Chapter 1505
The Decisive Battle, If He Were a Wei Man
Chapter 1505 The Decisive Battle, If He Were a Wei Man
"Pass down the order: all military camps, in their respective order, shall retreat three miles and then set up camp on the spot to isolate themselves from fire and poison!" the enemy commander ordered.
The Second Prince angrily retorted, "Your order to supervise the battle is questioning whether the divinely bestowed fire poison will be detrimental to the heroes of the Eastern Desert! It places the heroes of the Eastern Desert on the same level as the lowly bastards of the Wei, and it is an insult to the heroes of the Eastern Desert!"
"Ha," the enemy commander laughed in anger, staring at the Second Prince: "If the Second Prince believes that the Fire Flame Poison will not harm the heroes of the Eastern Desert, he can set off now for our army's sick camp outside the West City and stay with the heroes."
Uh, the Second Prince choked... He wanted to flatter the God of Air so that the people of the Eastern Desert would think he was loyal to the god and that he could one day gain supernatural powers, but he didn't really want to die.
The Southern King said, "I agree with the strategy of the supervising envoy of the Molten God; we should retreat." He didn't want to die either.
After the agreement was reached, very quickly, thump thump thump thump!
The enemy's strange war drums sounded loudly, and the supervising soldier rode up to deliver the order: "By order of the supervising god, all battalions, in order, retreat three miles in unison..."
They kept repeating the enemy's orders to melt.
Upon hearing this, the enemy soldiers, remembering the 30,000 who had been burned due to the plague, trembled with fear and dared not delay. They immediately shouldered their supplies and rushed to the rear.
After running for three miles, thump thump thump thump!
"Stop! Set up camp here to isolate the poisonous flames. Do not run around or wander into other military formations! The divinely bestowed poisonous flames will not harm the true heroes of the Eastern Desert; they will only harm the grain supply units of Wei. True heroes, rest assured!"
what do you mean?
If we get infected, does that mean we're fake heroes or disrespectful to God? Do you really think we're fools?!
The enemy soldiers were already filled with resentment, but they dared not say anything that showed they did not believe in God... The royal family was powerful, had many soldiers, and had a divinely appointed healer to back them up. If they dared to expose the royal family's deception in controlling the Eastern Desert, their entire families would be torn apart!
With a whoosh, the enemy troops began to set up large fur tents, establish camp, and light fires for warmth.
"Reporting to the Second Prince and the Southern King, the heroes of the various camps are requesting to be sent good dried meat, good wheat, oil bricks, dried milk bricks, as well as cotton clothing, charcoal, and other supplies. They want double the amount, because it's getting cold today, and without these things, they can't survive the night in the wilderness." An enemy soldier arrived at a luxurious royal tent and reported the demands of the Eastern Desert troops.
"Tell the heroes that I will send someone to inform the First Prince of Divine Power and ask him to send supplies over." The Second Prince also assured them, "Heroes, rest assured that when we slaughtered Liang Wei Tianmang Prefecture, we seized supplies from a large prefecture and several counties. The supplies are plentiful, and they can eat and use as much as they want."
Therefore, if supplies cannot be taken away, it is better to burn them than to leave them to the enemy.
"Yes." The enemy soldier left to report to the enemy troops in their respective camps.
"Second Prince, wait a minute, I have a letter to give to the Divine Prince and the Divine Physician." Di Junrong said, picking up his pen and writing a very long letter.
It took him half an hour to finish writing, and he handed it to the Second Prince: "I would like to trouble the Second Prince's Second Guard to deliver this message."
Even a powerful and wealthy prince like the Second Prince would have at least two royal guards.
The Southern King also wrote a military report and had the Second Prince's troops send it to the Red Feather Royal Court camp.
"Ayenaku, send these letters to the Divine Prince and the Divine Physician!" the Second Prince shouted outside.
The second guard immediately entered, took the letter, and after listening to the Second Prince's instructions, led a group of soldiers towards the Red Feather Royal Court's main camp.
The horses were fast; after galloping for half an hour, they arrived at the outpost of the royal camp, 22 li away from Dongfu Town.
Fearing that Ayenaku and his men might carry germs, they were not allowed to enter the outpost camp.
Even the letters they brought were copied by the Crown Prince's troops at the outpost camp after they had been treated for epidemic prevention, and the copies were sent to the Crown Prince's tent three miles away.
The First Prince, possessing supernatural powers, and the Divine Physician, both looked displeased upon reading the Second Prince's letter requesting supplies... Supporting nearly a million soldiers (the figure of nearly a million was an exaggeration; the actual number was much higher, and at least tens of thousands had already died along the way), they were so poor they were forced to eat meat and grain from the east, yet the Second Prince was being so generous—clearly, he was defying the First Prince and relentlessly squandering his national treasury! "Heroes, you have endured hardship. A divine decree has been conveyed: the heroes should be treated well, but hunger will sharpen their minds, helping them to conquer the capital of Liangwei more quickly."
"God said that there is everything in Liangwei's capital city. As long as the city falls, I, the hero of the Eastern Desert, can enjoy myself however I want."
The princes who were just there to make up the numbers: "..."
No, you need to at least act a little so we can cooperate with you.
You've stopped performing shamanistic rituals and now you just spout divine pronouncements... Oh well, what can a prince do to make up the numbers? Do you think he'd dare tell anyone? He'd be silenced!
"Yes!" The Crown Prince's confidant immediately noted it down, intending to relay it only after the Crown Prince and the Divine Physician had both issued their orders.
A loud thud echoed as the charlatan prince slowly turned to look at the old poisoner: "What has angered my grandfather?"
"Your Highness has misunderstood. Your grandfather is not angry. He just thinks that the overseeing of the Rong royal family is being overly anxious." The old man was dissatisfied with the prince's words, because they were stripping them of their divinity.
To fool those below them and make the fools believe that they are truly divinely inspired and divinely inspired, they cannot have too many human emotions.
Upon hearing this, the charlatan prince slowly picked up the parchment that had been slapped on the table. After reading it, his expression beneath the mask turned extremely ugly.
The letter read: "Divine Healer, the Fire Sprout Poison is a plague, and plagues are uncontrollable. The Fire Sprout Poison is now showing signs of being out of control. Do you have any good methods to control the plague? If so, please issue the order immediately and have the entire army carry it out. Otherwise, I fear that my Divine Protector of the Eastern Desert Heroes will be completely wiped out by this plague!"
Bang! The charlatan prince slammed his hand on the table in anger: "A mere member of the royal family dares to question the gods..."
"Your Highness, the Divine Prince!" the old poisoner interrupted him sharply... "Can't you even act properly anymore? How can a 'demigod' like you throw a tantrum like a mortal!"
and……
"The War-Supervising Envoy of the Melting God is a divine messenger recognized by the gods, and now he shoulders the important task of supervising the war to destroy Wei. I, the Divine Physician, believe that the War-Supervising Envoy of the Melting God should be allowed to act impulsively." The old poisoner was good at pretending. After pretending, he reached out and took the parchment letter, and put it away: "Keep it safe."
First, finish the tough battle of slaughtering the capital of Liangwei. After that, use this evidence to question the divinely bestowed fire poison and kill the Rong royal family.
“Prince Divine Power, let us bow together and inquire about the latest divine will to reassure the heroes,” said the old poisoner.
This grandfather and grandson put on a shamanistic performance together, using the name of the "air god" to convey various new orders to the enemy army in the Eastern Desert.
Thump thump thump thump!
"It is the will of the gods! The gods say that as long as one is sincere, the gods will protect the heroes of the Eastern Desert. After the destruction of Wei, the gods' power will greatly increase, and they will bestow boundless blessings upon the heroes of the Eastern Desert!"
They shouted these words all the way to the enemy's camp.
The enemy soldier felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this: it meant that the divinely appointed physician had absolutely no reliable means to prevent the spread of the Fire Poison within the Eastern Desert army!
The second prince performed a ritual of worship, kneeling and shouting, "The Second Prince, protected by the God of the Eastern Desert, will obey the divine will!"
Enemy Army Melting: "..."
Why are the royal family of the Eastern Desert such superstitious idiots?
Can he really succeed by working for the imperial family in Wei?
Why wasn't he a person from the Great Wei?