【The Divine Eagle Empire】(Volume 5, Chapter 98)

Chapter 98 The Mother Tiger

In the first half of 1677, a series of earth-shattering events unfolded. The ever-flowing river of history watched with

astonishment and worry the two great powers and dynasties on the continent,

anxious about humanity's future and its own path.

From the beginning of 1677, the Ninth, Tenth, and Eighteenth Legions of the Asura Empire arrived in

Xitian City. The Asura army rapidly assembled, and more reinforcements continued

to pour in from the western grasslands.

Xitian City was a natural military fortress, but also a massive city with no fewer than a million inhabitants.

When the Asura army conquered the fortress, most residents didn't have time to escape. Fortunately, the Azure Dragon Prince, Asura Qinglong,

strictly forbade the Asura army from indiscriminately killing civilians, allowing the city's inhabitants to live in fear,不敢稍然惹惹的的的的的民人

.

At first, the residents still held onto hope that their own army would counterattack and rescue them. But as

wave after wave of the Shura Empire's army arrived, the streets and alleys of Xitian City were filled with

Shura soldiers in black armor, their voices loud and grating, their harsh Shura language blending into a hazy mist that shrouded the city.

Only then did the city's inhabitants utterly despair.

In the highest pavilion at the heart of the Xitian City fortress, the first place in the fortress to be touched by sunlight

, stood the last of the Divine Eagle soldiers, who had fought against the Shura invaders, all dying in

battle. The wounded, unable to move, were pushed out of the twenty-zhang-high skylight by the Shura soldiers who stormed in.

The bloodstains of the resistance had not yet been wiped clean, and the pavilion had become the temporary headquarters of the Shura occupying army;

the Shura Empire's generals were not afraid of the stench of blood.

A heated military meeting had been raging all night. The legion commanders demanded an immediate

attack on the Divine Eagle Empire, but Shura Qinglong believed that the Shura army's breakout from Xitian City was a

matter requiring extreme caution. He argued that once the Shura tribe emerged, a full-scale war with the Divine Eagle Empire would be inevitable, and

engaging in a full-scale war before the imperial army had fully arrived was unwise.

The dawn sunlight streamed into the attic through the skylight. Ye Fei, the legion commander of the Seventh Legion, stood wearily:

"Your Highness, it seems reaching a consensus is impossible. Let's all go our separate ways." He strode out the door,

followed by Tian Jue, commander of the Ninth Legion's Heavenly Army, and the Eighteenth Legion's Heavy Wolf Riders, among other legion commanders

. The meeting room became empty.

Shura Teng, the Tenth Legion's Left Wolf King, was the only legion commander remaining. He stayed not

because he agreed with Shura Qinglong's advocacy for war, but simply because he was Shura Qinglong's uncle.

Shura Teng's deep eyes gazed at Shura Qinglong: "Qinglong, you are the Crown Prince of the Empire, and also a

top-notch general. Your conquest of Xitian City is a testament to your outstanding achievements, unmatched by anyone. You are by no means a

coward. I don't understand why you are so cautious. Conquering the Eagle Kingdom is His Majesty's decree. With the Empire's powerful

military , defeating the cowardly and foolish Eagle people is an easy matter!" Shura Qinglong pondered:

"Uncle, I initially shared your thoughts, but the more I interacted with the Eaglemen, the more terrifying

they . The Eaglemen are strange creatures; most of the time they are incredibly timid, but once

provoked and wielding their swords, they unleash terrifying power, transforming into entirely different

beings—fearless and relentless!" "Take this time, for example.

After we stormed Xitian City and cornered the Xitian army, they fought to the death, displaying a ferocity that terrified us. Zhao Dianchen, Wei Ding, Wei

Hu… they are all respectable enemy generals, fighting to the death without surrendering. Although we captured Xitian City, we

suffered considerable casualties ourselves. Afterwards…" "...We will encounter more and more enemy generals like Zhao Dianchen and Wei Ding!"

Thinking of General Wei Ding, the Left Wolf King, Shura Teng, couldn't help but show admiration: "Wei Ding was indeed a

famous general. During the more than ten years he guarded Tianmen Pass, he killed countless warriors of our empire. Killing him this time can

be considered revenge for those warriors who died at his hands! I think the Eagle Kingdom will never have another Wei Ding!"

Shura Qinglong smiled faintly and shook his head, saying, "There can't be only one Wei Ding. As our imperial army advances deeper,

we will encounter thousands upon thousands of Wei Dings. At that time, do you still think the Eagle Kingdom can be easily conquered

?" Shura Teng couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression.

Shura Qinglong turned and opened the window. The cold wind blew, sharp as a knife, and the eastern sun leaped into

view, the rising red sun so vivid, blood red like fire.

A series of clanging sounds echoed through the silent streets of Xitian City. Looking down from the pavilion, thousands upon thousands

of soldiers were gathering in formation, a black ocean surging towards the eastern city gate like a tidal wave. Column after column of soldiers

disappeared neatly at the gate. In the sky, rows upon rows of Shura Empire air force, with their eagle-beast riders flying in a wing-like formation,

flew eastward.

"Alas!" Shura Qinglong sighed, frowning. "Once a full-scale war breaks out, either the Divine Eagle

Empire will be conquered, or our Shura tribe will be annihilated. There is no other possibility." He then clasped his hands together in prayer

, "Heavens, please bless my Shura tribe with prosperity!" "Report!" Suddenly, Captain Rosen entered the meeting

room, bowing respectfully. "Your Highness, Young Master Yan Song requests an audience!" "Yan Song!" Shura Qinglong and

Shura Teng were both startled, exchanging bewildered glances. Shura Qinglong asked doubtfully, "He...was

n't ? How did he come back?" "Your Highness, it seems he escaped!" Luo Sen's

face couldn't hide a smile as he said, "He looked extremely disheveled, his face weathered and haggard

, he had lost a lot of weight, and his clothes were tattered, like...a beggar!" "Is that so?" Shura Teng's

face darkened, and he sneered, "This guy, His Majesty sent him to Fengcheng to help him

gain foothold and establish..." "A force belonging to our empire, who knew he was such a fool! Not only were his three thousand warriors

wiped out, but the ten thousand warriors he sent later also suffered heavy casualties, and he himself became a prisoner. He

boasted so much before he went, and now he has the nerve to come back!" Shura Qinglong frowned,

saying , "This can't be entirely blamed on him; that Wu Tianjiao was too treacherous. Sending Yan Song to deal with him was

a mistake in itself. Now that Yan Song has returned, it's a good thing for us; at least Prime Minister Yan doesn't have to worry about..."

"He was filled with fear!" he said, waving to Rosen. "Quickly, invite Young Master Yan in!" A short while later, Yan Song

entered the conference room. When Shura Qinglong and Shura Teng saw Yan Song, they almost burst out laughing.

Yan Song was exactly as Rosen had described: disheveled, tattered, covered in mud, and skin and bones, looking like a beggar on the street—a far cry from the image of a noble young master. It was clear he had endured much fear and hardship

on his escape to Xitian City . 　　"Young Master Yan, you…how did you become like this?" Shura Qinglong asked . 　　"Your Highness!" Yan Song knelt down before Shura Qinglong with a thud, wailing, "Please give me some men to march on Fengcheng! I must kill that Wu Tianjiao! I swear I will not rest until I have killed him!" Seeing Yan Song weeping and wailing as if his parents had died, and demanding men to go to Fengcheng to seek revenge on Wu Tianjiao, Shura Qinglong frowned. Shura Teng, on the other hand, wore a look of disdain, looking down on this spoiled brat Yan Song from the bottom of his heart. Grassland men were always ready to die without fear, shedding blood but not tears. Yan Song's weeping and wailing, like a woman, was a disgrace to the grassland men. 　　Shura Teng had no idea that Yan Song had suffered terribly for the past two months. He was a pampered nobleman , never having experienced the life of fleeing thousands of miles and living in constant fear. 　　His escape from Fengbao was entirely due to the efforts of the Yan family and the Tianlong Sect. It's unclear what methods the Heavenly Dragon Sect used to force the "Red-Clad Rakshasa" Sui Baozhu to betray Wu Tianjiao and rescue him from the dungeon of Fengbao. 　　Although he was rescued and received help from his family's experts, the days that followed were far from easy. The warriors of Fengcheng launched a relentless pursuit, and all the family warriors who came to his aid perished on the journey, leaving him alone to flee for his life. He traversed mountains and valleys, hiding and hiding, enduring hunger and the bitter cold of the icy wilderness, finally reaching Xitian City after countless hardships. 　　The suffering he endured during this time was something Yan Song would never forget. He hated Wu Tianjiao with a burning passion, wishing he could tear him apart and drink his blood. Therefore, upon seeing the Asura Azure Dragon, he forgot his hunger and cold, but not his hatred for Wu Tianjiao, and couldn't wait to lead his troops to Fengcheng for revenge. 　　"Young Master Yan, you've suffered!" Shura Qinglong, undeterred by Yan Song's filth, personally helped him up and quickly ordered the guards to fetch hot water for him to wash and prepare food. After Yan Song had eaten and drunk his fill, Shura Qinglong asked him how he had escaped from Fengcheng. 　　His question only made things worse; Yan Song's face changed, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably, his eyes filled with resentment and venom. He said, "Your Highness, we all underestimated that Wu Tianjiao. That kid is not only treacherous and cunning, but he also has many capable subordinates, including numerous martial arts masters. Even more terrifying is that he is a beast tamer, capable of controlling tens of thousands of magical beasts. My… three thousand warriors mostly died at the hands of his beast army!" " A beast army?" Shura Teng couldn't help but sneer. "Young Master Yan, are you afraid of being blamed by His Majesty, so you made up this story to shirk responsibility? I heard that Wu Tianjiao is just a child, how much ability could he have? Controlling thousands of magical beasts, are you exaggerating?" "Your Highness, I'm telling the truth!" Yan Song said anxiously, swearing, "I swear on the honor of my Yan family, every word I say is true. That Wu Tianjiao has many, many magical beasts, that's right, he has many high-level magical beasts... level nine magical beasts, many level nine magical beasts!" " Haha..." Xiu Luo Teng couldn't help but burst into laughter, clearly not believing his words. 　　Yan Song frowned upon seeing this and said, "What? Does Your Highness not believe what I said? I'm telling the truth!" "Believe! Of course I believe you!" Shura Teng laughed loudly, "I know that Wu Tianjiao has a Crimson Dragon Beast. We even gave him that Crimson Dragon Beast. If... Young Master Yan's 13,000 warriors were defeated by a Dragon Beast, wouldn't that make our Shura warriors look too incompetent!" "Your Highness..." Yan Song was about to speak again when Shura Qinglong waved his hand and said, "Young Master Yan, you've had a long journey and don't look well. You should go and rest ! Your father is at Tianmen Pass. I will send someone to inform him. I believe you and your father will be reunited soon!" After saying this, he instructed the captain of the guards, Luo Sen, to lead Yan Song to rest. 　　After Yan Song left, Shura Teng snorted and spat, "Useless trash, utterly useless! He's disgraced all the Shura warriors. If it weren't for his father, I would have killed him right now !" "Uncle, please calm down! Cough cough..." Before he could finish speaking, Shura Qinglong suddenly coughed, quickly pulled out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, and gasped, "We can disbelieve Yan Song's words... cough cough... but that Wu Tianjiao... Uncle, although that kid is young, his martial arts are truly astonishing. Even Sister Zhuque could only fight him to a draw! Now, more than half a year has passed, I believe his martial arts have become even more powerful, cough cough..." "Your Highness, are you alright?" Seeing his severe cough, Xiu Luo Teng frowned and asked with concern, " The ailment you sustained in your duel with Wu Tianlong years ago has never healed. I've heard there's a divine physician in the martial arts world of the Eagle Kingdom with exceptional . During our campaign against the Eagle Kingdom, we can seek out that physician to cure your ailment!" "You mean the Heavenly Physician Elder?" Xiu Luo Qinglong's face paled slightly as he sighed, "With our two countries at war, even if we find the Heavenly Physician Elder, he might not treat me! Alright, let's talk about Wu Tianjiao. Regardless of whether Yan Song's words are true or not, we can't let that brat roam freely in Fengcheng!" "Your Highness means…" Xiu Luo Teng's expression changed, and he said sternly, "You really want to give Yan Song a force to eliminate Wu Tianjiao? That纨绔子弟 ( spoiled brat) is a complete good-for-nothing. Sending him…" Qinglong waved his hand and said, "Uncle, you misunderstand. Qinglong has no intention of sending troops. Fengcheng is thousands of miles away from Xitian City. Even if we send troops, we will be blocked by Eagle King Yuwen Tao. I'm afraid we'll be eaten by Eagle King before we even reach Fengcheng." "Then what does the Crown Prince mean..." Xiu Luoteng hesitated and said, "Send someone to assassinate him?" "Uncle, you are a prophet!" Xiu Luo Qinglong smiled coldly and said, " You've thought the same thing as me. Rather than going on a long and arduous expedition, it would be better to send someone to take Wu Tianjiao's head. As long as Wu Tianjiao is dead, Fengcheng will inevitably be in chaos. At that time, our empire can make a comeback!" "But... who should we send ?" Xiu Luoteng frowned and asked, "Our people are capable of taking the enemy general's head on the battlefield, but to carry out an assassination..." "There is one person who can do it!" Xiu Luo Qinglong smiled mysteriously and leaned forward slightly.

Lowering his voice, he said, "Uncle Wang, how could you forget about Aunt Wang?" Ah! Xiu Luo Teng was startled, then shook

his head repeatedly, saying, "No! No! She can't! She…" "Uncle Wang, are you afraid Aunt Wang will fail?" Xiu

Luo Qinglong frowned, "You know Aunt Wang's abilities. Even if the assassination fails, she can escape unscathed.

Besides , it doesn't necessarily have to be Aunt Wang herself; she has many fellow disciples!" Hearing this, Xiu Luo

Teng shook his head, "I'm not afraid she'll fail, but… she might not be willing to go. Even if

mountains of gold and silver !" "That's easy!" Xiu Luo Qinglong chuckled, "I

've already thought of something for you, Uncle Wang. I'll have my nephew write you a letter saying you were ambushed by Wu Tianjiao and almost lost your life.

When Aunt Wang arrives, you just need to… " " After lying in bed for a while, I'm sure Aunt Wang will be furious when she sees this,

and she'll immediately rush to Fengcheng to get Wu Tianjiao's head!" Xiu Luo Teng paused, then

nodded helplessly under Xiu Luo Qinglong's expectant gaze, saying, "Fine! But... you know Aunt Wang's temper. If

she finds out we lied to her later, you... can't put all the blame on me?" "Don't worry, Uncle!"

Xiu Luo Qinglong patted his chest, "If Aunt Wang blames me in the future, I will bear all the punishment.

I will never let Uncle Wang suffer even a little!" He said this, but secretly laughed, "Bear my

ass avoiding that tigress more than I can handle, let alone see her! You, Uncle, will have to suffer that tigress's wrath!"

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