More people ca to their senses and shouted in unison. Vibos savored this mont, knowing that not long ago he was just a security chief being insulted by soone flaunting their credentials at a banquet hall. Yet within hours, he rose to beco the Commander of the Revolutionary Army. This feeling of wielding power made Vibos sowhat fluttery.
"We vow to follow the Commander unto death!"
"Isn’t this bad?"
At this mont, a dissenting voice arose, as soone stood up.
"The Chairman’s fate is uncertain, and the generals on the front lines are fighting Firefly’s forces tooth and nail. At such tis, we should fulfill our duties and stabilize the situation."
"If this unverified news isn’t handled well, it’s treason! We’ll all lose our heads!"
Soone echoed.
Vibos laughed with anger and slamd the table:
"Even if they aren’t dead, so what? Failure is called treason, success is called revolution!"
"Look at the Revolutionary Army under those incompetent leaders—it’s beco what it is today precisely because of that damned lunatic Siphaun. How can you achieve a revolution with such vermin?"
"What is Jiulong’s saying?" Vibos shouted, neck bulging, "It’s called accepting duty in the face of defeat, following orders amidst crisis!"
"At this mont, we must unite. Since this battle will be lost by us no matter what, we should preserve our forces for future plans."
"Think carefully, isn’t that the case?"
"Commander, are we to order their retreat?"
"What do you an by ordering a retreat?" Vibos questioned, "This is a strategic withdrawal of the front lines."
"Imdiately communicate to all Revolutionary Army, Commander needs to speak directly with those officers!"
A subordinate, eager to please Vibos, shouted.
"Understood!"
A silent consensus was reached, and everyone moved in unison.
As long as Vibos could take over the Commander’s position, they would naturally rise to power after the war ended. As for all the revolutionary achievents and lost occupied areas to date?
It had nothing to do with them. Even if Firefly launches a full counterattack in the future, so what?
As long as they could enjoy a few months of revelry, death ant nothing—they would die without regret.
Besides, it’s called a tactical retreat, for the future counteroffensive.
As for whether those leaders are convinced, it’s irrelevant. They may not be good at commanding battles, but their expertise lies in political purges. Gathering evidence, forcing confessions, and pinning charges—they’re well-practiced.
Once those who are not convinced are gradually eliminated, those remaining will naturally endure all of this.
Ultimately, slogans like freedom and dignity—only fools would shout them, right?
Quickly, Vibos’s figure appeared before the ranks of leaders.
Seeing Vibos, many savvy leaders imdiately recognized what was happening, while so young officers voiced their doubts.
"Vibos, with such a chaotic situation, why are you communicating to all units?"
"Surely you know the battlefield conditions, don’t you?"
Vibos cleared his throat, intending to give his prepared speech, when a calm and steady female voice interrupted.
"It was I who sent the communications to you."
Hearing the familiar voice, Vibos was slightly stunned, forgetting his lines. After seeing the blond-haired girl, his expression twisted even further.
On the screen, Xu Xiaoyou wore a black and white formal suit, adorned with a delicate flower collar. Her luminous eyes shone in the darkness, and her crisp and slightly hoarse voice oddly offered a sense of reassurance.
"Who are you?" Vibos shouted.
"As you see, I am Princess, the Commander of the Revolutionary Army."
"Impossible!" Vibos stood up. "The lady Commander is dead, killed by Firefly! You’re that damned impostor!"
"Look at this—she’s dressed exactly like that impersonator at the banquet, so flamboyant, does she think we’re fools?"
Vibos raised his voice further, looking extrely agitated.
"Princess is dead?" Xu Xiaoyou’s voice rose, "Killed by Firefly?
"May I ask, Minister, how did you learn of this news without any of us knowing?"
"Could it be, you have so private connections with people over at Firefly?"
Vibos was montarily speechless, resorting to increasing his volu:
"See, she even admits it. Princess is dead; she’s just the impostor!"
"When did I ever say Princess was dead?"
"Can’t you distinguish between a rhetorical question, or...?"
In the darkness, Xu Xiaoyou slowly walked out, step by step approaching Vibos.
"Don’t you recognize who’s standing in front of you?"
Vibos suddenly widened his eyes.
The situation instantly reversed!
Everyone was stunned, completely unclear about the unfolding scene, bewildered by what was happening.
He looked toward the blond girl on the screen, then toward Xu Xiaoyou before him, unable to trust his eyes!
The golden-haired girl inside the Grand International Hotel was in formal dress, while the one standing before him wore a long skirt. Her appearance and temperant were identical to that Commander.
Yes.
The one who went to the Grand International Hotel with Angelina was Xu Xiaoyou’s substitute.
She had said.
Princess was never an individual person.
But the Savior of the Revolutionary Army.
Only those with the ability to beco the Savior are Princess.
Besides her, all others were impostors.
"Kill...kill her!"
In a blank state of mind, Vibos instinctively ordered his n.
Behind Xu Xiaoyou, nurous ard figures rushed into the room, and before Vibos’s team could draw their guns, they swiftly eliminated them, ensuring not a single drop of blood stained her dress.
Vibos was driven mad with fear by the sudden turn of events and shrunk into a corner as Xu Xiaoyou gradually approached.
"Don’t kill , give a chance, Commander, I promise..."
"I gave you your chance."
Xu Xiaoyou declared, raising her hand before the panic-stricken Vibos. Vibos instantaneously ignited, letting out a tornted scream before turning into a charred shell.
The situation settled, all dissenting voices were purged.
Fate’s hand lifted the crown and placed it back upon Xu Xiaoyou’s head.
The leaders on the communication channel fell silent for a while.
Soone spoke first, voice respectful.
"Welco back, Commander."
"We vow to follow your footsteps unto death, Commander!"
They echoed.
For they knew, whether this blonde girl was or wasn’t truly the Savior Princess, her charm now far surpassed that of Princess herself.
Only she could lead the Revolutionary Army out of their dire straits.
"Set those useless words aside." Xu Xiaoyou waved her hand, "Listen carefully."
"I order the entire Revolutionary Army."
As Lu Shuhang, monitoring communications, clenched his teeth, certain that Xu Xiaoyou would command the retreat of those transporting the black box, leaving Mu Yaoyin imdiately, what he heard next caused his pupils to tremble.
"Escort all transport teams with full strength, no matter the cost. Rendezvous at Mu Yaoyin in two hours!"
Lu Shuhang heard Xu Xiaoyou’s final words, small yet booming like thunder in his ears.
"Lu Shuhang, I await you at Mu Yaoyin."
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