When Xie Ning hugged the small hot pot and took Lin Qi, who had finally woken up to what an earth-shattering thing he had done, and followed behind him with a shy face and lowered his head, from Dingbei, which had docked in the Nangang District of Vengeance Port,
When walking up and down the ramp of the aircraft carrier.
The scene was extremely sensational, and Nangang District was already crowded with people.
The elders all had tears in their eyes when they looked at this distinguished Highness from the motherland.
People of Chinese descent also made inquiries in many ways, but they got a lot of "inside information" from the members of Lin Qi's escort team. While they respected Xie Ning very much, they also felt a little closer to him. They called him "His Royal Highness Ning" and "Ning Ning".
"Your Highness," they shouted in unison, crowding the port enthusiastically, and the cheers never stopped.
As for Chief of Staff Sun and the other three...well, they finally learned the whole story from the First Elder and the others, but they finally didn't suspect that their commander was a philanderer who left holes everywhere.
However, judging from the strange expressions they looked at Xie and Lin, it seemed that Commander Zheng's plan to betray the commander... was actually brewing in their hearts.
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But standing on the side, they had already put on the anti-magic shackles used by the empire to deal with major magic war prisoners, and were closely guarded by several Chinese magic war and Dingbei warriors. But it was Prince Sart and others who were captured by the Chinese magic war.
Victory meeting with Tris and others who surrendered.
"Sir, the Chief of Staff asked me to ask you what to do with those prisoners of war now."
After Xie Ning exchanged a few words with the elders and agreed to attend the luncheon that followed, he was already a demon warrior and walked towards Sartre with a smile after asking for instructions.
"Hi, dear His Royal Highness Sartre, His Excellency the Duke of Tris, His Excellency the Marquis of Cavell, and Master Nelson. I miss you so much. We meet again, don't we? Oh, God. Why are you here, Your Highness? You
What happened?"
He imitated Sartre's exaggerated tone and said with a surprised smile.
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Sartre had already known the true identity of the person in front of him from the crowd around him.
This man... ruthlessly humiliated himself in terms of strength, and in terms of power and status... he severely humiliated himself again!
He... is actually an existence with the same status as himself, no, a higher status... The prince of the Huaxia Empire of Mountain and Sea... His Highness with billions of people! The man who was said to be able to fight against the barbarians alone for nearly a thousand years, and who also fought against the barbarians for nearly a thousand years.
In the first battle, he used his conquered body to fight back, which determined the defeat of the barbarians in the first battle. Now, it is your noble highness who has a powerful empire with god-like civilization technology and war magic equipment!
No wonder……
But, in front of him, what do I have left? What do I have left?
The noble Prince Sartre was wailing extremely sadly in his heart.
His face was extremely gloomy. He looked at the smiling young man in front of him as if he were looking at a giant.
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"Lei... Your Highness Xie Ning, you can't do this. I want to protest to your Majesty, yes, protest, you attacked our fleet for no reason! This is an anti-human act that violates international conventions and the united front of mankind!"
It’s an illegal war!”
He muttered angrily.
"Oh...that's it. Then how do you explain your unprovoked invasion of our territory and your actions of threatening our people? It was you who started the war. My dear Prince Sartre, we...were just fighting back in self-defense."
Xie Ning was still smiling.
"How is that possible! This is a barren land, and they are only Chinese descendants. White Star's Chinese descendants! Your Highness, I know that I have many... offenses against you. But I didn't know about it beforehand. Yes, I didn't know about it.
And you represent the great mountains and seas of the Chinese Empire, and you should be responsible for every word you say."
Sartre suddenly shouted unconvinced.
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"I didn't say I wasn't responsible for every word I said."
"Don't you know... our Third Reich Nationality Law stipulates that every Chinese will automatically possess imperial nationality from birth - no matter where he is born, as long as he has half or more of the Yanhuang bloodline?
So…don’t you threaten our people?”
Xie Ning replied calmly.
Cheers suddenly burst out from the crowd.
"We are also citizens of the empire!" "The motherland has never abandoned her children!"
People told each other with tears in their eyes, and the deep cheers spread from the port area to the entire city, and echoed in the sky of Vengeance Port like mountains and tsunamis.
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"As for why you said you violated our territory..."
Xie Ning looked sarcastically at Sartre, whose face suddenly turned pale. However, after the cheers of the crowd around him subsided, he said calmly.
"Loyal warriors of the empire, tell him what is written in the big letters on the side of each ship in the Dingbei formation!"
His face was solemn, but he ordered sonorously.
"Where Dingbei points, the empire is heading! Where Dingbei points, that is the country!"
After being stunned for a moment, passionate voices suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Don't misunderstand that this sentence only refers to our ship. In fact, this is how I see it: simply put, wherever we go, there is the country - now you understand?"
Xie Ning smiled again.
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"You! This is gangster logic and gangster behavior! What you do is unethical! It is illegal! Illegal!"
Sartre shouted at the top of his lungs.
"illegal?"
"Then you, relying on the protection of your wings, will engage in those despised bandits and hooliganism, kicking away our Chinese compatriots who have fought bloody battles in front of you for hundreds of years, and risking the future of your children and the race.
, when you threaten them to succumb to your dirty intentions, why don’t you consider morality and law? Why don’t you consider whether it is illegal?”
"Or should I say, some moral principles and laws can only be used by you, but we can't use them?"
Xie Ning said coldly, arousing waves of fanatical cheers around him.
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"They are going to be in trouble now. I heard that in the old stories about the commander in the empire, there was a lot of emphasis on the commander's character of 'replying others with their own way'..."
Chief of Staff Sun smiled softly in Commander Zheng's ear.
"That's the right thing to do, isn't it? What we soldiers love is blood for blood, tooth for tooth, and we can't live without hatred."
Commander Zheng also smiled.
"However, I saw that there seemed to be a lot of friction between this Sartre and the chief, and the great elder also explained to us their despicableness. Now I wonder if the chief will kill him in anger? You know, Plan C
For the execution, it seems that at least a batch of their food is needed. Otherwise, our compatriots may be starving soon - this Sartre is still useful, at least we cannot let him die."
Immediately he frowned again.
"And we don't have time to destroy the West Continent Kingdom. But once this Satyr dies, I'm afraid it will trigger an endless war... Our top priority now is the mountains and seas. When they win, they will counterattack sooner or later. To
At this time, if you want to kill them, it’s just a matter of minutes? Sir, please don’t be too hasty."
he said worriedly.
"Don't worry, the commander will take everything into consideration. Our commander has never been someone who doesn't care about the overall situation. However, according to the commander's character, this Sartre may not be able to die during this period, but he may not be able to live well."
Chief of Staff Sun also smiled.
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Sartre's face turned pale.
"We don't need to use these diplomatic rhetoric... Anyway, the winner is king now, whatever you say is fine..."
He said in a daze.
"Oh, this is not diplomatic. It is clearly a necessary explanation for everyone's previous misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? We lost an entire battle fleet and a sky demon battle just because of your misunderstanding!"
Sartre exclaimed in disbelief upon hearing this.
"It's inevitable that there will be misunderstandings and some collisions. We also lost, we lost... By the way. What did we lose?"
Xie Ning looked at Chief of Staff Sun awkwardly.
"Sir, we lost an extremely expensive fighter plane... with a rather... huge scar on the left wing, well, it was huge."
Chief of Staff Sun tried his best to hold back his laughter and replied.
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"Oh... I remember it. It was the one that made the Sky Demon War pilot feel that his life was boring because of the disfigurement of his beloved aircraft, and finally left a suicide note and jumped into the sea with it in his arms?"
Xie Ning's eyes were full of grief as he suddenly realized.
Some people in the crowd burst out laughing.
Chief of Staff Sun's expression was even more wonderful.
Are you always talking about your "loved machine" or your "loved wife"? Even if your beloved wife is disfigured, it wouldn't be such an exaggeration? Are you still holding it and jumping into the sea to commit suicide? Are you still a Sky Demon War pilot?
Good sir, you won, but we did suffer greater losses in terms of personnel at least.
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Xie Ning's grief continued and continued to intensify.
"As for the fleet... By the way, our fishery resources have also suffered great losses. The dead fish floating on the sea are at least twice as many as your capsized boats! God, I have never been lucky enough to eat white star fish meat in my life.
Ah... Things are rare and valuable. If you sell them to the mountains and seas, you can at least sell White Star Fish Meat that costs as much as gold. Do you think what I said makes sense?"
He looked at Sartre sincerely, and Sartre was speechless. Although everyone knew that Xie Ning was talking nonsense, he found that at least logically speaking, this sentence was indeed impossible to refute.
"So, so many of such precious things are gone? When I came, His Majesty told me in tears that he must bring a living one back so that he can taste it in his lifetime... Oh no! God, we lose
end this war!”
Xie Ning shook his head in a Sartrean tone, his expression filled with great regret.
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Low muffled laughter kept coming from behind him.
"If Your Majesty knew what the officer said about him...he would definitely shed tears and tell us to bring a living officer back so that he could have a taste of it in his lifetime..."
Chief of Staff Sun's face was extremely distorted.
"Besides, I knew the commander was going to start acting rogue."
He exchanged a tacit look with Commander Zheng and spoke to him in a low voice.
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This guy... is indeed a gangster... Is he really the legendary army commander?
Just as others have tricked him, he will try to trick him back and get worse.
So petty... no wonder in the beginning...
Lin Qi looked at the young man's back with a strange expression, covering her mouth and smiling softly. At the same time, she suddenly didn't know what she thought of, but her face turned red.
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Sartre's face turned blue, red, and white, and the colorful changes were really beautiful.
"I don't want to talk to you anymore, you are shameless and bullying..."
He suddenly said in a daze, and the crystal tears of sadness and grievance were already falling from the face of the sunny young man. (To be continued...)