A Blood-Soaked Founding (Please Vote)

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Li Tong made his suggestion, but Jian Shang kept tapping his fingers in silence and gave no answer.

"This subordinate understands that you want to keep the Terracotta Warriors as a trump card against powerful enemies in the future, my lord. But this is our capital, our stronghold. What force in the world could fight its way here? As the saying goes, if the skin is gone, where can the hair cling? Even if the National War you spoke of breaks out, an enemy reaching this place would mean all of Divine Land had fallen. What use would the Terracotta Warriors be then?"

Seeing that his lord still gave no response, Wei Wuji chose his words carefully and offered this reminder. The other Wuhuan officers were growing anxious.

Hearing Wei Wuji's argument, the others nodded in agreement.

Jian Shang sighed inwardly and shook his head. Rather than answer, he asked, "If the Otherworlder Alliance dared to do this only because they didn't know our trump card, why didn't they dare to break with us completely and wage all-out war?"

"Well... reputations carry weight. Given your renown and our strength, an all-out war on our home ground would cost them dearly too," Wei Wuji replied after some thought.

Jian Shang smiled without confirming or denying it.

Gao Hong knitted her brows. "Do you mean... they've kept such powerful forces hidden all this time mainly for the National War? That they don't dare expend them fighting us?"

"That's part of it. But the Otherworlder World works differently from this one. Ordinary people make up the overwhelming majority there—more than ninety-nine percent. I'm an Otherworlder too. If they pour their military strength into infighting, the pressure on them will be no less than on us. That was the main reason