Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 2068: Chapter 212: I Hate Wang Fugui (2)

Wang Yingxuan sighed, her expression somewhat grave: “Then we can only fight to the death. The demon clan’s advantage in manpower is too great now, forming an overwhelming trend, and the strategic space left for us is too small. Fortunately, Old Zhao Head’s defensive works over the years are decent, which can hold for some time. We can only defend resolutely, delay time, and use that time to recruit more reinforcements.”

She was not afraid of battle, but she knew that in a fight to the death, countless lives would surely be lost on the Immortal Dynasty side. These are living, breathing lives, not the same as the wins and losses on a military chessboard.

“The fear is that while we are recruiting reinforcements, the reinforcements from the Demon God of Darkness and Kill’s territory will also come continuously.” The Immortal Emperor frowned deeply, “In this case, the East Line Defense Zone might completely sink into the quagmire of war, unable to extricate itself. However, this is probably also the Demon God of Darkness and Kill’s intention; his goal is to force out the Dark True Demon Seed!”

“Unless we can find the real murderer of the Young Master Ming Shura and have substantive evidence, he might withdraw his troops.”

“I do have a few suspects, but unfortunately… the other party has plotted for a long time, and it might be very difficult to find a flaw.”

“Actually, I also have some guesses, but even if it is determined who it is, obtaining clear and convincing evidence is too difficult.”

Among those present, some were battle-hardened and experienced, while others had quick wits and numerous strategies. As they analyzed, the situation became mostly understood.

Even though no one explicitly said it, it was obvious that some already suspected the Demon Lord.

However, in the current situation, having a suspect is useless. First, the current predicament must be resolved.

After some discussion, they could not come up with a good solution, so they could only send a small team to investigate the Young Master Ming Shura’s death, hoping for some luck, and at the same time prepare for defense against the enemy, getting ready for an all-out war.

The East Line Defense Zone absolutely cannot fall; once it is lost, the demon army will drive straight in, directly threatening the Immortal No.3 Base.

By then, the human world might inevitably be threatened.

But now, the Immortal Dynasty’s forces are already tight, and each major defense zone must retain enough troops to guard against being seized, making the available forces to support the East Line Defense Zone very limited.

To prevent the East Line Defense Zone from being breached, forces will have to be transferred from the Immortal Dynasty.

After some discussion, the Immortal Emperor’s consciousness swiftly returned to the Immortal Dynasty to begin gathering reinforcements.

In some well-informed prominent families, the young people started to actively sign up, preparing to rush to the aid of the Immortal No.3 Base.

Among them, Wang Fugui happened to be on duty at the Immortal Court and received the Immortal Emperor’s call-to-arms, instructing him to lead the Princess Mansion soldiers along with Princess Chuan Nan to immediately reinforce the Immortal No.3 Base.

Therefore, they promptly assembled their soldiers, leading them to first board several Flying Boats swiftly to reinforce the battlefield beyond the region.

Under normal circumstances, based on Wang Fugui’s age, he would naturally not be conscripted into battle. But now is an exceptional time, so exceptional measures must be taken.

This is also the Immortal Emperor’s somewhat blind belief in Wang Fugui.

The kid performed extraordinarily on the battlefields of Liang Country and Yan Kingdom. With him on the battlefield, perhaps he could produce some special effect in this moment of crisis.

…

Meanwhile.

In Wang Shouzhe’s small courtyard.

In a gazebo surrounded by greenery, Wang Shouzhe was drinking Immortal Tea, looking at the preliminary results report from the Spring Thunder Action that came back from beyond the region.

Improving the soil of the Demonic World and planting economic crops usable by the human race are the keys to the success of the Spring Thunder Action.

Even though he started years ago trying soil improvement in the Demonic World at the Wang family, continuously cultivating new crop varieties with high resistance to demonic qi.

However, theory is ultimately just theory, and no matter how careful the prior considerations, unexpected minor problems will occur when applied in the Demonic World.

Fortunately, his daughter Wang Liyue, after these years of honing, was already a mature researcher, psychologically prepared for these situations.

Under her leadership, the team overcame many challenges step by step, and the experimental fields of Black Crystal Rice No.9 and Sunrise No.3 Wheat have already entered the growth period, and their growth is very promising.

The nutrients contained in the soil of the Demonic World are very rich, even better than the black soil of the human race.

Once the Spring Thunder plan succeeds, it will attract countless prominent families to go to the Demonic World for reclamation.

You must know, the desire for land by any family is endless, representing the ability to feed clansmen, to develop and grow, to proliferate.

Only when individual human families can take root in the Demonic World, it is the capital for the human race to resist the demons beyond the region, otherwise, no matter how powerful the human army is, it is just water without a source.

“Not bad, not bad, the results are indeed satisfactory.” After reading the report, Wang Shouzhe stretched a little, somewhat satisfied.

The Immortal Plant World Tree King Zongshi had long been waiting beside him, and as soon as he put down the documents, she immediately leaned forward, entangling Wang Shouzhe to tell stories.

Waking from the corner, the Profound Martial Wang Liyu, also drawn by the scent of the story, quickly darted to Shouzhe’s side with a speed completely disproportionate to its appearance.

A son and a daughter, just like that, surrounding his knees.

This gave Wang Shouzhe a poignant sense of nostalgia.

Once upon a time, he was also in this small courtyard, telling stories to Li Yao and Zong’an, but in the blink of an eye, his children have already become talents, capable of standing alone in their respective fields, no longer needing his stories.

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