Chapter 463 Arrival at the Border of the Kingdom of Gija



The emperor's mind was thrown into chaos, like a turbulent sea with howling winds sweeping across it and creating towering waves.

Those chaotic thoughts were like a tangled mess, intertwined and entangled, unable to find peace for a long time.

But he was, after all, the ruler of a country, bearing the heavy responsibility of the world. In this chaotic situation, he quickly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale the chaotic air around him, in an effort to calm himself down.

His gaze gradually regained its resolve, like a torch rekindled in the darkness.

He quickly regained his composure and displayed the decisiveness and majesty befitting an emperor.

He immediately ordered all the shadow guards and secret guards to be mobilized and to find Su Jinyun's whereabouts as quickly as possible, either alive or dead.

The voice was firm and powerful, carrying an unquestionable majesty, echoing like a great bell in the empty palace.

Every word seemed to carry immense force, striking the eardrums of everyone present and resonating deep within their hearts.

Pei Yanci was equally anxious, knowing that the seriousness of the matter far exceeded his imagination.

His usually calm and composed face was now filled with anxiety, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

The beads of sweat shimmered like pearls in the candlelight of the palace, yet they also exuded an air of tension.

He immediately dispatched his carefully trained and well-disciplined bodyguards to join the search team.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the capital became tense and volatile, like a fully drawn bowstring.

The bowstring was taut to its limit, as if it would snap at any moment, ready to explode at any instant.

An invisible pressure permeated the streets and alleys, as if a storm was about to break, the air became oppressive and heavy, making it hard to breathe.

Every corner was shrouded in a somber atmosphere, like a thick layer of haze, weighing heavily on the hearts of the people.

The faces of the people were filled with worry and unease. They hurried about, and the former prosperity and hustle and bustle were gone, replaced by a depressing silence.

It was as if the entire capital was shrouded in the shadow of fear, and was plunged into a tense and uneasy wait.

At this moment, Qin Qianluo, like a swiftly flying feather, was heading towards the border of the Jizi Kingdom with all her might.

The shocking disappearance of Su Jinyun in the capital was like a secret shrouded in layers of mist, and it did not reach their ears at all.

Firstly, Su Jinyun's life is not in immediate danger, and the scales of fate have not yet tipped to a dead end.

The two messages, transmitted across the vast world, spread like faint ripples, yet had not yet reached their remote location.

Therefore, even Feng Qingyun was completely unaware of this sudden change.

When the night is as dark as ink, pressing heavily upon the earth, the moonlight, like silver frost, pours down, draping all things in the world in a dreamlike veil.

Qin Qianluo and her group finally arrived at the border of the Kingdom of Jizi.

In the forest where they were, the trees stood tall, their branches and leaves intertwined, like giant green umbrellas that shaded the sky.

With a calm expression, Qin Qianluo moved her mind slightly, and the SUV disappeared into the space like a phantom.

Then, with practiced ease, she summoned the steam engine smoothly.

As the steam engine emitted a deep and powerful roar, it was as if a sleeping giant was awakening.

They slowly drove the steam-powered vehicle toward the border city.

The wheels rolled on, leaving deep ruts on the land, as if engraving the mark of their mission on the earth.

This border city now resembles an isolated island shrouded in gloom, filled with a suffocating tension and oppression.

Every inch of air in the city seemed to be frozen with fear and unease.

Inside the city's council chamber, the atmosphere was so heavy it was like a mountain about to collapse, making it hard to breathe.

The haggard-looking but determined prefect, his deputy general who had miraculously survived the war, and a group of officials from the prefect's office were sitting around a slightly worn table.

Military maps were spread out on the table, covered with dense lines and markings, much like their chaotic thoughts at that moment.

The group looked serious, their brows furrowed, like two opposing mountain peaks, intently discussing a crucial defense strategy.

They all knew in their hearts that the cunning and greedy Jizi Kingdom would never give up easily, its ambitions like those of an insatiable glutton.

Now, the Kingdom of Jizi, through some secret and despicable means, has stolen their artillery and firearms techniques, which they rely on to defend themselves against enemies.

However, due to previous events, the number of such weapons in our own hands has become pitifully small.

Like a few shallow pools of water remaining on a dried-up riverbed, they are far from being able to withstand the fierce offensive that the Kingdom of Jizi may launch at any time.

Even more serious is that reinforcements seem like distant stars in the sky, unable to cross the long distance to reach this perilous border in a short time.

They were like a small boat adrift in a raging storm, tossing and turning in the turbulent sea, racking their brains and trying every possible way to buy time.

Like a drowning person desperately grasping at the last straw, they eagerly await a turning point.

At this critical moment, Qin Qianluo and her companions, led by the soldiers, stepped steadily into the hall.

The prefect and his deputy instinctively looked up, and the moment their eyes met their figures, an incredulous look, as if they had witnessed a miracle, flashed across their eyes.

His eyes were like those of someone suddenly seeing a glimmer of dawn in endless darkness.

Immediately afterwards, as if drawn by a powerful force, they all stood up quickly, their excitement surging like a turbulent tide, reaching its peak in an instant.

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