However, upon hearing Bai Jue's title, an unhappy expression appeared on his face. What do you mean by Temporary Commander? Who are you looking down on?

Zhang Deliang clicked his tongue a little.

"Let me interrupt with a digression. Although the title of Commander is not proper, I can still understand its meaning. Why add the word Temporary?"

"The Flying Tiger Army will always belong only to His Majesty!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Deliang's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, sure enough!

It seems that our previous guess was correct. The Flying Tiger Army is used by the royal family to suppress ministers and the world. Once something happens, the Flying Tiger Army is the royal family's trump card.

Zhang Deliang couldn't help but feel a burst of rejoicing. Fortunately, he took this opportunity to draw the trump card from the emperor. If it had been triggered at any time, it might have caused great chaos.

Zhang Deliang shook his head: "Forget it, call it whatever you want! Pass down my order, tomorrow, gather all the troops fifty miles outside the southern suburbs of the capital. After the roll call ceremony, we will set off immediately.

Gather all the generals above the ten-thousand-man commander level, I have something to order!"

Bai Jue remained motionless like a stone, as if he hadn't heard.

Zhang Deliang was silent for a while. He was really scratching his head a bit, and after a long while, he waved his hand: "That's it, you can withdraw first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Jue suddenly stood up, clenched his right fist and struck it on his chest, making a light sound of metal collision, then took two steps back and disappeared into the shadows again.

When Zhang Deliang looked closely, he found that Bai Jue had disappeared without knowing how.

He was shocked and became even more fearful of the Flying Tigers.

The next day, near noon, 300,000 soldiers, transformed into different types of troops, all covered in armor, not even revealing their faces, gathered, silently as if they were dead objects.

When Zhang Deliang arrived with his entourage, guards, and staff team, about 200 people, he was almost stunned by the scene in front of him.

There was actually a unit in the world that was all heavy infantry. Could this be the so-called Flying Tiger's might? It really lived up to its name.

Zhang Deliang's thoughts were somewhat complicated. He summoned all the Flying Tiger Army generals, wanting to promise some benefits and even tentatively win over the Flying Tiger Army.

However, all the generals were like the chief general he had seen last night, without any reaction like dead people.

As long as no orders were given, they would not even answer any questions.

This caused Zhang Deliang to be very speechless. He couldn't use his full belly of strategies. Before he could even use any divisive tactics or beauty traps, they had already been declared a failure.

His staff gradually discovered the special nature of the Flying Tiger Army. After discussing it for a while, everyone unanimously agreed that the Flying Tiger Army was the most difficult unit they had ever encountered.

There was no good way for the time being, but the journey was long, and there was still time, so let's think of a way while traveling.

In short, now that he had obtained the Flying Tiger Army, Zhang Deliang would not return it to the emperor even if he risked his old life.