The palace in Turkey.
The King of Turkey sat at the table, intently reading the memorials presented to him, while the Turkish Grand Preceptor stood quietly beside him, waiting.
After a long silence, the King of Turkey put down the memorial, his brow furrowed slightly. "Still no news?"
Prince Liebek had been gone for some time, and normally he should have sent word back by now. The King of Turland also took this matter very seriously and sent spies to wait for any news to be sent back immediately.
But after waiting for a long time, there was still no news.
The Turkish Grand Preceptor shook his head slightly. "No."
He was very uneasy, but he dared not say much about it. After all, it concerned the life and death of the entire Turland, and he could not bear the responsibility.
The King of Turkey's gaze darkened as he began to ponder deeply.
This matter is extremely important, concerning the life and death of Turkey, so he naturally has to think about it carefully.
After a moment, the King of Turkey asked, "What should a shrewd hunter do when facing his prey?"
The Turkish Grand Master was taken aback. "Prey?"
This claim is rarely heard. Although hunting activities do take place in Turkey, the King of Turkey has never been particularly interested in them and has not participated much.
The sudden mention of this by the King of Turkey was quite perplexing, leaving the Turkish royal advisor wondering what the King of Turkey was trying to express.
The King of Turkey's eyes were cold and sharp. "A ferocious beast, given the chance, will pounce on you, bite your neck, tear your body apart, plunder everything you have, and leave you with nothing but bones."
"What should we do when faced with such a ferocious beast?"
The Turkish Grand Preceptor's eyes flickered slightly, as if he were pondering this matter.
The King of Turkey looked at him and said, "We should have a backup plan, so that we can survive when the beasts pounce."
Upon hearing this, the Turkish Grand Preceptor pondered for a moment before saying, "Does Your Majesty believe that Prince Liebk will fail?"
Hearing this, he understood the reason behind it all. If he had believed Prince Liebk, the King of Turkey certainly wouldn't have made such a decision.
The King of Turkey's gaze was cold. "How long has he been gone?"
The Turkish Grand Preceptor replied, "Seven days."
The King of Turkey bowed his head slightly. "Seven days, even at the slowest round trip would only take four days, but now he has been given almost twice that time, yet there has been no news at all. In this situation, do you expect me to believe him?"
Upon hearing this, the Turkish Grand Preceptor frowned and dared not say another word. "Understood!"
As soon as the King of Turkey gave the order, the entire country immediately sprang into action, with all troops placed on martial law and on high alert.
Knowing the importance of this matter, the Turkish Grand Tutor dared not slack off in the slightest, personally supervising every step of the soldiers' work and watching the situation unfold.
"Reporting to the Imperial Advisor, 50,000 heavily armored soldiers are ready and have been stationed in the north as you requested."
"Reporting to the Imperial Advisor, all the magicians have assembled and are ready to depart at any time."
"Reporting to the Imperial Advisor, the ranged weapons have been selected."
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Listening to the reports, the Turkish Grand Preceptor's eyes turned cold. "All generals must keep a close eye on their assigned tasks and ensure that nothing goes wrong. If anything goes wrong, their heads will be on the line!"
Upon hearing this, the generals who reported all looked solemn. "Yes!"
"yes!"
"yes!"
Just then, a general hurriedly entered the hall, his face grave, and said, "Reporting to the Imperial Preceptor, three thousand enemy cavalry have been spotted to the southwest."
Upon hearing this, the Turkish Grand Preceptor's eyes darkened.
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Inside the palace, the King of Turkey's eyes were icy cold. "That brat has indeed failed."
Prince Lieberke had been out of contact for the past few days. Although he had guessed what was going on, he still felt somewhat complicated after receiving the news.
Putting everything else aside, if Prince Liebk succeeds, it will be an absolute boon for Turkey. Not only will Turkey have a way to survive, but it will also be spared the suffering of war and the risk of annihilation.
But now that the foreign cavalry has entered the fray, it shows Ying Zheng's attitude, and the negotiations have clearly failed.
The Turkish Grand Preceptor's expression was grave. "Fortunately, His Majesty took precautions, otherwise we would have been in danger this time."
If all hopes were truly placed on Prince Liebek without any preparation for battle, even the Grand Master of Turland couldn't imagine how serious the consequences would be now.
The King of Turkey's eyes were cold and sharp. "Let's proceed with the plan. This battle can only be won; there is no room for defeat!"
He was well aware that if Turkey were to lose this battle, its situation would be very dangerous.
The Turkish Grand Preceptor replied, "Your Majesty, rest assured, it has been carried out as you instructed. Your humble servant personally supervised the process, and there will certainly be no mistakes."
The King of Turkey had given instructions on this matter beforehand, and the Turkish Grand Preceptor took it to heart, quickly issuing the instructions accordingly.
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