William led Qianye into the camp and returned to his office.
He went in and stayed in the room for a while, then changed back to human form, came out with a stack of documents, put them in front of Qianye, and said, "Look for yourself."
Qianye took the documents and read them one by one, his face gradually becoming serious.
After a while, Qianye suddenly raised his head and said, "She became Yong Ye's frontline coach, why didn't you tell me? Don't say you don't know about my relationship with her."
Many of the pasts between Qianye and Yetong were not secrets, and gradually spread as their respective statuses improved. Now Qianye almost has the power to support the sky in Yonglu, and Yetong has become the commander of the Yongye coalition army, and he is even more determined to fight against King Dingxuan without defeat. The story of Qianye fighting out of the empire for Yetong became a legend, widely circulated between the two camps.
Regardless of the human race or the dark race, it was no surprise that many young girls became Qianye's fans.
Hearing Qianye's question, William sighed and said, "You have nothing to do with her now, right?"
"That's between us."
William shrugged, and said: "Some time ago, anyone who dared to mention the matter between her and you, as long as it was heard by her, would be killed on the spot. After killing more than a dozen talkative guys, everyone will know about her. I don’t want to hear about the past anymore, at least I dare not say it in front of her.”
Qianye listened quietly.
William said again: "You also know that we werewolves were excluded in the initial stage of opening up the new world. So how the door was opened, what is the real door of the new world, and what is behind the door, we have nothing. I know. As for why she became the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, I can neither know the reason nor interfere. And I don’t think you will want to know about it.”
Qianye sighed, continued to flip through the documents in his hand, and said, "Are these casualty figures true?"
"Of course it's true. If it wasn't for the fact that the other three races couldn't survive, how could they have found us werewolves again? It's just the way the council dispatched troops, which is really hard for us to accept, otherwise I wouldn't have come here. We werewolves alone lost more than 100,000 soldiers in the past week. Hey! Song Zining and Zhao Jundu are really ruthless!"
Qianye didn't know how to answer the words, sighed, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and said: "These military exploits..."
William glanced at the document in Qianye's hand, and said, "Of course these military exploits are true, and they must all be attributed to her. In other words, she is really powerful, forcing King Dingxuan to retreat as soon as she made a move, completely turning the tide of the battle. Beat the human race back to the fortress..."
He glanced at Qianye's face and immediately stopped talking.
Qianye rubbed his forehead and said, "In other words, in the past week, at least 100,000 imperial soldiers died at her hands?"
"You can't say that, she died at the hands of the coalition forces. She is just the commander, how many can she kill?" William defended Yetong, and finally said: "Of course, that dude, she killed it herself. The other two What kind of father, even though he escaped, he will probably be disabled for a long time. Your human race’s name is really awkward, so I can’t remember it.”
Qianye was silent for a long time, put down the battle report, and murmured: "Why... is it so easy to do so?"
William patted Qianye on the shoulder and sighed: "This is your fault. Our two camps have been fighting for thousands of years, and how much hatred has been accumulated. How can we say that we can't deal with it? She also has clansmen and Let your friends die in your hands, how will this account be settled? To be honest, if you hadn’t possessed the power of darkness and had the identity of a son of darkness, it would have been impossible for me and you to get along so peacefully. Probably long ago Fight to the death, right? If you meet alone, you can release water. In a big battlefield, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to the clansmen."
Qianye said: "I know the truth, but... it's still a bit unacceptable. You don't understand, when we lived together for a while, she liked a peaceful life very much. Later, when the accident happened, we went to a neutral place, and we actually couldn't accept it. No revenge on anyone. Well, now, everything has changed."
"If you are referring to those so-and-so men, then I think they are looking for death on their own. Why don't you just stay in the fortress and come out to join in the fun? If you don't kill them, who will you kill?"
William's relief didn't have much effect, Qianye said slowly: "I don't know what to do now."
William sighed and said, "I understand. Although I can't help you, if you want to find someone to drink, I can accompany you now."
"good."
Most werewolves are good at wine, William immediately ordered someone to bring a few boxes over, and started drinking on the spot in the office. Qianye was in a depressed mood, and he never refused anyone who came. In the blink of an eye, many empty bottles were thrown around the two of them.
"Qianye, do you know, since the first time I saw you..."
"Come and drink!"
"Qianye, don't think too much about it. After all, we are not maharajas. Even if we become maharajas, so what, aren't we still being bullied?"
"Dry!"
No matter what the tongue-in-cheek William said, Qianye would pour it back with a big glass of wine.
A moment later, Qianye staggered out of the office, and disappeared from the spot in a flash. In the office, William was lying on his back among a pile of empty wine bottles, snoring loudly, drunk unconscious.
When he returned to the Grand Duke's Mansion in Bibo City, Qianye was completely drunk. He immediately summoned his troops, boarded the battleship, and went to open up a new world.
Only in the new world, when dealing with the Holy Tree and the Alien Beast Legion, would there not be so many troubles. William was right in one point, even if Qianye became the Maharaja, he would not be able to resolve the confrontation between the two camps, and would be unable to solve the dead situation in front of him.
Yonglu's paradise-like status quo is a special case. Qianye has always been soberly aware that it is impossible for him not to exist in this period, in this place, or in this person. Even now, if he makes a slight mistake, a new storm will soon usher in the quiet place.
He could only hold a glimmer of hope that Yetong and Song Zining and Zhao Jundu could hold back a little bit, and they would not have to put each other to death.
But Qianye himself couldn't even lie to himself. The heavy casualty figures on the battle report, and the names of the once prominent victims all hinted that this war had reached a moment of death and there was no turning back.
Regardless of Yetong, or Song Zining and Zhao Jundu, whoever wins and who loses, Qianye doesn't know how to face the living, nor how to face the dead.
He can only escape.
In the central fortress of the empire, there are many more marks densely packed on the large map in the command room. The area around the original central fortress now has dozens of symbols representing the steel fortress. These fortresses seemed to emerge from the ground overnight, and as the battle progressed, more and more were fought.
Song Zining, who was standing in front of the map, had sunken eyes at the moment, and even a god-level force cultivation could not stop his fatigue. He rubbed his face vigorously, pulled himself together, picked up a few symbols representing the new fortress, and was hesitating where to put them. Each symbol landed means a new fortress will be built within days.
Mobile fortresses like the Empire can be equipped in batches after a short-term actual combat test, and can be built overnight if it is fast.
Guns roared faintly outside the window. This sound continued day and night, and everyone was used to it.
At this time the door knocked and Zhao Jundu walked in.
Seeing it was him, Song Zining lifted his spirits and said, "You're here. It seems that the battle ahead is going well."
"It's not bad, today's troop casualty rate is only a quarter."
"That's good news."
Zhao Jundu said: "I came to you to discuss something. You must know about it."
Song Zining was startled, then understood, nodded and said, "It's time to discuss it."
Zhao Jundu said: "I will face her on the battlefield soon. My idea is, let's see how she responds."
Song Zining was silent for a moment, and said, "You are joking with your own life."
"After all, she is Xiao Wu's woman, so I can't do it. If she really does kill her, then I can let her go." Zhao Jundu said frankly.
Song Zining said: "With her strength at the moment, if she really makes a move with all her strength, you...you may not be able to catch it."
Zhao Jundu said indifferently: "It's no big deal, if I really die in battle, tell Xiao Wu not to allow him to avenge me."
"you… "
"I'm just telling you my decision, not asking for your consent."
Song Zining smiled wryly, and said slowly, "Do you think she might still remember the love she had back then?"
"If no one is playing in the dark, she will."
"All right… "
The sound of guns outside the window suddenly became louder, and even a turret at the central base began to roar, and luminous bullets roared across the sky, blasting towards a floating battleship in the distance.
A staff officer rushed over and shouted before entering the door: "My lord, the army of the dark race has arrived!"
Song Zining frowned, and said, "Why panic! Didn't the dark race come a long time ago? Who are we beating these days?"
The staff officer calmed down, and said: "This time is different, the real main force came, at least, at least 200,000, no, 300,000. There are all ethnic groups!"
Zhao Jundu and Song Zining glanced at each other, and said, "They're finally here. It's a thunderous strike. She really deserves to be the woman that Xiao Wu likes."
Song Zining had a worried look on his brows, and said, "Don't you think about it any more?"
Zhao Jundu said: "The people I see will not make mistakes." He paused, and then said: "If there is a mistake, I will fully bear it."
Watching his disappearing figure, Song Zining's eyebrows almost knit together, and finally he let out a long sigh.
On the land of the Black Sun Valley, the army of the dark race is like a tide, flooding the land and flocking to the imperial fortress.
In the sky, countless airships shuttled back and forth, dropping countless soldiers and heavy equipment to the front line. Just judging from the airships used, the dark race has spent a lot of money, as if they want to win a battle.
On the ground, the four major dark races came together, and the four armies were like four sharp swords, cutting towards the fortresses of the empire. And in the sky, there are many figures standing, each of them is famous.
Above the demon army, Anwen stood on the deck of the floating ship, staring at the fortress group ahead. Around him, countless numbers flickering and flickering, life and death. Every movement of the demon army below will be reflected in the digital formula around him.
In Anwen's eyes, there is also a huge amount of data constantly surging. He was obviously serious and earnest, and the worry between his brows was getting stronger and stronger.
"Is it really okay for you to command like this?" The witch's voice suddenly rang in Anwen's ear.