" The Spartak and Eindhoven are more anxious because their emperor is more foolish than the Ajax emperor." Upon hearing the name Krasic, Sun Fei's killing intent suddenly surged. He said with a cold smile, refraining from attacking the enemy prince before him.
The night wind howled fiercely, cutting like a knife, and swirling up thousands of clumps of sand.
Having considered the purpose of his trip, and since he was sitting down to have a proper chat, Sun Fei slowly cast aside the hatred in his heart. He looked up at the moon, and suddenly a bourgeois sentiment arose. After thinking for a moment, he took out a wine pot and two wine jars from his storage ring, and then slowly and elegantly took out some exquisite pastries that he had stored inside to satisfy his cravings, and placed them on the luxurious carpet.
He poured himself a glass of wine, drank it down, smacked his lips, and then continued the conversation.
"During my time in St. Saint Petersburg, the imperial capital, and on the way to Twin Flag City with the army, I heard wandering bards sing praises of Emperor Chivu's wisdom, benevolence, and ambition more than once. So, I've always wondered, why would an emperor who had endured twenty-six years of hardship suddenly lose patience? There's only one explanation: his allies were no longer willing to wait... And indeed, that was the case. Heh heh, it's not the formidable opponent you should fear, but the incompetent teammates!"
"Your last sentence is interesting... You're right, according to the Empire's plan, this war should have started a year later." Fairenton didn't sense Sun Fei 'Sun Fei inner turmoil, but he didn't stand on ceremony with him. He grabbed the wine jug, poured himself a full glass of fine wine, drank it down in one gulp, and exclaimed, " Zenit Imperial Family's Jade Brew? It's hopeless. Only the fertile and abundant lands of the Zenit Empire can produce such intoxicating wine. The desolate Shamo of the Ajax Empire only ever bury corpses and bones, bringing death and disaster."
"The desire for land and people has always been the original sin that drives war in any era. I completely understand the Ajax people. On this continent, everyone wants the most fertile and abundant land, and everyone wants a more comfortable living environment." Sun Fei recalled the words of a great dictator from his previous life, and now he truly understood their profound meaning. He sighed softly and continued, "So, even without the humiliation of the city's fall twenty-six years ago, war would still have broken out. Am I right?"
Fairenton nodded in agreement.
Then he grabbed a piece of pastry, put it in his mouth, wiped the crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and gently licked his lips.
The atmosphere was a bit eerie.
His Highness the Prince was behaving less and less like an imperial prince—and moreover, an imperial prince who was hostile to Sun Fei. Sun Fei's behavior was also not like that of an imperial prince. The two seemed more like Sun Fei's cronies who often freeloaded on him, exchanging tips on picking up girls on the playground in the middle of the night.
If someone were to witness this scene, they would surely assume that the two were reaching some kind of private agreement for their own ambitions.
In fact, Sun Fei did have this plan.
With a smile, His Majesty the King casually suggested, "You see, Emperor Chivu doesn't want war to break out so soon, and Zenit is currently in a complete mess. I myself am even less inclined to fight. In that case, wouldn't it be better if we made a truce? We can wait a year before engaging in battle again."
"Your Majesty is joking." Fairenton raised his head, staring into Sun Fei's eyes. Seeing the sincerity in Sun Fei's gaze, and realizing he wasn't joking, he remained silent for a long while before shaking his head and saying, "That's impossible, because how this war is conducted is not up to you, nor is it up to me."
"That's really a downer," Sun Fei said, pouting in dissatisfaction.
Snatching the glass from Fairenton's hand and pouring himself a drink, His Majesty the King's temper flared even faster. He threatened viciously, "Believe me or not, I'll beat you half to death and hold you captive in Twin Flag City. Then, when the Ajax army is hesitant to attack, if they dare to breach the city, I'll cut a piece of your flesh and send it to them. Let's see who gets anxious first!"
Fairenton he was no match for this man his own age, but he showed no fear whatsoever. He smiled helplessly and said, "You... you're really hard to fathom. But this method will definitely not work."
After taking another sip, His Highness the Prince shook his head and smiled, "You think that way because your understanding of Emperor Chivu is limited to the stories of those wandering bards. You've never met him, so you don't know him. The reality is, any truly ambitious and wise emperor wouldn't abandon a plan he's prepared for twenty-six years for the sake of a mere son. Such a threat is an unacceptable challenge to the dignity of a noble ruler, especially since I'm just one of my father's one hundred and thirty-six sons. Cold-bloodedness is a quality that any emperor possesses."
"Now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense." Sun Fei smiled and downed another glass of wine. "Since I can't capture you, how about I kill you? Without you, the 70,000 Ajax troops surrounding Twin Flag City will be scattered. I can wipe them out effortlessly before your reinforcements arrive."
"Although I am merely one of my father's thirty-six sons, I still hold a certain importance in his heart. Moreover, I have a teacher behind me whom even Emperor Chivu wouldn't dare to easily provoke. Therefore, if you kill me, you will stir up a hornet's nest. Not only will Twin Flag City suffer annihilation, but your Chambord City will likely face utter destruction. Alexander, you are a very cunning fellow. You should have already investigated my status in Ajax and the origins of my sect, so you won't kill me. Otherwise, you could have killed me during the daytime raid on the camp, wouldn't you?"
"That's right, you're really like a dragon's ass—you can't touch it." Sun Fei nodded in annoyance.
Looking at the crimson moon in the sky, His Majesty the King glared at the smug-smiling Ajax prince and roared, "That's right, before I even arrived in Twin Flag City, I had already thoroughly investigated your background as the vanguard commander of the Ajax army, including your formidable teacher and your equally formidable fellow disciples. What bad luck to have run into you! The Zenit Empire might be able to afford the price of angering Emperor Chivu and your sect, but my Chambord City certainly cannot afford it for now."
"Hahaha, it seems you're not as blindly loyal to the Zenit Imperial Family as many Ajax officers speculated. Otherwise, even if Chambord City were to face annihilation, you wouldn't have let go of the absolute opportunity to wipe out the 70,000-strong Ajax army... Haha, you say you're unlucky to have met me, but I must admit, I'm truly lucky to have met you. Otherwise, if I had encountered some other reckless madman, I might already be dead?"
Having fallen short of Sun Fei in today's highly anticipated duel, the frustration that had plagued the usually successful and proud Fairenton seemed to have been completely avenged in this conversation, hence his smug smile.
"Hey, Your Highness, just a heads-up, don't provoke me. I'm not very good at managing my emotions, otherwise I might get carried away and do something irrational and outrageous." Sun Fei was a little annoyed. But then he suddenly remembered something and grinned smugly. "Haha, I burned all the provisions for your 70,000-strong army. If you don't retreat soon, your warriors will all starve to death!"
Upon hearing Fairenton's face froze, and he regained his earlier expression of gritted teeth.
Those provisions were incredibly precious to the Ajax people, accumulated bit by bit by countless Ajax people. Moreover, even a single breadcrumb in the Shamo is more valuable than gold. To burn them all was like stabbing him in the Daozi — Daozi with barbs that could easily rip out a chunk of flesh.
"Alright, that's about time. If we keep talking, something big might happen in the Barracks. Besides, we don't really have anything in common to talk about." Sun Fei stretched, stood up, and put the wine flask into his storage ring. He seriously suggested, "Let's not attack the city for the next few days. Otherwise, I might send someone to sneak into your Barracks at night to do something, like poisoning the wells you've dug."
Fairenton's expression changed.
This guy in front of him, who doesn't play by the rules, can make his heart pound with fear no matter what he says; he's definitely a difficult opponent to figure out.
But then he suddenly realized something and laughed, "The deep well we dug is the same as the underground river in Twin Flag City. Once the poisonous water spreads... haha, if you want to poison your own people too, then it'll be easy."
"Damn it!" Sun Fei couldn't help but utter a curse that sounded completely nonsensical to Fairenton.
For some reason, Sun Fei had always felt mentally and physically exhausted during his time in St. Saint Petersburg, but tonight, being with this enemy commander, he felt unusually relaxed. There was no longer so much scheming and backstabbing, no longer the need to carefully consider every word. Everything was free to do as he pleased, and he couldn't help but blurt out some unconventional greetings from his past life. "I have the antidote, I'm not afraid."
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