CHAPTER 395: CHAPTER 228: ARRIVAL OF THE BATTLE GROUP, COMMANDER MO ZHENTING!

"Have you entered Manifestation in the Spiritual Realm?"

The Tai Monarch calmly asked.

"No."

Feng Wuyou shook his head.

"Oh, so you think you don’t have many years left and decided to seek death voluntarily to earn a martyr’s name?"

The Tai Monarch sneered with a sharp and sarcastic tone, "If the great expansion you’ve led is declassified and made public, forget about being a ’martyr’, the Judicial Court will definitely brand you a ’traitor’, infamous for eternity.

Every citizen of Heng Province, those innocent people who lost children, who lost families, I believe they would gladly spit on your tombstone, maybe even do worse."

Feng Wuyou’s face remained calm, the Lord Governor did not speak, and the years etched a rugged line on his face, making him appear like a silent statue.

But once he opened his mouth, that unrestrained air naturally emerged with the posture of a seasoned veteran.

"Once a person is dead, who cares about all that. You are becoming more human, Tai."

Feng Wuyou broadly reached out to pat the Tai Monarch’s shoulder, but the latter sidestepped to avoid it.

"History will give me a fair evaluation. Of New Dongxia’s thirty-two administrative districts, only the Four Alliances Region remains tightly sealed.

If we don’t resolve the Star God offspring, this will always be the frontline, how can we talk about development?

With the strategic resources of the Four Alliances Region, once we break through the blockade, a vast leap is inevitable.

If future expansion is an option, the Four Alliances Region can definitely become the new stepping stone to the Galaxy!"

Feng Wuyou pushed away the war simulation board, bringing up the star map.

A grand model emerged, encompassing Heng Province, Yuanzhou, Liao Province, and Meng Province.

The planet’s main body drew in several satellite fortresses, forming a massive structure.

Like a huge torch, it shone in the Galaxy.

"Three millennia! For three thousand years, New Dongxia hasn’t seen effective expansion again! This is the fundamental reason for the noise in the Council Court.

Some believe that the current situation in New Dongxia is sufficient.

They think the major administrative districts should halt and recuperate."

Feng Wuyou’s voice was calm.

This Lord Governor who seldom left home surprisingly understood a lot about the conditions at the Imperial Capital’s core and the Military Department building.

The Tai Monarch remained silent, almost forgetting that Feng Wuyou came from the Battle Group, a standard hawk.

The New Dongxia at this moment is indeed at a critical stage.

The Imperial Capital’s core has "Revivalists" and "Traditionalists".

The Military Department has "Hawks" and "Doves".

Even the Martial Arts Association must distinguish between "new" and "old".

This situation is jokingly referred to as the "left-right struggle" on the Dark Web.

Some say the left leads to the quagmire of war, the abyss of downfall.

Others say the right leads to indulgence, content with luxury.

Each side argues incessantly, no one can persuade the other.

In fact, everyone understands that New Dongxia, lighting up half the Galaxy with its fire of civilization, just lacks a decisive, powerful voice.

Undoubtedly, the slumber of the Nine Marshals has indeed affected the speed and direction of this carriage.

"The Lord Governor hopes to continue the Great Expedition, desires Heng Province, and even the Four Alliances Region, as the backbone of pioneering, to gain recognition from the Imperial Capital, correct?"

The Tai Monarch asked in summary.

Feng Wuyou nodded:

"But those are discussions for later. The immediate task is to ensure Heng Province’s full-scale expansion, advancing the wars on the western and eastern fronts.

From this moment, I want you to initiate wartime status, mobilizing all resources in Heng Province to ensure logistics and outpost operations."

The Tai Monarch seemed to accept the order, solemnly asking:

"Lord Governor, are you deciding to initiate my war mode?"

Feng Wuyou nodded, affirmatively replying:

"That’s right, effective immediately."

The vast data stream flashed through the Tai Monarch’s profound eyes, spirit linked to a massive network, electronic signals stirring up a violent storm like the highest tsunami, rapidly sending terrifying ripples in all directions.

It took less than thirty seconds for the Tai Monarch’s command to be fully responded to.

The sprawling city beneath the Tai Monarch’s feet, like a beating heart, at the moment of contraction and release, pumped the fiery, boiling strong blood into major urban circles!

The war horn has been blown, with its echoes expected to permeate throughout Heng Province New Star in a matter of days or months.

"Governor Feng, I hope your achievements will be acknowledged by the public."

The Tai Monarch deeply looked at the Governor he had accompanied for decades, bowing and bending over as if in farewell:

"I hope your name will be on that Galaxy monument in the Imperial Capital."

Feng Wuyou accepted it calmly, slowly heading towards his room.

The dense matrix devices lit up again, as if the power of the spiritual sun docked progressively, entering the sub-world of the divine pillar.

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"The entertaining show is over; this Feng faction army disbanded after several national wars."

Qin Shi spoke with regret, as this 100% realistic war game, like a sandbox simulation, got him quite fired up.

Especially the airship tank combined with the Divine Machine sweep, forming an unstoppable steel torrent, was really thrilling to watch.

"In short, poor, focus on tactical infiltration; rich, rely on firepower coverage."

Qin Shi remained unsatisfied, seeing the expressive performance of the Martial Arts Path in each national war.

The Specialized Level wearing biological armor, trained in formations, thrust into complex terrain and chaotic battlefields, akin to sharp daggers piercing out, with remarkable effects.

"The New Martial Sect is indeed suitable to serve as various military arms; without them as the gears supporting the war machine, it’s hard to maintain the situation."

Qin Shi pondered, seemingly having learned a lot.

After leaving the projection room, he spent twenty Void Coins to rent a high-grade training room.