MTL - Super Dimensional Martial Immortal-Chapter 339 change

  Chapter 339 Changing generals

  In the smoky city, cries, shouts, and laughter intertwine to form a hellish picture.

  Blood mixed with mud, and the pungent smell of blood enveloped the entire city. The ground under the feet seemed to be the cold internal organs of a corpse, giving off a sticky and slippery touch.

  Walking on the street like a swamp of flesh and blood, breathing the strong stench in the air, Konosuke Ishii showed compassion.

  Suddenly, he saw a soldier dragging a little girl out of the house, biting his wrist tightly, raising his long knife to kill her, a trace of displeasure flashed across his calm face.

  crack~

   At a distance of more than ten meters, Konosuke Ishii slapped the soldier away with a backhand, and walked in front of the two of them.

   "Bagaya Road!!"

  The precise force did not do much damage, but it was extremely insulting. The soldier missing two teeth got up from the ground, his red eyes roaring ferociously.

  But when he turned around and saw Konosuke Ishii's iconic pure white robe, the remaining rationality instantly returned to his brain, and endless fear filled his eyes.

   "Yes... yes... sorry, my lord, I... I didn't know it was you..."

   Ignoring the trembling soldiers, Konosuke Ishii walked up to the little girl, stared into her fearful and hateful eyes, and sighed faintly.

   "Where is the child's family?"

  The soldier trembled all over, glanced at the twitching corpse lying in a pool of blood in the house, and swallowed nervously.

   "All... all dead."

   "Hey, poor child, she became an orphan at such a young age, send her to the orphanage, the empire will treat them kindly..."

  Hearing Konosuke Ishii's compassionate words, the soldier's pupils shrank, and his whole body shuddered.

  Recalling those horrible rumors in the army, he subconsciously persuaded him with the last bit of humanity left.

   "My lord, this guy is thin and small, why don't I find some stronger ones for you?"

   Konosuke Ishii didn't answer, but turned his head quietly, looking at the soldier expressionlessly.

   "I think you are quite strong, why don't you go for her?"

   Feeling chills all over his body, the soldier shivered and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, trying to curl himself into a ball as much as possible.

   "Big... my lord, please spare me..."

   "Hehe, it is their honor to dedicate their lives to the great cause of the empire."

  Whispering ravings echoed in his ears, the soldier watched the struggling little girl being taken away, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

  Unlucky little guy, at least he can die happily in my hands. The whole family fell into the hands of those devils...

  Mental torture, crossbreeding, killing and torture, live experiments...

  Thinking of what those guys did, the soldiers who thought they were cruel and ruthless couldn't help but tremble all over, and their stomachs churned.

  vomit~

   On the other side, another top-quality material was found, and Konosuke Ishii was enthusiastically designing a new experiment, but a sudden bad news instantly wiped out his good mood.

   "The imperial navy was attacked? Oo Aso was martyred??!"

  The pen in his hand fell on the table, and the ink smudged a **** spot on the paper, just like Konosuke Ishii's mood, heavy and dark.

   "Is the news reliable? Has it been confirmed at the base camp?"

   "The base camp has been confirmed, but the news is temporarily blocked, and it is claimed that we have won a small victory."

   Pata~

  The whole person was slumped on the back of the chair, and Konosuke Ishii stared blankly at the void, muttering to himself.

   "Who can defeat the Imperial Navy?"

   "[Qinglongjing]? No, they are too busy to take care of themselves. They are trying their best to deal with internal and external troubles, not to mention there are spies delivering news, even if a sampan goes into the sea, we will know..."

   "The King of the North Sea? It's even more impossible... They have formed an offensive and defensive alliance, and there is no benefit for him to attack us..."

  Listening to Konosuke Ishii's raving, the subordinate beside him said cautiously.

   "The news we have now is that Mr. Damin Wuan led the Liuyin Fleet to attack the Imperial Navy, and..."

   "And what?"

   "And captured more than 80 new empire warships including [Matsushima]..."

  Boom!

A punch hammered the desk into fly ash, and the terrifying divinity distorted the reality. Countless sticky viscera emerged from the wall, wriggling and twisting like living things, secreting corrosive sticky pus, as if the whole building was Turned into the stomach of a monster.

   "What is Yasuo Yamamoto doing? How can he watch the enemy capture the Imperial warship? Incompetent bastard! He should cut open his stomach!"

  The overlapping turbid roars were like the roars of giant monsters, and the tyrannical divinity that rushed towards them made the subordinates tremble, but they did not dare to dodge in the slightest.

   After a long time, Konosuke Ishii, who was furious and crazy, calmed down. The deformed body that wriggled and swelled under the snow-white robe slowly shrank, and returned to a normal human appearance.

   "And then? What are the arrangements at the base camp?"

"The navy is on the defensive, shrinking in all aspects, relying on [Shuangma Island] to ensure that the channel between the empire and Shenli will not be cut off. In addition, the God of Moon Reading will also bring [Eight Foot Qiong Gouyu] to [Shuangma Island] ], to prevent Damin Wu Anjun from coming again..."

  Hearing his subordinate's trembling answer, Konosuke Ishii rubbed his temples painfully, with such force that his skull was pierced.

   "Damin Wu Anjun...isn't he just a teenager? How dare the base camp be so afraid?"

"Besides, if the navy shrinks to the sea area of ​​[Shuangma Island], the western part of the strait and the entire west coast of Shenli will be controlled by the enemy. With such a long front, our army can only defend passively and exhausted, and the empire's military strength will be greatly affected. ..."

   Fingers were inserted into the skull and stirred, and the blood mixed with the brain gurgled down, but Konosuke Ishii seemed to be unaware of it, and murmured to himself.

  Looking at this haunting scene, the subordinate secretly swallowed, and lowered his head in fear.

   Master Ishii seems to be getting more and more crazy...

  ……………

  Damin·Forbidden City

  On the gloomy and gloomy Jinluan Palace, the officials and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty looked at each other silently, and the heavy low air pressure seemed to be covered by dark clouds, making it difficult to breathe.

   After an unknown amount of time, a white-haired and childlike minister gritted his teeth and stood up, sternly reprimanded.

"Xiong Zhangming lost his power and humiliated the country. He lost a city yesterday and retreated five miles today. The majestic Beiming Zhu Kingdom can't resist the Fusang barbarian army, and will only retreat steadily. I suggest that he be withdrawn from the position of the Zhu Kingdom and replaced by a brave and good fighter. Preside over the overall situation!"

  One person took the initiative to stand up and tear up, and countless party members immediately jumped out to echo, and for a while, the entire court was full of attacks on Beimingzhu Kingdom.

   Quietly listening to the ministers accusing Xiong Zhangming of his crimes, it took a long time for the figure wrapped in the auspicious cloud of purple air to speak quietly.

   "He Mao."

   "The slave is here."

   "Tell me, Xuanwujing has millions of troops, and I spend hundreds of millions of dollars for it every year. Why can't I stop the little Fusang?"

"Uh, Your Majesty is kind, but Xuanwu Capital has been corrupt for a long time, and corruption is rampant. The servants once found out that someone was reselling military funds, but before they went deep, the investigators died one after another in the barracks. So far, no results have been reached... "

   "Isn't this obvious? Xiong Zhangming must be instigating behind the scenes to kill people!"

   "That's right, it's Xiong Zhangming's fault that Xuanwujing rotted into what it is today, with one raging soldier and one raging nest!"

   "I'm afraid there are moths everywhere in Xuanwujing, no wonder the Xuanjia army is so weak!"

  ...

   Fierce roars resounded through the court, and more evidence was thrown out continuously. Occasionally, some people wanted to say a few good words for Xiong Zhangming, but they were instantly drowned in the shouts of killing.

  Thousands of people point at it, the whole world crusades, even the figure on the jade steps shrouded in purple clouds begins to shake.

   Could it be... Xiong Zhangming really has a problem?

   At this moment, someone with sufficient weight finally stood up and advised.

   "Father, it is a taboo for military strategists to change generals before the battle, let alone change the national pillar, please think twice!"

  Seeing the increasingly majestic and majestic Princess Eldest personally pampering Xiong Zhang, the ministers of the court dared not speak out, and could only speak in a strange way.

   "Your Highness is confused. Xiong Zhangming has proven his crimes to be convincing, and he deserves to die. He just wants to set things right before he causes a catastrophe. Otherwise, it will be too late for him to regret after he ruins the Imperial Heavenly Army..."

  The piercing ice-blue pupils flickered, and the bone-piercing chill instantly penetrated the soul of the speaker, as if piercing his mind.

   "The evidence of the crime is convincing? Is it based on your own story?"

   "Besides, I think Beimingzhu Kingdom is mature and prudent, with a stable strategy. It relies on the mountainous area in the north of Shenli to defend itself layer by layer. It doesn't care about the gains and losses of a city or a pool. It trades space for time, lengthens Fusang's supply line, and wears down its spirit..."

   "The current front is still 6,000 miles away from the border of Liaozhou. With the current advance speed, how many years will it take for Fusang to occupy the entire territory of Shenli? Three years? Five years? Ten years?"

   Speaking of this, Li Min couldn't help but sneer.

   "It's a small country, what confidence do you have to spend at our doorstep?"

   "As long as we don't mess ourselves up, the constant war pressure will overwhelm Fuso!"

   "When their blood is drained and their energy is exhausted, it will be the time for Damin to turn from defense to offense!"

  Hearing the eldest princess's clear analysis, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty had different thoughts, some were thoughtful, and some were secretly anxious.

   Soon, someone jumped out and retorted.

   "His Royal Highness's words are wrong. Although Fusang is a small country with few people and lack of background, it is united as one and persevering. Your Highness wants to exhaust its national strength and drag down its fighting spirit. I am afraid it is whimsical."

   "I heard that for this war, Fusang mobilized the people to raise military expenses, and a vigorous [Military Funds Donation] and [Charitable Donation] campaign was launched across the country.

   "The money and food raised by the people alone are continuous, not to mention that they can continue to borrow from [Sanjinlian], the background is endless, but we..."

   Quietly glanced at the majestic silhouette behind the auspicious purple cloud, the speaker gritted his teeth.

   "Forgive me to say bluntly, Your Majesty does not want to borrow money from [Sanjinlian], but instead collects taxes from merchants and mines. This is a waste of money, and if things go on like this, all industries will wither and the people will not be able to survive!"

   "Combined with the fact that wars are raging in every state, troops are needed to suppress everywhere. If the war in the north is prolonged, we may be the first to be exhausted instead!"

  The righteous and stern remonstrance echoed in the hall, the figures on the jade steps were neither sad nor happy, but Li Min in the front row sneered.

   "So how do you think you can turn the situation around?"

   His eyes lit up, and the speaker waved his fist decisively.

   "It's very simple, as long as Xiong Zhangming's position is removed and replaced by a brave and diligent general, with the background of the Xuanjia Army, he will be able to destroy the Fusang barbarian army without any delay!"

"Ah…"

   Sneered coldly, Li Min's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a corpse.

   "Changing generals before the battle, the army will be in chaos. I really don't know what Master Li has in mind. He must let the northern front experience a defeat?"

"I…"

  Just about to refute, but when he looked up, he saw Li Min's dark and cold eyes, and the blurted words were instantly frozen in his throat.

   "Ahem, Your Highness the Eldest Princess speaks seriously. Lord Li is also dedicated to serving the country, and does not want to have long nights and dreams."

  Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Fan Zhengyuan, who was wearing a crane and scarlet robe, stood up to smooth things over, and his mature and prudent aura immediately resolved the tension.

"Humph!"

   Facing the court's top officials, even Li Min had to give him some face, and stopped being aggressive with a cold snort.

   Seeing this situation, Fan Zhengyuan comforted his colleagues who were about to move with his eyes, and said in a leisurely manner.

   "Actually, Master Li also has a certain truth in what he said. Now the treasury is empty, there are rebels occupying the state in the west, the White Lotus Sect is in trouble in the south, and there are pirates and Western countries on the east coast..."

   "If the north is dragged into a bitter battle by Fusang again, after a long time, I'm afraid that the [Ji], [Xuan], [Meng], and [Han] four states will be unstable!"

  Hearing Fan Zhengyuan's earnest whisper, Li Min shook his head unmoved.

   "This battle will never be protracted. It can be as fast as several months, or as slow as two years. Fusang will definitely lose!"

   "Oh? Why did the eldest princess say that?"

  Seeing Li Min's confident appearance, the whole hall cast curious eyes.

   Without rushing to answer, Li Min turned around and bowed deeply to the majestic and hazy silhouette on the jade steps.

   "Father, I have some good news to report to you."

"Just a few days ago, Mr. Wu An led the Liuyin Fleet to go deep into [Shuangma Strait], and encountered the Fusang Navy two thousand miles west of [Shuangma Island]. The two sides fought fiercely. In the end, our army won a big victory. General] killed more than 20,000 enemy naval officers and soldiers, and captured more than 30,000 people. He also captured 1 holy battleship, 31 Tier 6 heavy cruisers, 33 Tier 5 light cruisers, and 18 Tier 4 destroyers..."

  Listening to Li Min's proud whispers, the entire Golden Luan Hall was completely silent, and everyone's thoughts were in a mess.

  Looking at each other, the hidden divine thoughts began to shuttle through the crowd.

   "Impossible... Lord Wu An is not as weak as the crown, and he has been in charge of [Liuyin Fengguo] for only two years. How could he beat the Fusang Navy?"

   "That's right, the princess is too anxious for the fifth-level warrior to kill the seventh-level [God General], right? You don't even want face for the sake of momentum?"

"However, he seems to have killed a sea god, and the flesh and blood of the sea **** is still being auctioned. In addition, I heard that he also killed a ghost king in Feng's country, and subdued an old tiger. With this record, It is not impossible to kill another seventh-rank general..."

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  (end of this chapter)