The land of the Western Regions was engulfed in flames of war, with battle raging everywhere.
Further west, this area is a rare haven of peace and tranquility, and also a temporary stronghold for reinforcements from the Frostwest Empire.
Although there was no war, their lives were still difficult.
As the commander, Nishu was even more eager to kill, because the Western Regions had urged them more than thirty times in just three days, which was simply outrageous.
Tiandu more than ten letters requesting help, without fail.
Sure enough, the thirty-fifth request for help arrived today, and the messenger was still the same. Nishu even suspected that he had turned back halfway.
"General, we need reinforcements! It'll be too late if we don't go now! The White Horse Volunteers broken into the encirclement and is causing widespread destruction..."
Grass!
This time, they didn't just come to ask for help; they also brought news of setbacks on the front lines and the deteriorating situation in the Western Regions.
Nishu's face turned green. He kicked the messenger away and angrily said, "Hurry up, hurry up! If there's an enemy, why don't you fight it yourselves? You have over 500,000 troops! Are you just for show?"
Just go and do it! Don't you even know how to do that?
I'm not your father, yet you've been nagging me over thirty times in three days!
What the hell is this? They clearly have an army of 500,000, yet they keep asking me for help with 300,000 troops. It's utterly shameless.
Commanding an army of 500,000 and ending up in this mess, they might as well have just taken a dog.
"General, please calm down!"
The deputy general on the side could only manage a wry smile. He was also angry, but he still maintained his composure. He sent someone to take the messenger away before trying to persuade the situation.
"King Jite of the Myriad Forms Kingdom is extremely cunning. He repeatedly avoids battle, even saying that he would rather lie down and surrender to the Great Liang, just to force us to stand up for him."
"He's so confident that we're unable to attend to the eastern front and need to rely on them to defend against the invasion of Great Liang, which is why he's so brazen!"
Although it was somewhat unpleasant, they had no choice but to respond, otherwise, if the Western Regions fell into ruin, it would not be good news for the Frostwest Empire.
" Jite, you son of a bitch, you have absolutely no shame!"
Nishu was about to explode. If Jite were in front of him, he would definitely strangle him to death and then poke hundreds of holes in him.
They're even blaming the Frostwest Empire for this? That's utterly shameless!
Beside him, an old general who had long heard of Jite couldn't help but smile wryly, "These opportunists from the Western Regions have never been loyal or righteous people. They're all more cunning than monkeys. Right now, they probably want to preserve their strength, which is why they want us to step forward."
Clearly, the Western Regions Alliance knew from the beginning that it couldn't defeat the Great Liang, which is why it created such a mess – it was essentially giving up.
Damn!
Nishu snorted coldly, his face grim, and said, "This time I'm here to teach Jite a lesson. He really thinks he can outsmart Wushuang? I'll show him what the wrath of thunder is!"
The Frostwest Empire may not want to expend too much power, but that doesn't mean it can't defeat the Myriad Forms Kingdom.
The Great Liang can destroy your Western Regions, and so can the Frostwest Empire.
"General, please calm down. The situation at the front is dire and must be reversed. If the entire Western Regions fall, then it will all be for naught," the lieutenant whispered a reminder.
Nishu nodded and said in a deep voice, "Bring the messenger here and ask him what happened at the front and where the enemy has advanced to."
The messenger was quickly brought back, looking half-dead.
Only after Nishu offered to go and provide support did he show a look of joy and immediately stand up.
They still sent someone to bring the messenger back.
"General, the situation is extremely urgent. If you don't continue to send reinforcements, we won't be able to hold out any longer!"
"You weren't guarding at all!" Nishu said irritably.
He's convinced now; when dealing with shameless people, having any sense of shame means you've already lost.
After confirming the location, he sent a message back home and immediately prepared for the army to set off to support the Western Regions.
The Frostwest Empire.
When news of the defeat at the front reached the Frostwest Empire, Bill III nearly dropped his scepter.
If things continue like this, the destruction of the Western Regions is probably only a matter of time.
If the Western Regions fall, it means that the army of the Great Liang will march to the border of the Frostwest Empire, which would be a terrible thing.
The Frostwest Empire will face a stranglehold by three major forces: the Great West Empire, the Black Skull Army, and the Great Liang Dynasty. It will be an unprecedented predicament.
"Your Majesty, it is said that envoys from the Great West Empire have entered the Great Liang. They probably intend to join forces with the Great Liang Dynasty to attack our Frostwest Empire. We must be on guard."
An old minister stepped forward, looking worried.
These words caused some concern among the courtiers. The Great West Empire, for example, was an old rival of the Frostwest Empire.
If the two sides were to actually unite, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Bill III nodded slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. He asked in a deep voice, "Is there any movement from the Zhennan Dynasty?"
The Frostwest Empire alone cannot mobilize too many troops to the eastern battlefield, and he will absolutely not reinforce the east unless absolutely necessary.
Because that would disrupt the balance of the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, although the Zhennan Dynasty has agreed to our request for an alliance, it has remained silent. I'm afraid they want us and Great Liang to fight to the death before they come out to reap the benefits," another minister said in a deep voice.
"You bastard!"
Upon hearing this, Bill III could no longer contain his anger.
This Western Regions is unreliable, fine, but this Zhennan Dynasty is unreliable too.
If we simply allow the Great Liang to take over the Western Regions, not only will our own future be difficult, but the Zhennan Dynasty will also likely face annihilation.
Why would this bastard be so foolish?
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Contact the Zhennan Dynasty immediately. If they continue down this path, it won't just be my Frostwest Empire that suffers."
Once the Great Liang conquers the Western Regions, it means that the Great Liang can attack the Zhennan Dynasty from both the east and the north, and their lives will not be easy.
Furthermore, we should immediately dispatch envoys to the capital of Great Liang to prevent the alliance between Great Liang and the Great West Empire, while also offering substantial rewards to gain Great Liang's favor. Currently, we cannot spare too many troops to deal with Great Liang.
The Frostwest Empire can no longer withstand the pincer attack from two behemoths, so it has no choice but to back down.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Although it's hard to admit, a united front between the Great Liang Dynasty and the Great West Empire would be bad news for the Frostwest Empire.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Great Liang uses Zhenwu as the name of his state. He is probably not a benevolent ruler; he is clearly a powerful and ruthless emperor who cannot be swayed by even the smallest amount of benefit."
"For founding emperors like these, their ambitions are enormous and cannot be satisfied with just a little bit of profit, so there must be something else involved," a minister couldn't help but remind him.
What is that?
Princess Anne!