"Dad, I am a student of West Martial after all, and I have fought a few battles with the Yan Gui Corps!

"Without a special strategy, this war will definitely be lost. Even if it's just a ragtag bunch, there are too many of them for us to handle!

"The method you mentioned is to use your Ninth Grade life in exchange for removing some local strong fighters, then the Shi Jing Alliance Army will collapse, and that's how the Fifth Battlefield will be won."

Mu Cheng sneered.

She wore a brand-new army uniform, slightly damp, but it couldn't hide her upright figure.

On Mu Cheng's shoulder, there was an orange flower.

Ice Rong Flower!

This flower is from Earth, and its tenacious vitality allows it to survive for several days even in the Shi Jing.

Mu Cheng is a girl; she likes things with a bit of vitality.

The reason she didn't pin it to her chest is really...girls grow up.

And she has developed a bit more than usual, even needing specially tailored uniforms.

"Is it Pan Yizheng who blabbed?"

Mu Jingliang sighed!

"No, your subordinates are very tight-lipped, not a single one could be pried open, I guessed.

"You are my dad, I know you too well.

"You think you're getting old, people are destined to die, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a phoenix feather, and you will surely choose to be remembered by the world!

"While alive, you loved fame and fortune, which is why you sat step by step to the position of a general.

"Even in death, you want to be remembered forever; you want to trade your life for the greatest merit in the entire northern region.

"Your thinking is not wrong, and your path is not wrong either. Those without ambition may not understand the brilliance of life, nor understand that death is also the last bloom!

"In your heart, there's a grand vision of caring for the country and the people, as well as mundane calculations to achieve personal goals. It's all quite normal!"

Mu Cheng sighed.

"Daughter, you're as smart and sharp as ever, even scolding your dad!"

Mu Jingliang shook his head.

Being seen through by his daughter, he truly felt a bit embarrassed.

Indeed.

In the eyes of others, his sacrifice was great and fearless, a model for all people.

But Mu Jingliang could not deny his love for power.

He even used certain methods, not particularly honorable, in his rise to a general.

Even for this self-destruction, he calculated to bloom in the spotlight, to be remembered by the world.

He likes fame.

Whether it's a character flaw is unknown to everyone.

At least in this wartime, Mu Shenglan even hopes more people like himself would appear.

Mu Jingliang understands himself.

He is not the great man in others' eyes, but for certain things, once done, he is a great man.

"Dad, I know I can't stop you!

"For the public, this war concerns countless lives, the prestige of the entire Divine Land internationally.

"For personal reasons, this is also my father's lifelong dream.

"I have no right to stop you, but I must express my sadness and reluctance.

"Oh, and one more thing: if you die, I'll find any pig to ruin your precious cabbage!"

Mu Cheng smiled slightly.

She suddenly hugged Mu Jingliang's waist, lightly kissed her father's face.

Ever since I started middle school, I never kissed my father again.

This time might just be forever!

Turning around, Mu Cheng walked toward the battlefield.

Tears welled in her eyes but did not fall.

Someone always has to sacrifice.

It could be your father, his father, your classmate's father, or your neighbor's father... of course, it could also be your own father.

This is the fate of soldiers.

This is the elegy of this era.

No one can reverse it, not even the Grand Marshal of the Seven Armies, Yuan Longhan, can do it.

Mu Cheng also knew she wouldn't die here.

If things really came to that point, her father would definitely arrange for the Grandmaster to throw her out of the Shi Jing, to safety, back to West Martial.

As a general, he at least has that much authority.

"If anyone dares to touch a hair on my daughter's head, I will grind him to dust!"

Behind Mu Cheng, Mu Jingliang's furious voice rang out.

...

Ning Beast Jungle.

As expected of monsters, this horde of Ning Beasts traveled with no discipline, no order, mud splashing everywhere, causing the ground to tremor, leaving a mess in their path, not even a single intact tree could survive.

Moreover, the beasts moved sluggishly, dilly-dallying, with even two Ning Beasts fighting over a disagreement, having to be pulled apart by the Ning Beast Emperor.

They had no urgency to participate in war, obviously just a ragtag bunch seizing territory.

If not for the Ning Beast Emperor, this group would fall apart at any time.

The carcass of a cub was carried by a Fifth-Grade Ning Beast.

Fortunately, this Ning Beast was relatively stable, so Su Yue didn't get jostled around within the cub's body.

But he still didn't dare lift his invisibility lightly!

Su Yue could see that the Grandmaster of the Yangxiang Race was very agitated.

Surely!

Leading this bunch of strange beasts, who wouldn't be agitated.

The Yangxiang Race's goal was to rush over quickly and immediately annihilate the human fortress into dust.

But the Ning Beasts dallied around, their goal merely to avenge.

The Alliance Army had long been ready to go, with a secret agent from the Yangxiang Race coming over earlier, they could initiate their attack at any moment!

Now just waiting for the Ning Beasts to join the battlefield!

Actually.

If the Alliance Army initiated the battle earlier, even fighting the human Martial Artists to the point of white heat, and then the Ning Beasts appeared from the rear to finish off the humans, only then could the Alliance Army retreat and leave the battlefield completely to the Ning Beasts.

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