After speaking, the call ended, and the virtual figure of King Lionheart disappeared.
From beginning to end, he did not care about his eldest son’s life or death.
Because King Lionheart knew, if he couldn’t handle this matter well, Caesar might not be able to return.
Shen Wuxiang looked at Prince Caesar, remaining silent for a long ti.
"General, you saw it too... I truly didn’t know about it. Not only did I not know, but even my father didn’t know..." Prince Caesar explained hastily.
He saw the murderous intent in Shen Wuxiang’s eyes.
Shen Wuxiang smiled, speaking, "Have you ever read ’The Thirty-Six Stratagems’?"
"Yes, that was a great military treatise that appeared before the great catastrophe of the Blue Period."
"Then you must know, inside it, there’s a tactic called ’Bitter at Strategy’... Who can guarantee that you’re not using this Bitter at Strategy?"
"The eldest son is responsible for scheming, the younger son is responsible for seizing land... King Lionheart has quite the cunning plan."
"Moreover, such a big commotion, if not for the tacit consent of the Royal Family, how could the Sea God Fleet appear in our North Sea Domain so easily?"
"General, please believe in my sincerity, I’ve always supported you. At the ti, when father asked for our opinions, I stood by your side. I said, if there would be a final victor, that person would definitely be General Shen."
"Father also believed in my judgnt, thus he sent with his regards and sincerity to visit the General. However, my brother... that foolish Philip, he actually believed that Tang Fei could achieve victory..."
"Everything was done secretly by him, neither my father nor I knew... Please believe , and believe my father."
"I know my father’s temperant, he said he will give you an explanation... he will not disappoint the General."
"It’s best to keep it that way." Shen Wuxiang heavily patted Prince Caesar’s shoulder, saying, "You don’t have much ti left."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Prince Caesar was sweating profusely on his forehead, his body felt as if it was in a state of exhaustion.
This scher, holding imnse military power, had an aura not a bit inferior to his father.
Standing in front of them always felt like an imposing mountain rushing towards them.
"Your Highness..." Puge got up from the ground.
"Quickly gather information, I need to know everything."
"Yes."
Shen Wuxiang quickly walked towards the General Staff, asking, "Have we made contact with the Beihai Fleet?"
"We have tried to contact the Beihai Fleet and the stationed troops at Liyu Port, but unfortunately, they are still in silent mode, no response." The confidential secretary Chen Muzi replied in a deep voice.
"What’s the reaction from Shang Jinghai?"
Shang Jinghai is the commander of the Northern War Zone, and the Beihai Fleet was attacked. Most importantly, Crown Prince Shen Xinglan faced danger. If he had no reaction, it would be absurd.
He can still distinguish the importance of things.
"The Northern War Zone has already dispatched three fleet formations heading towards Liyu Port at full speed, led personally by the commander of the Beihai Fleet, Yu Youming, to aid them..."
"The Star Map taken by the Starlink shows that the cannon towers of Liyu Port and the locked directions of the Beihai Fleet are all towards Feng City..."
"Did Shen Xinglan go to Feng City?"
"Yes."
"Were Shen Anyuan and Ji Yunfeng killed?"
"Killed. The General ordered the cha warriors to publicly execute the two traitors."
Shen Wuxiang was silent for a while, then said, "Indeed, he acted ruthlessly this ti..."
This question, Chen Muzi dared not answer.
He also dared not answer.
Shen Wuxiang took long strides into the staff room, the senior officers and staff stood up collectively to greet him.
"Military Minister."
Shen Wuxiang ignored the courtesies and directly issued orders, "Chen Delin, the Southern Military District deploys heavy troops to pressure Zhao Ling area. I don’t care what thods you use, do not let any team from Zhao Ling escape."
"Yes." Chen Delin loudly accepted the order.
"Shen Hutou, how did Lu Zhiyong from the Barren Land beco the deputy commander of the Dushan Army? How did they send people and equipnt out?"
"Such a big mishap has occurred, you can’t escape the bla... I order you to conduct the most intense artillery bombardnt on the Barren Land, finding their research base and arsenal as much as possible... They’ve lived too comfortably."
"Yes." Shen Hutou blushed with sha, solemnly pledging under military order: "If the Barren Land sends another person or gun away, I will co with my head."
After saluting, he left with large strides.
He was of Shen Family’s Direct Lineage, so he had to set an example.
"Bai Xingjian, lead two divisions and the Kunpeng cha Team to support Liyu Port."
He paused and said softly, "No matter what, bring the soldiers back."
"Yes." Bai Xingli loudly accepted the order.
He knew very well that whether or not the soldiers could be brought back was unimportant, but he must bring Shen Xinglan back.
Shen Wuxiang looked around, saying deeply, "Bandits collaborated with the Aus Empire to attack the Beihai Fleet and seize Liyu Port... Feng City is in a crisis, Liyu Port is about to fall."
"They can’t be given more ti. The longer it drags on, the more opportunities they’ll get."
"Everyone, put down the arrogance, put down all the luck... Prepare for a deadly battle."
"Sweep away all the evil spirits with thunderous force."
"Yes."
Everyone responded in unison.
Shen Wuxiang stood before the multi-dinsional electronic map, deeply gazing at the place marked ’Feng City’.
He knew, Shen Xinglan was in extre danger.
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Shen Xinglan knew, when fighting Tang Fei, he must use every ans possible.
Don’t be modest, don’t be courteous, don’t drop the white gloves...
And definitely don’t wait for him to attack first.
Repeated failures made him thoroughly understand Tang Fei’s character and combat style:
Ah, such a painful realization
You were once my everything
Only when I look back on every step I’ve taken
Did I realize how lonely they were
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When Tang Fei drew his sword, Shen Xinglan moved simultaneously.
The mont the Taia Sword was unsheathed, the illusory Golden Crow tore through the clouds, nine suns erged from the spine of the sword.
The Great Sun Buddha Sword Technique!
This was also the ninth realm of the Great Sun Buddha Sword Technique, nine rounds of suns shining high above, as if burning with nine suns.
Golden Crow Illuminates the World.
Feng City was near the sea, located on the shore of the North Sea.
So the air was moist, shrouded in mist.
The swordsman’s body stead with crimson mist, each step left red footprints in the air, and the sword’s edge turned the surrounding mist into a torrent of red-golden flow.
This sword, was the sword of great struggle.
Also, an unparalleled sword.
It was the ’death sword’ comprehended by Shen Xinglan after his features were ruined, sealing his heart, locking his nature, and undergoing secluded cultivation.
This sword was ant only for Tang Fei.
Tang Fei’s swordsmanship, in complete contrast.
Agile and ghostly, making it impossible to catch.
His Yin Qi ca from the Ghost Prison, colored a deep sinister black.
Like a blob of ink.
Originally, it wasn’t black.
On the old lands, he cultivated the Dragon Elephant Demon Suppressing Skill, then borrowed the Royal Family’s Imperial Court Scripture from Phoenix for proper tracing, making up omissions...
At that ti, his Yin Yang Qi was the sa green as most cultivators’.
A very healthy color.
Ever since he followed his teacher, Xuanyuan Mingjing, on a visit to the Ghost Prison, even his Yin Yang Qi’s color changed...
Influenced by proximity to darkness.
Oh, not talking about his teacher, it’s the Ghost Prison.
Tang Fei and his Yin Erosion Sword vanished.
When they reappeared, they were already facing the nine suns directly.
A sinister, tiny ink dot.
Using Netherworld Power to confront the Divine Buddha Light.
The Yin Erosion Sword drew from the depths of the earth, its inky Sword Qi coiling like an Evil Dragon in the sky.
This place was a battlefield.
A at grinder, a slaughterhouse.
A place where countless flesh and blood bodies shattered and perished, souls wandering like ghosts.
Here, resentnt was abundant.
This was exactly what the Yin Erosion Sword loved most as food.
Tang Fei’s body was suspended in midair, his expression ferocious, gripping the Yin Erosion Sword tightly with both hands.
It seed as though the Yin Erosion Sword wanted to escape his control, about to fly off.
In a bizarre stance, he fiercely swung the black evil dragon in his hand.
Boom!
The Dragon Roars Across Nine Heavens.
Netherworld Scroll’s Sixth Sword.
The sword’s na, Yellow Springs.
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