The Sacred Emperor was dead. With the Central Sacred Nation leaderless, the various Army Marquises did everything they could to stabilize the troops, but they could not withstand the severe collapse in morale.
"That Marquis, where should we go now? Retreat to the divine capital, or surrender?" After hesitating for a long while, the soldier finally asked.
Iron Sword Marquis's eyes were deep and solemn. "That is precisely the most difficult choice before us."
"Retreating to the divine capital is wrong, but surrendering is even more wrong."
"But if we do not surrender, the Sacred Emperor is dead, and chaos will inevitably engulf the upper echelons of the Central Sacred Nation. The Divine Martial Nation is at the height of its momentum and will surely send its army straight for the divine capital. By then, the Central Sacred Nation will have no power to resist. Within a year, the Central Sacred Nation will certainly be destroyed by the Divine Martial Nation."
"But if we surrender, when the experts of the Zhao Family of the Ancient Immortal Sect descend to the lower world in the future, those of us who surrendered will inevitably be slaughtered one by one by the Ancient Immortal Sect's experts."
"To surrender is wrong, and not to surrender is also wrong..."
Iron Sword Marquis shook his head, his face bitter.
This was not merely something Iron Sword Marquis was pondering. The other Army Marquises of the Central Sacred Nation were considering the same problem.
Now that the Sacred Emperor was dead, the Central Sacred Nation would not be destroyed by the Divine Martial Nation in the immediate future.
But with the Central Sacred Nation leaderless, the Crown Prince and the Seventeenth Prince would surely battle fiercely for the imperial throne, while Prince Rong, Prince Gui, and the