General Song noticed the old minister's presence. His gaze swept across the crowd, finally settling on the old minister. He smiled slightly and gestured for the old minister to step forward.
This scene surprised everyone present, and they all speculated about General Song's intentions.
The old minister hesitated for a moment, but still walked to the dragon throne.
He bowed respectfully, then looked up at General Song, his eyes filled with doubt and wariness.
However, General Song looked at him with a gentle yet firm gaze, as if trying to see into his heart.
“I know what you’re worried about,” General Song said softly, “but I believe time will prove my decision is correct. I need your support and cooperation to work together for the future of the Dark Moon Kingdom.”
As the old minister listened to General Song's words, his doubts gradually dissipated. He saw the determination and persistence in General Song's eyes and felt his deep love for the Mingyue Kingdom.
In the end, he nodded, indicating his willingness to support General Song's decision.
This scene shocked everyone present. They witnessed General Song's wisdom and courage, as well as his loyalty and responsibility to the Mingyue Kingdom.
They believed that under General Song's leadership, the Mingyue Kingdom would surely usher in its own spring.
With the conclusion of the grand ceremony, the Kingdom of the Underworld officially ushered in a new chapter.
However, Song Hui spent the next period of time enjoying himself in the palace, seemingly neglecting matters of state.
He immersed himself in delicious food and beautiful women every day, enjoying the exquisite dishes carefully prepared by the imperial kitchen, as if savoring the sweetest taste of life.
Every night, he would order his men to search for beautiful women inside and outside the palace and bring them to his palace to play music and dance for him. Some even personally fed him delicious food.
Amidst the laughter and merriment, Song Hui seemed to have forgotten his heavy responsibilities as the ruler of a nation.
Whenever a beautiful woman toasted him, he would always accept the glass without hesitation and drink it all in one gulp. His eyes were filled with a dreamy and intoxicated look, as if at that moment he had become the happiest person in the world.
"Your Majesty, please have a little more," a beautiful woman said coquettishly, while holding a wine glass to Song Hui's lips.
Song Hui smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed the beautiful woman, transferring the wine from his glass into her mouth.
The beautiful women nearby laughed at the sight and followed suit, filling the palace with laughter and joy.
Just as they were having a great time, a Moon Guard suddenly rushed into the palace and reported nervously, "Your Majesty, the people from Wuling Kingdom have made a move."
Song Hui was taken aback upon hearing this, then waved his hand, dismissing the beauties. He sat on the dragon throne, pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes.
"Send the order to summon all civil and military officials to discuss countermeasures." Song Hui's voice carried an undeniable air of authority.
He understood that although he was indulging in the pleasures before him, as the ruler of a country, he could not forget his duties and mission.
He must pull himself together and meet the challenges ahead for the sake of the country and the well-being of the people.
The atmosphere inside the palace suddenly became tense and solemn. Everyone knew that a contest concerning the fate of the nation was about to unfold.
Song Hui took a deep breath, straightened his back, and prepared to face this test.
With the arrival of civil and military officials, the atmosphere in the palace became even more solemn. Song Hui sat on the dragon throne, his piercing gaze sweeping over the crowd, his eyes revealing a firmness and decisiveness.
He knew he had to lead his loyal ministers to face the impending crisis. The meeting began, and everyone spoke, offering various strategies and suggestions.
Song Hui listened attentively to everyone's remarks, sometimes nodding in agreement, sometimes frowning in thought. He understood that every decision concerned the fate of the nation and the well-being of the people, and he had to consider them carefully without any negligence.
After a heated discussion, Song Hui finally made a decision. He ordered the strengthening of border defenses, and he also ordered the rectification of domestic affairs, the strengthening of the country's economic development, and the improvement of people's living standards.
The decision was met with enthusiastic applause throughout the palace. Everyone admired and respected Song Hui's decisiveness and wisdom.
They knew that under their monarch's leadership, the nation would surely overcome this crisis and usher in a brighter future.
Meanwhile, Qi Guze was also instructing the Allied forces on the training ground. He wielded a long spear, his movements agile, each attack precise and accurate.
The soldiers were intimidated by his imposing manner and began to imitate his actions.
"You must remember, fighting requires not only strength, but also wisdom. Only by using tactics flexibly can you remain invincible on the battlefield," Qi Guze said loudly.
The soldiers listened and kept it in mind. They knew that with such a wise leader, they would surely be able to defeat the Dark Moon Kingdom.
Days passed, and Qi Guze, the Ghost Doctor, Prince Wuling, and others were busily preparing for the confrontation with the Mingyue Kingdom. Meanwhile, General Song was continuously expanding his power within the Mingyue Kingdom. A clash between the two forces was inevitable.
Finally, on a dark and windy night, Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor led the allied forces of the three kingdoms to gather outside the capital of Wuling Kingdom.
The night was as black as ink, so thick it seemed impossible to see through, with only a few sparse stars dotting the surface, adding to the desolate and mysterious atmosphere. The wind howled, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.
Qi Guze stood on the high ground, his gaze sharp as he surveyed the group of spirited soldiers before him. Their faces were filled with determination and fearlessness, as if no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, nothing could shake their resolve to advance.
"Is everyone ready?" Qi Guze's voice echoed in the night sky, his eyes shining with unwavering determination.
"We are ready! For the peace of the four nations! We are fearless!" The response from the three-nation alliance was deafening. Their voices converged into a powerful force, seemingly able to pierce through the darkness and reach the heavens.
Qi Guze nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. He knew that at this moment, they were not only acting for themselves, but also for the peace and tranquility of the entire four kingdoms.
"Alright, let's go!" With Qi Guze's command, the crowd erupted in cheers, the neighing of warhorses, and the sound of their iron hooves echoing through the night sky.
Like a torrent, they set off from Wuling Kingdom and embarked on their journey to Mingyue Kingdom.
The night was hazy, the stars sparse, as if even heaven and earth were swallowed by darkness. Yet, this could not deter their resolve. Their gazes were firm, their steps steady, and they pressed onward.
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