The army is moving out!

Han Xin ordered the tens of millions of troops assembled in Beijiang Prefecture to set out.

The army was huge, covering the sky and the sun, but it was well-organized.

With elite vanguards exploring the way ahead, there is no need to worry about ambushes.

The road from Beijiang Prefecture to the imperial capital of Thang Long had been explored countless times during the period of assembly and stationing.

Apart from the Bac River, there are no strategic locations to defend ahead, and the army can reach the imperial capital of Thang Long without any hindrance.

"Marshal, do you want to achieve your goal in one battle?" Pang Tong asked from the side.

"It's time." Han Xin looked towards the direction of the imperial capital of Shenglong. "Goguryeo and the Mongol Empire have been conquered. We must also speed up."

"If we attack the city, I'm afraid the losses will be huge," said Pang Tong.

"What good plan does Mr. Pang have?" Han Xin asked.

"No plan, but there is one thing."

"Mr. Pang, please speak."

Han Xin humbly asked for advice. After several days of contact, he realized that Pang Tong's talents and strategies were no worse than his. That was why the emperor sent Pang Tong to accompany him to serve as a military advisor.

"There are many Baiyue rebel armies in the Shenglong Imperial Capital. After many defeats, the rebels are impatient and under great pressure. We only need to surround it without attacking. Shenglong Imperial Capital will inevitably be in turmoil and will fall without a fight."

"Why are you so confident, sir, that they will cause internal unrest?"

"Human nature. According to my observation, the Baiyue people lack patience and have a monkey-like character. They are smart, cunning, and timid. In addition, they have been defeated repeatedly in battles. Facing powerful enemies like us, their morale is low, and now they are restless. If we besiege the city, there will definitely be civil unrest in the city." Pang Tong said confidently.

"How long will the siege last?"

"Five days!"

Pang Tong stretched out his hand and slapped it with great confidence.

"Okay, this time, the army will besiege the city for five days. After five days, we will attack again."

"Thank you, General Han, for your trust." Pang Tong clasped his fists and said with a smile.

"You are too polite, sir. Although I can capture the imperial capital of Thang Long, I will not refuse if you have a plan that can reduce the cost of casualties," said Han Xin.

The atmosphere in Shenglong Imperial Capital became increasingly tense.

Thanh Hoa Prefecture was captured by Lu Xun, cutting off the retreat route, and now Thang Long Huang is an isolated city.

When they heard that Han Xin's army was setting off, everyone in the entire Shenglong Imperial Capital was worried.

They all knew that the final decisive battle was approaching.

"Is the country going to be destroyed?"

"They can reach the outskirts of Shenglong Imperial Capital in half a day's march. They won't see tomorrow's sunrise and are heading to a land of chaos."

"I heard that the Land of Chaos is now divided among the major guilds."

"It's the secession of the defeated guilds of various nations. I wonder if they'll ever be able to rise again."

"Our Baiyue team shouldn't be too weak. We're stronger than the players on the African, Australian, and South American servers."

"What's the point of us not being weak? The good territories have already been occupied by the guilds that entered first, and we've lost the initiative."

"well!"

Inside the imperial capital of Thang Long, as the news of Han Xin's departure spread, the tense atmosphere was squeezed to the extreme.

After half a day's march, Han Xin's tens of millions of troops stopped and set up camp thirty miles away from the imperial capital of Thang Long. Pessimistic mood spread in the imperial capital of Thang Long.

…

Ruan Tianyue watched the real-time images sent back by the war correspondents at the front, and his heart sank.

In real life, they have been influenced by Chinese culture and know Han Xin's status in Chinese history.

This invincible god of war now commands an army of tens of millions, and his country is rich and his people are strong. He can't think of any way to stop the Great Xia army.

Not only Ruan Tianyue, but also several guild leaders beside him were silent at this moment.

They know what the next move is.

"President, do we really have to do this?" a young man nearby asked hesitantly.

"Pan, this is a helpless move. How can you resist Han Xin? Or do you think that Emperor Shenglong can withstand Han Xin's offensive?" Ruan Tianyue asked back.

“But we will become the sinners of Baiyue and be hated by many real-life players. I’m afraid we won’t be able to move forward.” said the young man named Pan.

"Sinner? Chaos Land is an international server. It has not only Asian players but also players from other servers. As long as we keep the money we invested, we can use it to expand Chaos Land. Otherwise, we will end up with nothing."

There was a ruthless look in Ruan Tianyue's eyes.

"Do you want to be scolded, or live like a grandson in a land of chaos? Dynasty is no longer just a game. Some abilities involve reality. Without resources, we will always be weak."

This question goes straight to the heart.

The top leaders of the Dai Viet Guild were all silent.

As vested interests of the Dai Viet Guild, they had invested heavily in the early stages. Once the Baiyue Dynasty was destroyed, all their investments would vanish.

"The abilities in Dynasty have been reflected in reality. What will happen in this game next is unpredictable. Without resources, we will be weak in both Dynasty and reality. You can choose to withdraw, and I will not try to persuade you to stay. Just don't leak this plan."

Ruan Tianyue looked around and everyone was silent.

"If you all don't quit, start planning your next move," Ruan Tianyue said.

The young man named Pan thought for a long time and chose to stand where he was. The others did not choose to quit and stayed quietly.

Han Xin deployed his troops outside the imperial capital of Thang Long, and the tense atmosphere in the city was suppressed to the extreme.

With the two previous examples of Goguryeo and the Mongol Empire, the shadow of national destruction shrouded the entire Thang Long Imperial Capital.

…

The three of them appeared at the entrance of the [Yinxu Secret Realm].

The original small mound disappeared, and under their feet was an ancient teleportation altar.

The surroundings have changed. All you can see are broken walls and ruins, and there is a ruined city buried underground.

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