Those demonic beasts that have already recognized their masters have developed feelings for them and are willing to follow them.
The remaining monsters and mutated beasts.
Ji Fengyao respected their choices; those who wanted to go with them could go with them, and those who didn't wanted to go could stay in Mangshan.
at last.
Almost all the demonic beasts chose to go with Ji Fengyao and the others, while only a small number of mutated beasts chose to stay in Mangshan. Ji Fengyao did not insist that they stay.
Everyone was ready to go.
Sitting on the back of the ghost mask, Shang Xiye held his wife tightly in his arms and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to the Di Kingdom. We must take over the Di Kingdom within four months and then return to the capital!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Wuying, Wuhen, and all the guards answered in unison, their morale soaring.
This trip to Mangshan was very rewarding.
In the past few months, everyone's strength has also increased dramatically.
Everyone is full of confidence!
Ji Fengming, Hei Xiao, Cao Xiaosi, and the others were also encouraged by this high morale. They were all very excited at the thought of the upcoming battle to crush the weak.
The group, leading a horde of ferocious mutated beasts and monsters, marched valiantly and confidently toward the border between the Di Kingdom and the Great Zhao Kingdom at full speed!
There was just one thing that Ji Fengyao couldn't understand: the prince had clearly reached the twelfth level of the Great Perfection realm, so why did he refuse to establish his foundation in Mangshan and instead choose to continue suppressing it?
Whenever Ji Fengyao asked, Shang Xiye would always smile mysteriously and say, "You'll see when the time comes. It's good to have a solid foundation. I won't lose out either way."
The Di state was different from Xidan.
The interior of Xidan had long been hollowed out by the Black Purgatory, and those stationed there received Shang Beiyu's order: "Do not resist."
Although the Di Kingdom was also controlled by the Black Purgatory, the order Shang Beiyu gave them was to "kill the Ninth Prince"!
Therefore, the war between Wei Shu and the Di Kingdom was extremely fierce. The Ironclad Guards dared not be sent to the battlefield, and the Silver Armor Army and the Gold Armor Army also suffered heavy losses.
However, Wei Shu, along with the Silver Armor Army and the Gold Armor Army, gritted their teeth and persevered, never sending Shang Xiye a single urgent military dispatch.
They all understood their prince's temperament; he had always treated his soldiers like his own children.
Unless it was something extremely important, the prince would not have left his soldiers behind for so long.
Wei Shu, who was impersonating Shang Xiye, almost lost his life several times. He had several serious injuries on his body, all of which were on or near vital parts of his body.
The military doctor in charge of Wei Shu's injuries changed his dressings again and found that Wei Shu's wounds showed no signs of healing; on the contrary, they were worsening. He couldn't help but worry and said, "General, perhaps we should report the situation here to the Prince! Even asking the Princess for some medicine would be helpful. Your injuries are really too severe; if this continues..."
"It's alright, I know my body, I won't die." After the army doctor finished bandaging him, Wei Shu got up, fastened his clothes, and slowly put on his armor again. He instructed the army doctor, "Don't tell anyone about my injury, and don't send any messages to disturb the prince. Don't delay the prince's important business!"
"General..." The military doctor's eyes were filled with pity.
"This is a military order!"
Wei Shu's dignified and cold voice came from the doorway, and his firm and upright figure quickly disappeared at the entrance of the tent.
Even though the military doctor was a man of steel, accustomed to seeing all kinds of wounded and dying soldiers on the battlefield, he still couldn't help but tear up as he looked at Wei Shu's retreating figure.
We would rather die than surrender!
Even death cannot break their spirit; this is their military soul!
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