At this moment, Mu Lin's heart surged with passion, his blood boiling.
"So..."
"So, our primary objective this time is to use ordinary soldiers to hold back the various armies of the Spirit Hall Empire, while our elite forces strike directly at Spirit City, the Spirit Hall Empire's capital, forcing Bibi Dong to abandon the main army and lead the soul master legions back to defend it."
"Limit the scope of this war to soul masters as much as possible."
Feng Tianxiang looked at Mu Lin, who returned his gaze. Both their eyes were filled with emotion.
"We are gathering forty thousand soul tool troops and marching on Spirit City, but they also have several Super Douluo, not to mention Qian Daoliu, a Peerless Douluo. Bibi Dong is unfathomable as well. I'm worried..." Before calculating victory, one had to calculate defeat. Mu Lin still had one final concern.
Feng Tianxiang dispelled Mu Lin's worries with a single sentence. "Your Highness has already returned to Mingdu."
"Leave it to me!" Mu Lin finally relaxed. He turned and strode out of the tent.
"This was sent from Star Luo City. What do you think?"
In Mingdu's Sun Moon Imperial Palace, Xu Tianyang looked at the two letters from the Star Luo Empire that he had just received from Xu Yunxiao.
After quickly reading through them, Xu Tianyang's expression did not change much. When a great building was about to collapse, there was never a shortage of those who switched sides at the last moment. The Zhu Family's actions had been within his expectations, but the Dai Family's decision had surprised him somewhat.
"I never expected the situation within Star Luo City to have deteriorated to this extent. The emperor's brother-in-law and the emperor himself both wanted to sell the Star Luo