Chakravarti Weave, South, Heaven Bestowed Residence.
"What? Say that again? "The Third Prince stood up from his throne and glared.
"The Daikon State is marching south. In the first battle, four cities have already surrendered to the Daikon State!" An official said bitterly.
"Impossible!" The Third Prince said angrily.
"Your Highness, it's true. The four city lords of the four northern cities surrendered almost at the same time without any warning. It's as if they had made an agreement beforehand. It's as if they were bought over by the Great Yao Holy Hall. The four border cities were lost in the blink of an eye. The Daikon State's army is still marching south! "The official said bitterly.
"Impossible. The four city lords of the four northern cities were personally selected by me. They are absolutely loyal to me. They can't possibly betray the Phaseless Holy Court!" The Third Prince said in disbelief.
"This is the report from the frontline. The Third Prince, take a look at it yourself!" The official handed over a jade slip.
When he scanned it with his divine sense, the Third Prince's face turned ashen.
"Pa!"
The Third Prince smashed the jade slip in anger.
"The four of them are still city lords. So they were spies sent by the Daikon State. So it's Zhong Shan. They've gone too far!" The Third Prince said angrily.
"The Third Prince, the Daikon State's Holy Court clearly planned this!" An official said worriedly.
"Stop fighting in the south of Chakravarti Weave. Gather our forces and resist the Daikon State's army. Also, send a message to all the dynasties around the Daikon State to besiege the Daikon State together!" The Third Prince said hatefully.
"Yes!"
"Zhong Shan, I said that I would tear you to pieces. I didn't expect it to happen so soon!" The Third Prince said coldly.
Changjing, Undying Hall, Imperial Court.
Zhong Shan sat on the Dragon Throne and listened to the officials' reports, tapping his finger on the Dragon Throne.
"Holy King, our army has already conquered 32 cities in the south. Among them, 28 city lords are from our Daikon State. We only contributed 4 cities. 28 cities have submitted to the Daikon State, and those 4 cities have also surrendered in a short period of time!" Xiao Wang said with slight excitement.
There had never been such a smooth siege before. How was this a siege? This was simply an inspection!
At this moment, Xiao Wang was once again amazed by the brilliance of the Holy King. Wang Jingwen, an ally within the enemy's ranks, was truly wonderful for the Daikon State! All these years, Wang Jingwen wasn't fighting for the Formless Holy Court, but for the Daikon State.
Wang Jingwen was definitely the main contributor to the unification of the Chakravarti Weave.
Zhong Shan nodded and said, "Mm, now that I know the name list, Xiao Wang, you will be in charge of the southern part of the Chakravarti weave!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Holy King, Nian Ben's letter should be in the hands of the lords of the surrounding dynasties by now!" Yi Yan stepped forward and said.
"They won't dare to send troops. Are they waiting for us to perish together with Nian Ben? Since that's the case, let's speed up the process. We have to conquer the remaining 24 Heavenly Dynasties and 18 Holy Lands in the north at once. "Zhong Shan said solemnly.
"In the small chiliocosm, the Daikon State used the Imperial Dynasty to conquer the 24 Imperial Dynasties and used the Imperial Dynasty to defeat the Heavenly Dynasty. That was how the weak defeated the strong. Now that the Sacred Court has conquered the Heavenly Dynasty, it's naturally easy for the strong to defeat the weak. Holy King, don't worry!" Yi Yan said respectfully.
"Mm! Now that the Wolf Tribe has unified the Chakravarti Weave, it's convenient for us to do things. "Zhong Shan nodded.
"Yes!"
Heavenly Bestowed Residence.
"Bam!"
The Third Prince flipped the table in front of him angrily.
"The Third Prince, there are already 54 cities. These 54 cities have all been conquered by the Daikon State and they have all surrendered. These people? Aren't they all …? "An official said with a panicked expression.
Taking a deep breath, the Third Prince closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. Suddenly, the conversation he had with Wang Jingwen in the past appeared again.
"I want these people to be the city lords!" The Third Prince said solemnly.
"The Third Prince, these people have unknown origins. I don't approve of them being the city lords. They aren't qualified!" Wang Jingwen said.
"Not qualified? Do you think the people you chose are qualified? Their origins are clear? "The Third Prince said disdainfully.
"I have personally inspected these people. Although their origins are unknown, they are absolutely loyal to the Heavenly Bestowed Residence!" Wang Jingwen said earnestly.
"These people I have chosen are also absolutely loyal to the Heavenly Bestowed Residence. You don't have to say anymore. I have decided on this matter!" The Third Prince said solemnly.
Sighing slightly, Wang Jingwen nodded and said, "I hope The Third Prince is right. I will take my leave!"
Recalling Wang Jingwen's repeated reminders in the past, the Third Prince wanted to slap himself.
"The Third Prince, the Daikon State is moving too fast. Many of our officials are spies from the Daikon State. There are definitely many cities left. What should we do next?" An official said.
Shaking his head, the Third Prince said dejectedly, "I have chosen all the city lords. We can't withdraw now. I don't know who to withdraw. If we withdraw collectively, it will cause a huge commotion! Zhong Shan? What a vicious heart! "
At this moment, another official rushed in.
"The Third Prince, this is bad. The remaining four Celestial Empires in the south of the Chakravarti Weave are also taking advantage of the situation. We are being attacked from both sides," the official said anxiously.
Pa!
The Third Prince had a seat below him.
"Reports of defeat come in every day. I don't even know which city is truly mine anymore," the Third Prince said dejectedly.
"The Third Prince, bring Wang Jingwen back!" an official said.
"That's right, The Third Prince. It's only been a year, and Wang Jingwen still hasn't returned to the Phaseless Weave. As long as the Third Prince uses the Holy King's Purple Token, he will definitely return."
"Our dynasty controls the south of the Phaseless Weave. A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Even if we keep losing, the Daikon State's army won't be able to reach here in less than ten years. As long as Wang Jingwen returns, we will be saved!"
At this moment, the officials were finally praising Wang Jingwen.
"Mm, that's the only way." The Third Prince's expression turned ugly, but there was nothing else he could do.
One year later.
Heavenly Bestowed Manor.
The Third Prince was watching the singing and dancing in the main hall when an official rushed in.
"There's no need for reports of defeat. I'm tired of listening to them!" The Third Prince shook his head.
Over the past year, reports of defeat had come in every day, and the Third Prince's ears had grown calluses from listening to them. Over the past year, the Third Prince had been ravaged like never before. Why had the commanders of the past been so powerful in Wang Jingwen's hands? Why had they been defeated by him again and again? Why?
Why? The true genius commander had long since been demoted by Wang Jingwen, and no one knew where he had hidden himself. These commanders were just generals who obeyed orders. They were first-class at following orders, but there was no one who could truly command the world.
After repeated defeats, the Third Prince's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley. Only the daily singing and dancing could make him feel a little better.
"No, no, The Third Prince, our people have returned. Wang Jingwen, Wang Jingwen, he …!"
"Wang Jingwen has returned?" The Third Prince immediately perked up.
"No, Wang Jingwen's group changed their route at some point, and we don't know where they went!"
Author's Note: I seemed to have gotten a heatstroke yesterday. When I woke up this morning, I felt weak and dizzy. I wrote this chapter very slowly, so I'm going to rest now. I'll try not to be too late. 100 votes. I'll try my best tomorrow. I'll ask for one last vote. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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