The armies march! A million-strong mighty host! A night raid on the Fan Kingdom! [Recruiting an operations manager]

"I am Xu Qingxiao!"

"Regent Minister of Great Wei."

"Six Ministries, lords, and generals, heed my command!"

"Declare war on the Various Kingdoms!"

As Xu Qingxiao's voice rang out, the entire Capital of Great Wei erupted from top to bottom.

The people had waited far too long for this day.

Over these twenty-one days, three responses and three warnings had earned them not respect, but humiliation.

Great Wei had not won the Northern Expedition, but neither had it lost.

Every last citizen of Great Wei had been waiting for this declaration of war.

At last, Great Wei had declared war.

And Xu Qingxiao himself had given the order.

How could the people not be exhilarated?

How could their hearts not surge with passion?

The crowd roared, crying long life to Her Majesty and shouting Xu Qingxiao's name.

"War! War! War!"

"Kill those sons of bitches!"

"We support Lord Xu!"

"Good, good, good! We're finally going to war!"

"Fight them! Fight them! Show them the might of our Great Wei!"

The people raised their arms and cheered. They feared war, but they would not shrink from it.

Great Wei's seven centuries of heritage had given every citizen a proud heart-the pride of a nation standing above all others.

At this moment, all of Great Wei was stirred.

Within the Six Ministries.

The Ministry of Personnel.

Chen Zhengru let out a long sigh. He gazed at the sky. He had done everything he could.

Yet it had still ended in war, an unavoidable war.

He closed his eyes tightly.

He closed his eyes tightly.

This war could not be avoided. In the end, they had reached this point.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Zhengru opened his eyes. There was no murkiness in his gaze, only resolve-resolve unlike any he had