Chapter 76 076 Surrender to the Enemy Now you can tell me, where is she...?

Yuan Si's death came suddenly. The Heavenly Realm originally intended to keep it a secret, but the people of the Ghost Realm spread the news all over the Heavenly Realm, causing great chaos among the people.

The Ghost Realm had previously tried its best to avoid war with the Celestial Realm, firstly because the transition between the old and new Ghost Kings had led to internal instability, and secondly because the rebellion had just been quelled, leaving its army weakened.

Now, the first reason is no longer necessary, because the Heavenly Realm has just lost its ruler and is in a similar situation to the Ghost Realm. As for the second reason, the marriage alliance has bought them more than half a year, and the Ghost Realm's military has been reorganized at the fastest speed, restoring 80% of its former strength.

Both reasons for avoiding war no longer exist. If we don't fight now, when will we?

General Meng's main force was unstoppable and broke through the South Heavenly Gate in one fell swoop. A small force was also sent out to sneak into the Heavenly Court in the chaos to meet Meng.

Because of the divine cultivation techniques personally taught by Yuan Si, A Meng was able to conceal herself well in the Heavenly Court, thus evading the heavy search by Lin Shen and successfully making contact with General Meng's men.

"Your Majesty, General Meng has ordered us to escort you back to the capital of Ghost Realm at full speed!" The Ghost Realm guards, who had fought their way through the battlefield and were covered in wounds, finally breathed a sigh of relief after finding their lord.

Ah Meng understands that now that she is the Ghost King, her greatest contribution to the soldiers on the front lines is not to linger there.

So she made a quick decision and incorporated these guards into her divine energy barrier, concealing the ghostly aura emanating from them.

"Walk!"

Fortunately, she didn't waste even a second, because just as they rushed out of the celestial boundary, Lin Shen arrived with his pursuers.

"Stop her! We can't let her escape!"

However, being a step too late is being a step too late. Having escaped the control of the laws of the celestial realm, the ghosts' actions are no longer bound.

Ah Meng almost smiled as she waved to Crown Prince Lin Shen: "Your Highness, farewell. There's no need to see me off."

Then, together with a group of guards, they disappeared from Lin Shen's sight.

Even though Lin Shen was fast enough, when he reached out to grab A Meng, his fingertips only managed to feel the fabric brush against her sleeve before he grasped nothing.

Crown Prince Lin Shen stared intently at the spot where Ah Meng had disappeared, his face contorted with rage. At that moment, a profound and inexplicable sense of loss welled up within him. He couldn't quite pinpoint whether it was the frustration of losing a trump card during a battle, or simply the resentment of possibly never seeing this person again.

Once again, he saw the shadow of an old friend in this unfamiliar girl.

...

General Meng had long been aware of Lin Shen's conspiracy, so the Ghost Realm was well-prepared for this surprise attack on the Heavenly Realm, but they still underestimated Lin Shen's capabilities.

This new generation of Heavenly Venerable, who murdered his father and usurped the throne, demonstrated his extraordinary leadership talent. Even in such an unfavorable situation, he was able to quickly quell the turmoil, consolidate his throne, and integrate the Heavenly Realm as quickly as possible. He knew how to use people well, deployed troops effectively, and gradually stabilized the passive situation.

So A-Meng took charge of the Ghost Realm. At first, there were a series of good news, but later the frequency of receiving reports of the battle situation at the front became less and less, and in the end, there was often no progress for one or two months.

This war between the two worlds has lasted for several years.

"Your Majesty, your birthday is at the beginning of next month. What are your plans for this occasion?"

In the study of the Ghost Kingdom Palace, Yan Lie used to review memorials here, but now the person sitting here is A Meng.

She was a diligent emperor, working at her desk until late at night almost every day, and the only person by her side was Yinye.

Since she turned seventeen two years ago, some people in the court have been suggesting that she be selected as a male concubine, but she has never agreed.

"Nineteen is not a round number for a birthday, so a simple banquet will suffice. Military funds are tight at the front, so let's keep things simple." After reviewing the last memorial on her desk, A-Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned again.

There are no military reports from the front lines today.

Seeing that His Majesty was gently moving her shoulders and neck and looked very tired, Yinye quickly came over to massage her shoulders and back and sighed, "That's what you say, but since you ascended the throne, you haven't had a proper birthday celebration. Every year everything is kept simple. I think you've been treated too unfairly."

Yinye had watched Her Majesty grow from a little dumpling into what she was today. Several years of imperial life had transformed the former girl into a mature woman. She was no longer a newly blossoming bud; the childishness on her face had faded, and her brows and eyes had become increasingly sharp. She was now a flower in full bloom.

If Zhu Miao and Yan Lie were still alive, they probably wouldn't recognize A Meng now.

To be frank, Yinye secretly regards His Majesty as a junior member of the family. Back when the Ghost King and Ghost Queen were alive, what kind of life did His Majesty live? Every year on his birthday, all the ghosts would celebrate together, it was incredibly lively!

Now that both of them are gone, the only one in this world who still cares about His Majesty's well-being is General Meng. However, General Meng has been on the front lines for years and has not returned. It seems that no one will treat His Majesty like a child anymore. This enormous burden of evil weighs on her still tender shoulders, which is truly heartbreaking.

A Meng didn't feel wronged. Compared to these superficial things, she cared more about the war on the front lines.

It had been three months since the last military report, and she waited day and night for news of her master.

She still couldn't sleep well that night. For some reason, she felt vaguely uneasy, and her eyelids started twitching when the morning court session started the next day.

"Report!! Urgent battle report from the front!!"

Halfway through the court session, a ghost soldier suddenly ran in from outside, looking extremely disheveled.

"Your Majesty, after a stalemate of half a month between General Meng and the main force of the Heavenly Realm led by the Divine Lord Luo, they surrendered without a fight! Our army has suffered heavy losses and has lost thirteen cities in succession!"

"What?! How is this possible?!"

"General Meng? Surrendered without a fight?! Did I hear that right?"

"There must be a mistake! It can't be!"

The court assembly erupted in chaos, as if the officials had heard something out of a fairy tale.

A-Meng sat on the throne, her expression momentarily blank.

"Who did you say? Say it again! You're lying about military intelligence! I'll exterminate your entire family!" A-Meng heard herself say in a cold, menacing voice.

But only she could realize that she was trembling.

The ghost soldier knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with grief and indignation, tears streaming down his face, but his words remained unchanged: "Your Majesty, after a half-month standoff between General Meng and the main force of the Heavenly Realm led by the Divine Lord Fu Luo, they surrendered without a fight! Our army has suffered heavy losses and has already lost thirteen cities!"

Compared to the shocked court officials, his bewilderment and anger were even greater, and he and his thousands of ghost soldiers could not accept this fact.

How could my idol, the god of war in the underworld, possibly do something like surrendering to the enemy?

Even in the most helpless and desperate situation, someone like General Meng should die on the battlefield until his last breath!

Moreover, they had been in the lead all along and showed no signs of defeat!

How could we possibly surrender to the enemy?!

This shocking news caught the Ghost Realm off guard, and the Ghost Realm soldiers at the front, led by their deputy commander General Bingwei, retreated to defend the rear city.

The heavenly troops approached again. Leading them was none other than Fu Luo.

"Soldiers of the Ghost Realm, take a good look, see who this is?"

Fu Luo laughed triumphantly, waved his hand, and a person was hoisted up from behind him.

Black armor, silver mask.

The ghost soldiers guarding the city stood atop the city gate tower and looked across at the opposite side, all of them gasping in shock.

General Meng!

It was their commander, General Meng!

However, the once mighty and invincible Ghost General is now like a stray dog, his claws and teeth cut off, hanging in mid-air covered in wounds, like a tattered military flag full of humiliation.

"Look, this is the leader of your Ghost Realm, who wants to surrender to my Heavenly Realm in order to cultivate divine essence and ascend to godhood! But my Heavenly Realm has always valued character, so how could we accept such a cowardly and treacherous traitor?"

Fu Luo shouted loudly towards the city gate, each insult shaking the morale of the ghost soldiers. Seemingly not satisfied, he summoned a long whip and, in front of the entire ghost army, began to lash General Meng mercilessly.

Standing atop the city wall, Bing Wei was on the verge of tears, almost screaming through red eyes, "General Meng! Say something! What's going on! What's going on!"

None of them understood why the battle, which had been going so well, had gradually deteriorated into this situation!

They should have won!

Fu Luo had been spitting for a while, but hadn't heard the man utter a sound. He hissed in dissatisfaction and said fiercely, "Hey, why don't you bark? If you make me happy, I'll tell you. It's so boring to be like this, like a dead dog."

The man's eyes, hidden beneath the silver mask, slowly opened. His dark pupils, like bottomless abysses, stared at Fu Luo without any emotion. He said in a hoarse voice, "I've done what I was asked to do. Now tell me, where is she?"