Chapter 128 Let the world see our power



US aircraft carrier.

Inside the office of John F., the commander-in-chief of this multinational military operation.

John was sitting in a large leather office chair, a cigar dangling from his lips, his legs crossed, a hint of arrogance on his face.

He is seventy years old this year, but he still looks energetic and has a strong physique like a lion.

His bald head was almost completely bald, with his golden curly hair falling out.

It is worth mentioning that John's ancestors participated in the invasion of Great Britain in the last century.

To this day, their family still preserves many precious antiques and cultural relics looted from the Great Xia Dynasty.

By the time it reached John Fry's generation, they held Bactria in even greater contempt.

Of course, the national strength of the Great Xia Dynasty has been rising steadily in recent decades, and more and more martial arts masters have emerged.

Its international standing is constantly improving.

In many ways, this has seriously affected the interests of developed European countries, led by the United States.

For a long time, they have joined forces to suppress the development of Great Britain.

However, for the sake of long-term peaceful development, the Great Xia Dynasty always used extremely skillful diplomatic mediation to quell the situation.

Even with more than a dozen countries joining forces, they could not defeat Great Xia.

This has caused great distress to powerful countries like the United States, as they cannot find a reasonable pretext to start a war.

Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, Ye Feng had the audacity to massacre the embassies of more than a dozen countries.

If we don't send troops in response to such a serious provocation, wouldn't we become a laughingstock among other countries around the world?

John put his legs up on the desk in front of him and said with a murderous look on his face.

"If Great Xia does not agree to hand over Ye Feng, our cannonballs will immediately land on the borders of Langya and Jiangnan prefectures, turning them into hell in an instant."

"Hmph, we absolutely cannot let the diplomats of Great Xia fool us again this time. We must force them to sign the Renyin Treaty!"

"Indeed, more than a hundred years ago, our ancestors were able to force the Great Xia to sign various humiliating treaties that ceded its sovereignty and national interests. A hundred years later, we will certainly be able to do the same!"

Everyone was united in their hatred of the enemy.

Sitting next to him was Taro Tano, the Japanese operations commander, who spoke with great emotion.

"Ye Feng killed so many of my Japanese masters and set fire to our embassy. He deserves to die a thousand deaths. I will have him torn to pieces."

"I think we should add another clause to the Renyin Treaty, allowing the Great Xia to exterminate Ye Feng's ten clans!"

"Otherwise, we will not retreat, but fight all the way to the capital."

Back then, Taro Tano's ancestors had also participated in the war of invasion against Great Xia.

Moreover, he also served as the commander of the Eastern Front operations.

After their defeat, he committed seppuku (ritual suicide) to show his loyalty to their Japanese emperor.

This was considered a disgrace to their Tianye family.

Therefore, Taro Tano led his troops here this time with the aim of avenging his ancestors' shame.

The so-called Treaty of Renyin.

One of the demands was for Da Xia to hand over Ye Feng.

At the same time, Ye Feng's ten clans were exterminated.

In addition, Great Xia must compensate them a total of 800 billion Great Xia coins as compensation for the destruction of the embassies of various countries.

And the costs associated with this multinational military operation.

They also demanded that the Great Xia send 100,000 warriors to serve as slaves in victimized countries such as the United States and Japan, never to return home for generations.

What's even more infuriating is...

They also proposed that Daxia cede Taiwan, Hong Kong Island, and Guangdong, including dozens of islands in the South China Sea, such as Shark Island.

It is said that the sea areas where these islands are located contain veins of spirit stones.

The United States and other superpowers have long coveted this.

This is a perfect opportunity to make a hefty profit.

Commander Robertson of the Eagle Nation gently swirled the wine glass in his hand.

Tiny drops of red wine clung evenly to the glass, emitting a scarlet glow, much like his eyes, carrying a hint of eeriness.

Robertson is from the oldest William family in the United States, and possesses the noblest and purest vampire bloodline.

He himself was also a master of the Martial Grandmaster level.

He had secretly directed more than a dozen sabotage operations against the Great Xia.

On many occasions, tens of thousands of Great Xia warriors were killed based on top-secret intelligence provided by the old eunuch Wei Jinzhong.

The number of Great Xia warriors who died at his hands was countless.

Robertson stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and said calmly.

"You can divide the compensation among yourselves. I want to take Ye Feng back to our William family and lock him up in the dungeon as a blood slave."

"You'll never get out of here in your entire life."

So-called blood slaves are specifically used to serve as food for these vampires.

They usually find powerful martial artists and imprison them in dark, sunless dungeons.

Because their blood is very fresh and delicious.

They couldn't bear to drink it all at once, so they kept them alive with food so they could drink it for a long time.

To this day, the William family's dungeon still holds quite a few martial artists from the Great Xia Dynasty.

Once you fall into their hands, you'll be in a state of utter misery, akin to falling into hell.

Commanders from other countries, including the Black Grape Kingdom and the Elephant Kingdom, nodded in agreement.

The fewer countries that share the compensation with them, the more they can get.

Anyway, as a long-established capitalist country, the United States has never been short of money.

John slowly exhaled a smoke ring, looked around, and said confidently.

"Gentlemen, our great battle will be broadcast live worldwide, so that the world can witness our might."

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