Wang Zhifan was naturally willing to accept the idea of this earth elent Mage player wanting to join him, but he did not fully trust soone he had only known for a few days. He decided to let him parachute into a recently established ordinary army to help out, rather than directly entering his core group.
The player seed to understand that trust wasn’t built in a day or two and didn’t object to this arrangent. On the sa day, he went to mingle with the grassroots army and native soldiers, and later, it was heard that he was getting along quite well there.
"I hope this guy is genuinely coming to join . With his help, it will definitely be easier to clear this instance... But I can’t completely rule out that he might have other intentions."
Wang Zhifan, lacking the ability to see through people’s hearts, could only adopt such a thod of acceptance. On the day the Mage joined, he sent out a Dream Avatar to secretly monitor the other party and also instructed a few confidants to watch for any abnormal behavior, to prevent this person from trying to stir up any trouble.
Of course, to avoid offending this player who might be sincerely seeking refuge, Wang Zhifan was particularly careful when arranging for his avatars and subordinates to monitor his behavior. They were instructed to do so from a great distance or investigate indirectly. As long as the Mage didn’t show any suspicious behavior after so ti, Wang Zhifan would be open to gradually integrating him into his core team.
Thus, ti passed by day by day.
During these days, Wang Zhifan still spent most of his ti cultivating. The rest of the ti, he discussed external developnts and dominance strategies with several of his subordinates, occasionally inspecting the training of the new army or chatting with the young Mage who sought refuge in him a couple of tis.
If he had to use so appropriate phrases to describe how he felt during this ti, it would be calm on the surface but turbulent underneath. This was because his subordinates had detected various signs that Tao Country’s patience was wearing thin. Although their control over Old Yin Country was now largely stable, elevating this rule to a higher level would inevitably require a major war to facilitate.
Finally, on the day it was about a month since Wang Zhifan settled in the new capital, war broke out. Tao Country declared a full-scale war on the pretext of avenging Feng Country, not only dispatching the reportedly strongest Zutao Army but also sending multiple other troops to various battlefields, creating a situation where the large-scale war erupted on multiple fronts simultaneously, clearly aiming to make it challenging for Wang Zhifan to manage all fronts.
"Report! Zutao Army from Tao Country is advancing towards the old capital! The old capital’s defense troops have retreated as ordered!"
"Report! Several border towns have been attacked by the Terracotta Army! Local defense troops are fully defending and urgently need reinforcents!"
"Report! Mr. Sun was assassinated by a mysterious Assassin during the march! The army urgently needs a new leader!"
"Report! Mr. Han was assassinated by a mysterious killer in the barracks! The barracks have mutinied!"
...
At this mont, in the grand hall of Feng Country’s new capital, Wang Zhifan sat high on the throne, listening to the series of urgent ssages being relayed below, his expression growing increasingly grim.
"What is the origin of the Assassin who killed Mr. Sun? Were any clues discovered?"
What displeased him most at the mont was that one of his trusted young generals brought out from Feng Country was suddenly assassinated, and it happened during the march, killed by a mysterious person. This led him to so unpleasant associations.
"Report to Your Majesty! Mr. Sun died suddenly with his head exploding while riding! No sight of the Assassin was seen! I’m afraid it’s the work of a foreign sorcerer!"
Upon hearing Wang Zhifan’s inquiry, a small soldier responsible for reporting in the grand hall quickly replied.
"What about Mr. Han? What happened to him?"
As soon as he heard the head exploded, Wang Zhifan basically figured out who was behind the foul play, but he didn’t lose his composure and continued to inquire about the situation of another slain general.
"Mr. Han was reportedly found dead in the barracks, bleeding from the seven orifices with a smile on his face! As the camp has already mutinied, there is currently no more accurate news!"
Another ssenger continued to answer, as he was responsible for bringing this urgent news.
However, before Wang Zhifan could respond to his answer, another ssenger rushed into the grand hall, half-kneeling on the ground, urgently shouting to Wang Zhifan on the throne:
"Report! Mr. Liou was attacked by an Assassin on his way to the battlefield! He is now in a coma!"
"..."
Even though he sowhat anticipated these developnts, Wang Zhifan still felt a block in his heart. For a mont, he regretted not sending avatars to protect these trusted generals. However, this wasn’t due to his inaction; there were simply too many places he needed to watch over, and each place was quite far apart. His energy and avatars were insufficient to cover every area. Besides, if every general required his protection, future wars might beco unmanageable.
"That Mage suddenly disappeared from the army I was monitoring just now... He probably reached his goal and used a Teleportation Scroll or sothing to slip away."
Currently, Wang Zhifan had only dispatched two avatars. One was secretly guarding his highly relied upon old minister, who was currently in the new capital handling logistics, with no particular incident. The other was secretly monitoring the Mage player who sought refuge. However, this Mage player suddenly vanished from the army during the earlier reporting by the ssengers, and even the avatar following him from afar couldn’t sense his presence anymore.
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