"Zhurong Temple? I can try, but I'm afraid it will take some time! We are now on the way to the Forest of Hutton."
Karl was slightly stunned and didn't ask why. He just said that he could try it.
"You are already going to Hutton's Forest?"
Li Xiubai raised his eyebrows. When they parted before, Fat Scorpion said that he wanted to return to Hutton Forest, and no matter what punishment the clan imposed on him, he would stay there.
Until he accepts the inheritance and becomes stronger, then he comes to help Li Xiubai.
But I didn’t expect that I would set off so soon!
"Ahem...do you still remember the ring I left for you?"
"You mean this?"
Karl stretched out his hand and showed off the starry sky ring on his ring finger.
"Why...why are you wearing it in this position? Forget it, I didn't tell you before, it's actually a space ring. When you go to Hutton Forest, remember to bring some souvenirs from Fat Scorpion's hometown."
The corners of Li Xiubai's mouth twitched slightly. There was no meaning in this world about wearing a ring on the ring finger, and he couldn't explain it to Karl.
"Hey! Didn't you tell me earlier? Don't worry, we have enough local specialties!"
"By the way, there is a badge in the ring. You must not take it out. That's it. If you continue talking, I'm afraid that the satellite will monitor the communication. If you have any news, please tell me."
After Li Xiubai finished speaking, he cut off the communication.
It was also conservative to ask Carl not to touch the badge. Although the Star Raider said that it would only be useful if it was taken out in the universe, who knows whether this is actually the case?
Li Xiubai hasn't decided yet whether to help the Star Raiders, because their existence is too powerful.
I am not even an ant in front of those beings. If I help the Star Raider and touch some people, I don't know how I will die.
"Star Reaver, Super One, Dark Walker, Nansha Federation, Twilight Organization...what a headache! If I had known that so many things would be involved, after escaping from the Black Sea Prison, I should have found a place to practice cultivation!
"
Li Xiubai rubbed his temples, turned around and walked back to the camp.
He hates trouble the most, but trouble always likes to find him.
...
Pork country, capital.
The senior Bok people are discussing the next strategic direction in the command center.
"Your Excellency Long, the battle in the Moran Mountains has failed. We no longer have any way to open up a battlefield and share the pressure. I wonder how you plan to arrange the next decisive battle?"
King Pork said calmly, and the command center suddenly fell into silence, and everyone looked at Turing Long.
"The defeat of the Moran Mountains was not due to my command! It was because you did not send timely support. The one who attacked the Moran Mountains was Tutan Sen!
He is the leader of three generations of generals in the Federation, and he also brought his trump card - Tutankhamun's army. The defeat was entirely due to the crushing of the opponent's armaments!"
Turing Long explained slowly without changing his expression.
But only he knows what nonsense Tutankhamun's army is. The battle in the Moran Mountains was completely fought by the new commander with a group of new soldiers and a small number of veterans.
Moreover, the real reason for the defeat was his own wrong command.
From the moment he saw the situation of the opponent's army, he took it lightly and did not ask for help from the main battlefield.
Then the opponent's command figured out the artillery position transfer plan, and the winner was decided with one shot.
In the end, the tactics were interspersed, resulting in the complete defeat of the entire Moran Mountains!
But he couldn't say it out loud. If he said these things, his reputation as the person with the highest tactical talent in the history of Manla people would turn into a joke.
This is something Turing Long will never let happen!
As for the Boks who died in the Moran Mountains, he didn't care!
As long as you carefully arrange the next decisive battle and achieve a staged victory, it will be enough to prove your commanding ability.
"Does the remaining positions in the Moran Mountains still need support?"
A Bok general said, and everyone looked like they wanted to go.
After all, those are their compatriots!
"No! The last position in the Moran Mountains can be abandoned."
Turing Long directly rejected the proposal, and even hoped in his heart that none of those people would come back alive.
Otherwise, your own mistakes in command and the consequences of your defeat will be exposed.
This was also when he returned to Pork's capital and reviewed the entire battle situation, only to suddenly discover the omission in his calculations.
It turns out that the western position was always a feint attack, and I didn’t even notice it!
It's all the blame on that damn new commander for inventing some new infantry-tank collaboration tactic, leaving him no room to react!
"What do you mean! Those are our compatriots, are you giving up on them like this?"
"My king, I am willing to lead an armored cavalry regiment to rescue the compatriots in the Moran Mountains. Please allow me!"
Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the entire headquarters exploded.
Upon seeing this, Turing Long did not panic at all, and sneered: "You are also people who have experienced many wars, can't you see the purpose of the Nansha Federation?
They deliberately did not attack the remaining position in the Moran Mountains! The purpose was to allow us to send troops to support, and then use encirclement and reinforcement tactics to consume our army's effective strength.
Now, the war situation has reached the most critical time, and necessary sacrifices must be made! Otherwise, the Boks will cease to exist!"
"enough!!!"
After hearing the last sentence, King Pork, who had never expressed his stance, suddenly became furious.
Turing Long also knew that his words were extremely offensive, but he was too proud to apologize, so he just turned his head and said nothing.
Regarding the young commander sent by the Manla people, King Pork was a little helpless and sighed and said: "Turing Long is right, we can no longer consume our living strength.
As for the people of the Moran Mountains, they will understand why the country made this decision...
The top priority is that the federal troops in the Nansha region are right in front of us. We must find a way to prevent them from continuing to invade us! The specific strategy is still planned by Turing Long. I am tired."
After saying that, King Pork stood up and left the command center with a tired look.
During this period, the entire PoK country was lost, with only one capital still holding on.
The enemy is just outside the capital. As long as they break through the last line of defense, they can directly launch bombings towards the capital to clear the land.
He is about to become the king of subjugation, how can King Poco not be tired!
King Pork left the headquarters, dispersed all his bodyguards, and walked aimlessly on the streets of the capital.
Although the missiles of the Nansha Federation cannot reach here and will be intercepted by the frontline air defense system, the people of Bok have already hid in underground safe houses.
King Pork looked at the bustling capital in the past, but now it looked lifeless, and the idea of surrendering to the Nansha Federation suddenly arose in his heart.
If we continue to fight, it will be a small matter whether we live or die, but the genocide of the Boks will be a big matter...
"Your Majesty King Pork, you seem to need help?"
Suddenly, a strange laughter came from the empty street.
"who?!"
King Pork's body tensed up instantly, and his terrifying aura erupted!
The space gradually distorted, and a figure wearing a purple top hat, a dark red suit, and a rose on his chest came out.
He took off his top hat and bowed gracefully to King Pork.
"Dear King Pork, please allow me to introduce you! I am one of the three guardians of the Twilight Organization, the Eye of Dawn - Ryan Dan!"