John and his team had traveled a long way back to Sacramento from the Dark Starfield, repeatedly trying to shorten their journey in an attempt to rescue their loved ones from the jaws of death. However, the situation was urgent; ten days earlier, Sacramento had been destroyed, and General Fireflame, who had remained to guard the city, had died on the spot.

"Is Huo Yan dead?" Jin Xin murmured.

John stood behind Jin Xin, supporting him with his shoulder.

"I'm asking you, is Huo Yan dead?" Jin Xin shouted.

“General Jin Xin, this… this is a secret planet where we receive and train former Agnes family soldiers who have defected here. Outsiders are unaware that the planet lord established this base, and similarly, it is very difficult for us to obtain information from the outside world.”

Trang Fengya was discovered by chance by a high-ranking official in Sacramento, and few people knew about him because Star Lord Elizabeth suppressed the news in time.

Sacramento was gaining momentum and had become a target for the Dark Star People and Long Aotian. It was better to prepare for a rainy day than to dig a well when thirsty. Star Lord Elizabeth specially set up Trangfuya as a secret military training ground and as an important source of capital and personnel for their resurgence after Sacramento's defeat.

Previously, Agnes's family soldiers had successively defected to Sacryton. Sacryton could not accept over a million soldiers and their relatives and friends. Roughly counting and rounding up, the number reached a terrifying figure.

Ji Xiaoxiao waved her hand and ordered John to arrange for them to stay at Trang Fengya. Firstly, to give them a safe haven after their turbulent times. Secondly, having been soldiers for many years, they needed training, which Trang Fengya could provide.

To prevent the leakage of Trump Fengya's information, Ji Xiaoxiao forbade them from contacting each other except in emergencies, and explicitly stated that Trump Fengya was not allowed to possess communication devices. In the vast universe and starry sky, the most effective way to block the flow of information was to confiscate communication devices.

"Aren't you sure?" Jin Xin felt a sense of relief.

The Star Lord of Trangfengya shook his head and said, "I have only heard bits and pieces of information. I do not know the facts. Star Lord Elizabeth has repeatedly warned us that Trangfengya is Sacramento's last hope. We must not lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of small gains. Therefore, since Trangfengya was developed, we have never taken the initiative to contact the outside world."

Incomplete information implies uncertainty!

Jin Xin's expression softened somewhat, and he patiently discussed countermeasures with the elegant star lord, Trump, until the moon was high in the sky before they reluctantly parted ways.

After Trump left, only Jin Xin and John remained in the room.

The starry sky beneath Trump's elegant black curtain was empty, except for the moon hanging high, its silvery light carrying a pale blue chill, relentlessly eroding the last remaining warmth in people's hearts.

"John, do you think we can turn the tide and win?"

Tu Yao is unconscious, Huo Yan's fate is unknown, the Star Lord and the other brothers are trapped in the Abyss Valley, and Sacridon's calamities come one after another. It seems that there is a dark hand behind the scenes who is determined to send Sacridon to the eighteenth level of hell and never be able to rise again.

Jin Xin could never forget his successful escape from Dark Star, his arrival in Sacramento, and the devastation he witnessed in the star city. Flames soared into the sky, black smoke billowed, obscuring the clear blue heavens. Heart-wrenching cries and the cacophony of collapsing buildings grew ever louder, the horrifying scene like a gigantic, monstrous beast tearing at the souls of the people of Sacramento.

His home was destroyed by Long Aotian.

How despicable! How hateful!

If John hadn't pulled him back in time, he would have been enraged and rushed onto the field to fight Long Aotian.

"Long Aotian and the Dark Emperor's great victory this time was due to our lack of preparedness and carelessness in Sacramento. Only one of the five generals remained to guard Sacramento, and the Star Lord was deep in the tiger's den and was not there at the right time, so we could not strategize and win from afar, giving them an opening to exploit," John said bitterly, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.

John was filled with resentment and hatred when the matter was mentioned. As the head of Sacramento's think tank and holding an important position, he bore an unshirkable responsibility for Sacramento's terrible disaster. If he could have returned sooner, he could have shared some of Huo Yan's burdens...

Although Huo Yan has a fiery temper, he is exceptionally talented and more than capable of being a general. However, while he excels at deploying troops and issuing orders, his straightforward nature is ill-suited for governing a country.

Faced with a formidable enemy, Huo Yan can quickly mobilize his troops for active defense and counterattack. However, on the civil side, Huo Yan inevitably falls short of his usual standards and mismanages his troops. Over the centuries, there have always been frictions, large and small, between the civil and military factions.

John sighed; after all, the Star Lord had made a mistake.

Indeed, no matter how brilliant Ji Xiaoxiao was, she could not have foreseen that Long Aotian would take such a desperate gamble, ignoring the internal crisis of the empire and fighting them to the death.

There's no point in saying more now that things have come to this.

John gripped Jin Xin's shoulders tightly. "Jin Xin, look at me."

Even when things are urgent, one must remain calm.

“We have not been defeated, the Star Lord is still here. Sacramento has not been destroyed, we still have Tronfengya, and one day we will go back and take back our homeland.” They still have the Star Lord, they still have the hidden power of Tronfengya, so they have no worries about their uprising succeeding.

Yes, they haven't lost yet!

Jin Xin, who had been slightly lowering his head, suddenly raised it, his eyes shining brightly and impossible to look directly at.

"John, will you help me?" Jin Xin asked timidly, unlike his usual sharp and decisive demeanor as a general.

John's expression turned serious, his eyes blazing with anger.

"What help or not? Am I not a Sacramento native?"

"No, I...I was wrong, John." Jin Xin obediently admitted his mistake.

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