"Zhang Xing is here?
Yes, he will be here sooner or later. Where is he now? "
Gebre said weakly.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Xing's army is already at Fort Coden. They'll be there in an hour."
Although Sparker tried his best to remain calm, one could still hear the fear in his trembling voice.
"What?"
With a clatter, Gebre jumped up from his throne.
"Say that again. Where is Zhang Xing now?"
"Your Majesty, Zhang Xing is still an hour away from Fort Coden. He is here!"
"No!
Impossible! "
Gebre's eyes widened and his breathing quickened. "He can't possibly take down Thunderbolt Castle, Stonehenge Castle, and Thorn Tooth City in a day and a night!"
"Your Majesty, Zhang Xing did not attack these three cities. They all … … all surrendered!"
Sparker said with a pained expression.
"What?
Surrendered? "
With a plop, Gebre was so shocked by this news that he sat down on the ground again.
After a while, he suddenly looked up. "What about the other reinforcements?
What about the reinforcements from the other allied nations? "
"Your Majesty … … They … … They … … Sigh!"
"Tell me, did they send reinforcements?"
Gebre already knew why Sparker could not say, but he still wanted to hear the news that he did not want to hear.
"No, they only agreed verbally, but they did not act!"
Sparker clenched his teeth and said angrily.
"Damn it!
When they heard that we were going to divide the Ten Thousand Martial Kingdom, they fought to send reinforcements. Now that the situation is bad, they are all hiding in fear. "
"When this is over, I will find them one by one to settle the score!"
Gebre waved his fist and complained fiercely.
"Your Majesty, we are not ready yet. Two days is too short … … What do we do now?"
Sparker knelt on one knee and looked at Gebre without blinking.
Gebre was still angry, but when he heard this, he suddenly understood. Yes, now was not the time to be angry. The most important thing now was how to deal with Zhang Xing.
Withdrawing his hand, he took a deep breath and looked at Duke Wendelun.
Once again, the old minister was right. He had seen through the entire war and knew the pros and cons of it.
But he didn't listen to this old official's advice, not even once.
He had already made two wrong decisions. Could he make a third?
Should I listen to Duke Wendelun's opinion this time?
The Emperor did not know, so he asked, "What do you think, Archduke?"
"Your Majesty, if we were to fight, we would definitely lose. As a result, you would have to stand up and take all the responsibility."
"We can ask for peace, but Zhang Xing might punish us according to the rules of the defeated country, or according to any rules he thinks of."
"And we have no choice. We have no chance to negotiate. We can only agree."
"After that, Zhang Xing will definitely ignore us, but the Niucor Empire will definitely fall from being the number one country to being a third-rate country, even worse than the current status of the Wan Wu Kingdom."
Gebre immediately understood what Wendren meant, but he couldn't accept it. He couldn't adopt it.
If he had listened to his advice the first two times, perhaps it wouldn't have been so serious, but it was different now.
The Emperor wanted to stand up and take all the responsibility. This was asking him to apologize with his life!
Who could accept such a condition?
Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well fight.
This was the greedy and selfish genes of the Gebre family. Everything revolved around themselves. As long as it was beneficial to them, they would do it, regardless of what others thought.
"I'd rather die in battle than beg Zhang Xing for mercy!
Never! "
After saying this, Emperor Gebre waved his hand and left. His stubborn words echoed in everyone's ears for a long time.