692: Chapter 141 Whose World_1 692: Chapter 141 Whose World_1 Yingge City.
In the sky stirred by the biting northern wind, a slender figure sped forth.
Those on the city tower had already noticed his approach.
Zhu Weiwo remained seated, the Ember Ending Lance across his knees, his gaze unwavering.
Instead, it was the head of the Procuratorate who turned around to et the newcor.
“What brings you here?” His voice rose from beneath the mask, an icy reception.
Li Jianqiu’s face gradually beca clear under the shroud of night.
He flew directly to the high tower and solemnly paid his respects, “Greetings, Head.”
He then called out to Zhu Weiwo, “I’ve seen Brother Zhu.”
Zhu Weiwo rely gestured with a raised hand, indicating there was no need for such formality.
Accustod to Zhu Weiwo’s temperant, Li Jianqiu didn’t take offense.
He retrieved a black square token from his bosom and presented it with both hands to the head of the Procuratorate, “Minister Dong commanded to deliver this token to you, saying you would know what arrangents to make.”
“Hmm?”
The Head’s tone held a hint of perplexity.
He reached out to take the black square token, “Did he not say anything else?”
Li Jianqiu pondered for a mont, “He only ntioned that the military situation was urgent and instructed to deliver it as quickly as possible.”
The black square token was taken into hand.
No sooner had it touched his palm than it soundlessly fell apart, turning into a handful of black dust and slipping away with the wind!
The Head fell silent for a long mont, then closed his hand, capturing the last bits of the token’s dust in his palm.
“Minister Dong has been sacrificed,” he said.
Li Jianqiu was stunned in place.
Zhu Weiwo, on the other hand, seized the Ember Ending Lance and abruptly soared from the city tower.
His voice rang out sharp as gunfire, “I return to Xin’an!”
The tip of the lance ignited a fla that imdiately enveloped his entire body.
Like a teor, he crossed the Southern Boundary of Zhuang Country.
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In front of Suolong Gate.
Atop the high platform constructed by the Zhuang Army, Du Ruhui, who was discussing military affairs with Zhuang Gaoxian, suddenly fell silent.
Zhuang Gaoxian glanced over and saw a small seal forming and solidifying at Du Ruhui’s waist.
The Chancellor’s Seal of Zhuang Country.
It should have been on Minister Dong Ah, who was stationed in Xin’an City to stabilize the rear.
Now that it had returned to Du Ruhui, it indicated only one thing—Dong Ah was dead.
The Vice-Chancellor stationed in the capital of Zhuang Country had died!
Setting aside the emotional aspect, just considering the situation, it was a disastrously bad piece of news.
What state was the rear in now?
Was there any chance of turning things around?
“Master Du, you cannot go back,” Zhuang Gaoxian said.
Unable to discern how Dong Ah had died, and unclear about the current situation in Xin’an City—it could very well be a trap.
If Du Ruhui used his Divine Skill to return and found himself ensnared on the spot, then there would be no need to continue this war.
For the Zhuang Army, Du Ruhui, imbued with top-level Divine Skills, was unquestionably an indispensable core combatant.
His Divine Skills were potent enough to allow him freedom of movent most of the ti, but it all hinged on one condition: he must not be led by the nose.
With Du Ruhui’s wisdom, of course he understood this principle.
So he said only, “There is no more ti!
We can’t keep waiting!”
This national war had been years in the making for them, the monarch and his minister, simulating countless scenarios.
Naturally, they had also prepared many contingencies.
However, most of those asures required ti to implent.
For instance, amongst the loyalist forces of Yong Country rushing from all over, there were spies from Zhuang Country, poised to turn against their allies in the heat of battle.
For instance, nobles from Yong Country like Yao Qi, dissatisfied with Han Yin, might still be persuaded.
At least in a stalemate or a winning battle, the chances were significant.
For example…
But now, with Minister Dong Ah, who was overseeing the rear, dead, they had lost the luxury of ti.
Ti no longer stood with them but favored Han Yin.
Because at this very mont, they knew nothing about the current state of Xin’an City.
Although Du Ruhui possessed the supre Divine Skill “Zhi Chi Tian Ya,” he dared not rashly return for a re glimpse.
The responsibility he bore was of imnse gravity and did not allow for even the slightest risk outside of the Zhuang Yong battlefield.
And once the news of the Vice-Chancellor’s death spread, the blow to the morale of the Zhuang Country’s troops would be devastating.
If the assassin was a powerful agent sent by Yong Country, they would certainly be eager to publicize this event.
The Zhuang Army had no ti to hesitate.
Du Ruhui and Zhuang Gaoxian saw everything very clearly.
No matter what happened within Zhuang Country’s borders, even if the worst-case scenario unfolded, with Mo Country and Cheng Country joining forces, capturing Xin’an City, and suddenly destroying the rear of Zhuang Country’s main army, leaving Xin’an City unable to send out any ssages.
As long as they captured Suolong Gate, they would still have strategic space.
Gathering an army of three hundred thousand to take over the Heaven’s Fate Manor, it was not impossible to establish a country right there.
Taking Suolong Gate had always been their steadfast strategic goal.
Now, it had beco their only choice!
A life-and-death decision!
Zhuang Gaoxian’s gaze swept across the battlefield, over Du Ruhui, Huangfu Duanming, Duan Li, and He Badao.
On this battlefield, among the three hundred thousand troops of Zhuang Country, only they were aware of the crisis in Xin’an City.
Each person’s expression was grave, but not a single one showed fear.
These were his civil and military ministers, the swords in his hands, the knives for slaying his enemies.
The iron ruler nad “Dong Ah” had already broken, but the rest would still resolutely charge towards the future.
A future that was rising, blazing bright.
“Co.
Let us forget all preparations, all backups.”
“Let us abandon all illusions, all hopes.”
“Do not concern ourselves with whether our Navy wins or loses, or whether Jingguo can break through the siege of An City.”
“We only have ourselves.”
“Zhuang Country only has us.”
“Before Suolong Gate, there is only Zhuang Yong!”
“This is the centuries-old hatred between Zhuang Country and Yong Country, this is a life-and-death war between Zhuang Country and Yong Country.”
“Zhuang Country and Yong Country, one must perish in this battle.
And I believe, Zhuang Country will certainly not be the one to fall!”
Zhuang Gaoxian cast aside his gentle, affluent idler deanor, and his aura turned domineering, untad, flamboyant, and ferocious.
“Du Ruhui, heed my command!”
Du Ruhui knelt down before him; in this mont, there were no teachers or students, only monarch and subject: “Your subject is here!”
“I order you to roam the Yong Territory, disrupt their critical junctures, and cripple the land of Yong.
Should you be intercepted, you are to tie up as many of the God Arrives Yong Lords as possible!”
“Your subordinate heeds the command!” Du Ruhui stood up, his whole being emanating a solemn killing intent, and with one step, he was already on his way.
“Huangfu Duanming, heed my command!”
“Your subject is here!”
“I command you to lead the main army, launch a strong assault, and put enough pressure on the Yong Army.
We break through the gate tonight, if any God Arrives Yong Lords co out of the gate to engage in battle, you must slay them!”
Huangfu Duanming gripped his gate sword firmly, responding with a resounding voice: “Your general obeys the command!”
He then, following the montum, sared the gate sword with his palm, his hand’s fresh blood gushed out, and he made a vow on the spot: “In this battle, either I break my sword before the gate or plant my sword atop the city tower!”
“Duan Li, He Badao, heed my command!”
Duan Li and He Badao knelt down together: “Your subjects are here!”
“I order you two to mobilize the Jiujiang Xuan Armor and Baiyu armies, block the Yong Lords as much as possible, regardless of the cost.
Clear the way for against Han Yinzhi!”
Without a mont’s hesitation, they both declared in unison: “Your generals obey the command!
We are willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty!”
Only then did Zhuang Gaoxian unfurl his sleeves and turn to face the towering Suolong Gate, as if staring down that monarch of Yong Country who had been in power for hundreds of years.
“Hasn’t Han Yin always wanted an opportunity to kill ?”
“I’ll give him that chance!”
“Let us see.”
“Whose world will it be within this realm today!”
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ps: Yesterday when I talked about the ending, it was the ending of the Heroes Volu, not the entirety of The Loyal Heart…
Indeed, I’ve had many thoughts of giving up, but all were ultimately crushed by my passion.
I won’t leave the story unfinished.
There are still savings, and I still have the determination.
If I truly cannot continue, I will inform everyone in advance, I won’t just disappear without a word.
I am soone who appreciates ceremonial formality.
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