Chapter 323 Wind and Tide
Chapter 323 Wind and Tide
Yuan Zhisheng walked out of the room with red eyes.
No tears were shed, but his eyes were wide open and bloodshot with the rage of the Eight Clans of Sheqi.
At such a critical time, Gen Chisei had no time to hold a funeral for Tachibana Masamune.
"Family heads, get ready and head to Swan Lake." Yuan Zhisheng gave the order.
And tried to contact the last two.
However, after calling again and again, Gen Chisei found that he could not contact Uesugi Yue.
He should have been anxious, but the death of Tachibana Masamune diluted his anxiety.
"Head, shall we start the action overnight?" asked Fuma Kotaro.
"Well, there should be enough helicopters, and some heavy weapons are needed to clear the road." Yuan Zhisheng said: "Night is the best cover."
"Then Mr. Masamune..." Miyamoto Shio hesitated to speak.
"Quick victory, solve the trouble in Hokkaido, and quickly counterattack Tokyo." Yuan Zhisheng noticed the three crows.
There are also Xia Mi and Sakurai Kogure.
The death of Tachibana Masamune brought together the top leaders of both sides, but Han Qiu disappeared.
"Crow, find a way to contact Uesugi Yue and take a team of people to guard here." Gen Chisheng ordered.
"Boss..." Crow forgot that he should address the head of the family in public, "Shouldn't I go with you?"
"You have more important things to do. Uesugi Yue has lost contact, and he is taking Eri with him. I will leave some medical staff to ensure Eri's safety."
"Okay." The crow stood at attention.
This matter is indeed important.
The safety of the young lady is related to the safety of Hokkaido.
Yuan Zhisheng realized that he was not doing his job well, but he didn't have the time to do so.
"Han Qiu went to look for them." Xia Mi suddenly said, "You don't have to worry too much."
"Mr. Han, do you know where they are?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.
"Yes." Xia Mi said, "He knows everything, and he asked me to bring you a message: Don't let sadness and anger cloud your mind. You need to calm down to see things clearly."
Han Qiu didn't expect Yuan Zhisheng to see clearly, as everything now was beyond proof.
But what needs to be said still needs to be said.
"I will thank him in person." Yuan Zhisheng said, "Please contact Han Jun and tell him the location of the god. I will wait for him there."
"He may not be able to make it in time, but I am enough." Xia Mi replied.
Yuan Zhisheng nodded, led the head of the family through the crowd, and began to prepare for the final attack.
In this competition of time, the Sheqi Eight Clans won.
As for Uesugi Yue and Eri, Gen Chisei's worries disappeared because of Han Qiu's action.
Mr. Masamune's words before his death made Minamoto Chisei trust this guy with dreams even more.
The anger shook the sky, and the drizzle suddenly became heavier.
An emergency notice was playing on the screen at the front desk, an unprecedented storm was about to sweep across Hokkaido, and the host advised residents to stay at home and not go out casually.
As the householders made their arrangements according to Yuan Zhisheng's instructions and as weapon-equipped vehicles left the street one after another, Yuan Zhisheng sat on the rooftop.
The snow had been cleared and the huge umbrella was tilted slightly by the raindrops.
The priests knelt around Yuan Zhisheng, waiting for arrangements.
The situation is as unpredictable as the weather.
The sudden emergency transfer left everyone a little overwhelmed, and then they mourned after knowing the specific situation.
Tonight is a night of mourning for Tachibana Masamune. The former patriarch made great sacrifices for the Eight Snake Families and obtained the most crucial information.
It is also a tribute to the Kanto branch.
The shrine is in Tokyo, and the priests have lost the cage that confined them.
They were not good people, but evildoers. The sins they had committed had forced them to redeem themselves by guarding the tablets of their ancestors.
Now that they are not in Tokyo, they have nothing to protect.
But Yuan Zhisheng is here, which means that the souls of the ancestors of the Eight Clans of Sheqi are here.
With elite fearless warriors, priests only need to do their job as priests.
"I can't tell where my life will go, but I can't rule out the possibility of death. As the 74th head of the Snake Family, there are things I must do." Yuan Zhisheng looked at the priests and said, "Record my words. If I don't come back, the relevant rituals can be omitted."
"If I die, the power of the head of the family will be handed over to Ryoma Genichirō."
Minamoto no Chisei did not arrange for Ryoma Genichirō to go to the battlefield with him, as he remained as the head of the family behind in the base camp.
The head of the Longma family would be a qualified patriarch and would be more suitable than himself to lead the family for the rest of the journey.
"He will serve as the 75th head of the family. At the same time, the Snake Eight Clan will once again exist as a Japanese branch. We can accept humiliation for a while, but it won't be permanent. I believe that even though I may fail, the younger generations of the family will surely succeed."
"As the next director of the Executive Bureau, Crow has always wanted to change the name of the Executive Bureau, but now it seems that there is not that much time."
Yuan Zhisheng spoke slowly, arranging everything properly while also taking into account the speed at which the priest could record.
Regarding the post-war arrangements, the worst outcome, he gave the most appropriate solution.
They were all good young men, and some of them were the ones who had resisted with all their might when Inuyama Kazuo and Miyamoto Shio pretended to rebel as planned. Those guys were now being held in the shelter with the ghosts.
Yuan Zhisheng revealed the locations of those shelters.
These are the worst-case plans, and the priests know that they may not be used.
They also hope that these arrangements will not be implemented.
But Yuan Zhisheng had to make such arrangements.
The rain was terribly heavy and violent like a ferocious beast.
At the end of Minamoto Chisei's death, the Minamoto family's Rindo family crest was left.
He stood up and walked into the rain, with a priest following him with an umbrella.
At the edge of the rooftop, he saw the lights of helicopters flashing in the sky and dozens of armored vehicles flying away.
Sakura flew the last helicopter above Minamoto no Chisei, lowered the rope ladder and waited.
Yuan Zhisheng lit a cigarette and called Han Qiu.
After the call was connected, he heard a chaotic noise, the sound of water splashing in puddles, and the sound of heavy rain hitting the roof.
"Han Jun."
He was interrupted by Han Qiu before he could finish his words.
"Gen Chisheng, you are a fucking idiot. Stop talking nonsense to me. I'm on my way to find Uesugi Yue and Eri. I'll be there soon." Han Qiu cursed, "I know you have gathered people and are on your way to Swan Lake. I can't persuade you, and I'm too lazy to persuade you. I made some mistakes and gave the ghosts a chance to react. I apologize, but you have to apologize too. You are not a decent partner at all."
Yuan Zhisheng remained silent. He didn't understand Han Qiu's scolding.
"Mr. Masamune is dead." He spoke slowly.
"I know. Please accept my condolences. Now is not the time to think about this matter. Face the final war well and protect yourself. I have instructed Jörmungandr to protect you. Don't act on impulse. Our cooperation is still going on. With Jörmungandr, the gods will be completely killed and your curse will be lifted." Han Qiu said, "I will rush over as soon as possible."
In fact, Han Qiu also had certain concerns. Herzog dared to self-destruct and sacrifice his position as God to deceive the idiots of the Eight Clans of Sheqi for the last time, which showed that he had confidence.
According to the timeline, God is not yet ready to complete the ritual.
But Han Qiu also understood that if too much had changed, the ending might not be the same as before.
No one has said it, it must be the original plot.
But people don’t change, Herzog is still Herzog.
"Thank you, Mr. Han." Yuan Zhisheng expressed his gratitude in a calm tone.
"Thank you after I win," said Han Qiu.
"Mr. Masamune's words reminded me. At the same time, during the cooperation, I can feel that you have been protecting the Eight Snake Families and those kind-hearted ghosts. The hybrids from all over the world are coming. I have arranged an evacuation route and will escape from Hokkaido by helicopter..."
Yuan Zhisheng talked too much nonsense and Han Qiu couldn't stand it any more.
"Don't act like you're going to lose. That's impossible. We will definitely win. I'll give you what I promised you. Don't be afraid that I might suddenly turn against you." Han Qiu paused. "Do you believe me?"
"I believe it. But I want to ask, why? Is it worth it to work so hard on yourself?"
"I've said before, you have your justice, I have my ideals. I've been dealing with myself for a long time, and I'd rather be myself."
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