"What? Old Cha'er has already been defeated?"
Upon receiving this news, Bill III's heart skipped a beat. This rebellious son was so fast; the Net probably wouldn't even have time to save him.
Damn it, I'm probably doomed today!
He sighed, accepting the reality, and sneered, "What's the situation outside? Why hasn't that rebellious son come to see me yet?"
"Haha, Father, you actually think of me that way? Of course, I went to catch the assassin, and I did!" A boastful voice rang out, Ashina Tiandu finally arrived at the main hall.
Bang!
A man, bound hand and foot, was thrown in; it was none other than Old Cha'er, who had previously guarded the palace.
Thrown to the ground like trash, Old Cha'er felt utterly ashamed and said bitterly, "Your Majesty, this old minister has disappointed you!"
"It's none of your business, you did your best!" Bill III smiled wryly, knowing he couldn't be blamed, given the vast disparity in strength between the two sides.
It's all because of this unfilial son!
His gaze fell upon Tiandu, then upon Aksu and the others behind him, his eyes filled with rage.
This is betrayal from his own son; what an unfilial son! And these officials—not a single one of them is good; they're all scoundrels!
"The traitor!"
"Father, you flatter me!"
Father and son exchanged a glance across the hall, their eyes devoid of any warmth, filled only with chilling murderous intent and rage.
However, compared to Bill III's anger, Ashina Tiandu was full of smiles. To him, the anger in his father's eyes was nothing more than silent rage.
He's powerless to turn the tide!
Bill III was furious at the sight of him and roared, "You unfilial son! What have I ever done to wrong you that you would betray me?"
You are the heir to the empire, yet you openly rebel; you will become a sinner in history!
This rebellious son is the future heir, and it's only a matter of time before he becomes the emperor of Frostwest. Yet he can't even wait that long and has to rebel directly.
If this causes problems for the empire, both he and his son will be sinners.
"Hmph, you're the sinner!"
Upon hearing his words, Ashina Tiandu's face turned extremely ugly, and he angrily said, "You want to hand over the empire to that tyrant in the East? You are the sinner for all time!"
The Frostwest Empire was once incredibly powerful, a rare hegemon in the All Under Heaven, and you actually want to pledge allegiance to someone whose kingdom has been established for less than a year!
He was somewhat hysterically angry; his father was treating him like a fool.
He claims to be the heir, but once he submits to the Great Liang, he'll be a prisoner. What heir will he be then?
It's a joke that a powerful nation doesn't even dare to fight and is ready to surrender and admit defeat.
You're the sinner, not me.
"You!!!!"
Upon hearing this, Bill III's face stiffened, and he blushed slightly, a rare occurrence for him.
However, he showed no remorse whatsoever, gritting his teeth as he said, "What do you know, you unfilial son? Do you know how powerful the Great Liang is now?"
"So what if he's powerful? Our Frostwest Empire has over two million troops. What can he do to us?" Ashina Tiandu sneered.
With its own empire's two million-strong army at its disposal, and after joining forces with the Great West Empire, what does it matter if the Great Liang becomes powerful? It is the Great Liang that should be worried.
My father is old now, he's lost all his spirit, all he can think about is surrender!
"Two million troops?"
Upon hearing his words, a bitter smile flashed in Bill III's eyes, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "If I told you that the Great Liang army exceeds four million, do you think your two million is too many?"
If I told you that the Great Liang dynasty had annihilated over four million enemy troops, would you think two million is a lot?
He certainly wanted to struggle, but after Old Cha'er found out about this information, he finally fell silent.
Later, he saw the weapons and equipment of the Great Liang, which dispelled the last bit of resentment in his heart. The strength of the Great Liang far surpassed that of the Frostwest Empire.
Two million is nothing; they've already wiped out nearly four million.
"Four million troops?"
Upon hearing this, not only Ashina Tiandu, but even the Xiaoniu who had just joined him couldn't help but shudder and almost collapsed to the ground.
Holy crap!
What does an army of four million mean? It's comparable to one-fifth of the population of the Frostwest Empire.
This Great Liang Dalian is absolutely outrageous.
One of the military officers couldn't help but say with some fear, "Four hundred troops? How utterly insane! What terrifying expenditure would it take to maintain such a massive army? Has the Emperor of Great Liang gone mad?"
"That would be an astronomical figure!"
A cold glint flashed in Aksu's eyes. The Great Liang was indeed too strong, but if he continued to play like this, he would probably break down!
As the Minister of War, he naturally knew the terrifying scale of military expenditures; it was no joke, requiring real money.
The Great Liang army of four million is an absolute money-devouring beast, and the Great Liang emperor must be a madman.
"Snort!"
After a brief moment of shock, Ashina Tiandu quickly recovered and sneered, "So what if there are four million troops? I estimate that only a little over a million can actually fight. Otherwise, Lin Yi wouldn't have been moving troops around like that."
To put it bluntly, wars are fought by elite troops; the rest are just incompetent fools. What do we in the West have to fear?
We don't only have two million troops. Once we complete the Western Alliance, we can completely contend with the Great Liang. It's still uncertain who will emerge victorious.
Once he destroys Abaddon, he will be the true king of the four directions, and no one will dare to defecate on his head anymore.
With the support of both civil Wu Da, and with unparalleled wisdom, how could he not uphold the Frostwest Empire?
"Forehead!"
Upon hearing his words, Bill III couldn't help but roll his eyes. If that were really the case, it would be a good thing, but things weren't that simple.
If the Great Liang were truly that weak, Zhennan and the Yamata Nation wouldn't be in such dire straits.
According to reports, it wasn't just one army that destroyed the Yamata Nation and the Zhennan Dynasty, proving that the Great Liang had at least two million elite troops.
The remaining Western Regions forces are also elite troops, numbering at least three million. This rebellious son's claim of a million elite troops is utter nonsense.
But now that this guy has rebelled, even if the country falls, it's none of my business. Let him do whatever he wants.
He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Hmph, this has nothing to do with me anymore. You've already usurped the throne, so I'll leave it to you from now on."
I only have one question for you: how are you going to treat me?
He can't care about anything else now; all he needs to do is worry about his own survival. As for the others, they can only fend for themselves.
Hahaha!
Ashina Tiandu. His father, who had once disciplined him like a grandson, was now groveling before him. What a joke!
I was right to rebel!
He looked at his father with a smile and sighed, "Father, you were assassinated today. If nothing happens to you, I won't be able to explain it to the people!"