Chapter 147 Chapter 147: Total War Begins!
The tallest building in Iowa.

Zhuli Dojo.

The tomb guards came one after another.

Tang Feng and Lu Hui arrived first and stepped into the hall where Zhu Li was side by side. Their footsteps echoed in the spacious hall, making a dull and powerful sound.

The hall is brightly lit and magnificent.

The two men knelt down on the ground almost at the same time, their movements were synchronized and without any hesitation.

“This is a humble post, Your Highness!”

Zhu Li said calmly, “Get up.”

After standing still, Tang Feng lowered his head and dared not look Zhu Li in the eye. He said in a trembling voice, “Your Highness, I have failed to do my job well. Please punish me.”

Zhu Li listened quietly, his eyes looking past Tang Feng into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: “To this world, we are indeed outsiders. We who do not belong to this era will always encounter various difficulties, and it is reasonable that we are a little confused.”

After hearing this, Tang Feng pursed his lips and was silent for a while before he said in a deep voice: “Thank you, Your Highness.”

After a while, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the hall, and Geng Qing came rushing in, exhausted.

When he saw Zhu Li, he knelt on the ground without hesitation, saying in a loud and respectful voice: “I pay my respects to Your Highness!”

Zhu Li’s gaze fell on Geng Qing, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

He keenly noticed that there was a unique aura surrounding Geng Qing. It was a blood-colored aura that seemed to be condensed from a strong murderous intent.

This kind of Qi, like a substance, is almost visible. It lingers around Geng Qing’s body, forming vague red outlines.

This blood-colored Qi is not only strong, but also full of brutality and wildness.

It is like a soldier who has just returned from the battlefield, with the smell of gunpowder still on his body, which is the smell of iron, blood and gunpowder intertwined.

Geng Qing had a great time during this operation.

Zhu Li smiled slightly and asked, “Captain Geng, are you having fun?”

Geng Qing grinned, revealing his white teeth, his eyes sparkling with excitement: “Your Highness, I am so happy to kill, so happy!”

Zhu Li nodded, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: “Get up, Captain Geng.”

“Thank you, Your Highness.” Geng Qing stood up, and the blood in his body made a gurgling sound.

He absorbed too much blood this time, and the blood spirit refined his body, allowing his cultivation to reach a higher level.

Geng Qing stood next to Tang Feng and laughed softly:
“Thank you, Brother Tang. I went to the rear of Fudi and made a big fuss. I refined all the people in there and absorbed a lot of blood spirits.”

“Captain Geng is joking,” Tang Feng said with a wry smile, “This is the captain’s bravery.”

“That’s not the case. Brother Tang gave a good command.” Geng Qing gave him a thumbs up.

Tang Feng was speechless.

This guy is really brainless. Doesn’t he know it’s embarrassing to fail in his mission?
Still saying these words now.

At this moment, a cry suddenly came from the sky. The sound was sharp and long, as if it penetrated the clouds and reached people’s hearts.

Tang Mi blinked his eyes, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked softly: “What is this?”

It should be some kind of bird blood slave.

But there are no flying blood slaves outside now, and they will attack your highness’s dojo.

Isn’t this seeking death?

Zhu Li’s mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, he slowly said: “It should be that little fellow Ying’er who is back.”

As soon as the words fell, a sword light flashed coldly and appeared at the entrance of the dojo.

The sword light streaked across the night sky like a meteor, carrying with it a fierce momentum and endless edge.

As the sword light dissipated, a figure walked in. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on people’s hearts, making people feel palpitations involuntarily.

The man was dressed in black, his figure was as straight as a sword, his face was cold and resolute.

He had a long sword hanging around his waist, and the scabbard was carved with exquisite patterns, which looked simple and elegant.

Next to her was a girl, and she was Chen Duo.

Chen Duo was wearing a pink dress, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and her face was pretty and lively.

Hearing the sound, Liu Yijian quickly stepped forward.

When he walked in front of Zhu Li, he knelt down without hesitation, bowing his head deeply: “I greet your Highness, and the princess is back too.”

Zhu Li looked at Liu Yijian who was kneeling on the ground, and a gentle light flashed in his eyes.

He waved his hand gently and said calmly, “Get up, no need to be polite.”

Zhu Li still likes this talented swordsman from the Ming Dynasty very much.

Among them, Lu Hui has the highest talent, while Liu Yijian has the clearest mind. He practices swordsmanship only for the sword.

He was the only one among the tomb guards who had such a simple mind.

Everyone knows the spirit of Yugong moving mountains, but it is difficult to do it.

Wang Yangming’s focus was on the unity of knowledge and action, and Liu Yijian achieved it.

Therefore, Zhu Li’s attitude towards him was relatively gentle, and he did not treat him as a guard like other tomb guards.

At this time, Chen Duo walked directly to Zhu Li. Her steps were light and lively, like a cheerful little bird.

When she came to Zhu Li, she called out softly, “Grandpa, why are you here?”

Zhu Li looked at Chen Duo, with a hint of pampering and love in his eyes.

He reached out his hand, gently touched Chen Duo’s head, and said softly: “Things here have been entangled for too long, I will finish it.”

Tang Feng looked embarrassed.

Is this a hint at him?

“Oh, I see.” Chen Duo said.

“There’s actually nothing for you to do here, you can continue to have fun.” Zhu Li said.

Chen Duo shook her head and said, “I’m really bored there, and filming doesn’t seem to be that interesting anymore.”

In fact, the main reason is that Liu Yijian is too violent.

All the crew members became blood slaves. They were very respectful to Chen Duo. She could do whatever she wanted and there was no obstacle to filming the movie.

It’s like a game player using cheats, or using cheats in a single-player game. It becomes boring as time goes by.

“Okay, then you stay with me.”

“it is good.”

A rare warm ending.

Zhu Li said sternly, “Tang Feng, Miss Tang, the two of you should set up the formation and prepare to finish everything here.”

Tang Feng and Tang Mi stood up immediately after hearing the order.

The two stood side by side, bowed and said, “I obey your orders!”

At the border of Moshidi, in a vast military camp, the hyena stood quietly.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, piercing through the fog of the border and staring at the fully armed American soldiers who were patrolling on the opposite side.

He is tall and mighty, with muscular lines as clear as sculptures, and every inch of his skin seems to contain endless power.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the silence.

Childe Borg walked over, his eyes were as red as blood, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, making him look particularly ferocious.

He walked up to the hyena and asked in a hoarse voice, “Mr. Hyena, what do you want from me?”

Hyena looked at him with a frown on his face, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: “You’re using your own soldiers for ‘tonics’ again?”

Upon hearing this, Childe Borg’s lips curled up into a bloodthirsty smile.

There was an indescribable fanaticism and cruelty in that smile, as if he was immersed in some twisted pleasure.

His eyes flashed scarlet light, as sharp and cold as a beast, making people shudder.

He slowly stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and streams of blood-red Qi gushed out from beneath his skin, wriggling and tumbling in his palm like a living thing.

These blood-red Qi seemed to have their own life. They kept changing their shapes, sometimes winding like snakes, sometimes jumping like flames, emitting a disgusting bloody smell.

As the blood-red Qi continued to surge, Childe Borg’s body began to undergo subtle changes.

His muscles became more tense and veins bulged, as if he could burst out with amazing power at any time.

His face became even more ferocious, with veins throbbing on his forehead and a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

The air in the entire military camp seemed to be infected by this blood-red qi, becoming heavy and depressing.

He said proudly: “The feeling of having power is more enjoyable than authority.”

The hyena shook his head, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He said in a deep voice: “You have delayed His Highness’s progress. Your power is just a castle in the air and has no practical significance.”

When Childe Borg heard this, a fanatical light flashed in his eyes.

He clenched his fists and said excitedly: “My king, I did not attack the troops, I just ate some people outside. This power, this endless power, is what I pursue!”

The hyena shook his head, his expression complex and deep.

“That’s crazy,” he whispered.

After saying that, the hyena turned around and pointed his finger at the border in the distance, where they were about to launch the attack.

His voice became firm and powerful: “Master Tomb Guard has given the order, we must attack with all our strength.”

When Childe Borg heard what the hyena said, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.

He licked his lips, as if he could foresee the coming battle and blood.

He asked excitedly, “Can we eat?”

The hyena looked at Childe Borg with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He responded coldly: “If you don’t mind the dirtiness, you can do whatever you want.”

However, Childe Borg did not back down.

On the contrary, there was a glimmer of craziness in his eyes.

He grinned and shouted to the soldiers around him: “Soldiers, follow me into the country!!”

The Moshidi army attacked with all their might.

The United States quickly fought back.

However, the current Moshidi army is different from the past. In addition, major problems have arisen at home, various holes cannot be filled, and the border defense is weak and vulnerable.

The border war broke out with overwhelming force.

Beautiful Guochuan Langte office.

The White House now seems unusually deserted. In the past, it was always crowded with politicians, reporters, and tourists.

But now, the corridor was empty, with only the occasional echo breaking the silence.

Inside the hall, the gorgeous crystal chandelier was still dazzling, but its light could not dispel the gloom surrounding it.

The historical portraits hanging on the walls seemed to have lost their former glory. They stared quietly at the empty space, as if telling the story of past glory.

Chuan Langte sat alone in a spacious yet depressing room. The walls around him seemed to be shrinking, trapping him in an invisible cage.

The room was dimly lit, with only a desk lamp emitting a faint light, barely illuminating his furrowed brow and angry face.

His breathing was heavy, and every inhale seemed like he was struggling to absorb oxygen from the heavy air, while every exhale was accompanied by a low roar that echoed in the silent space.

“They are all a bunch of wimps!”

He slammed the table so hard that the items on it shook slightly. Several resignation documents fell to the ground. The edges of the papers curled slightly due to the excessive force, and the handwriting appeared distorted and blurred under the light.

These resignations, which were originally petitions submitted by his subordinates because they could not bear the pressure or were dissatisfied with the status quo, now became the fuse that ignited his anger.

Chuan Langte stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow in the room, his steps heavy and hurried, like a trapped beast looking for an exit.

His eyes flashed with anger and disappointment as he looked over this place that was once full of hope and dreams, but now only left endless frustration.

The United States is now in turmoil, with large-scale resignations occurring across the country and capitalists thinking of transferring their assets abroad.

The whole country is like catkins in the wind, without any foundation.

No one wants to stay here.

The resignation letters on the table were only a small part. Most people did not even submit their resignation letters and simply left the United States in their own private jets.

Only Chuan Langte, the elderly man, is still persisting here.

But he could hardly hold on any longer.

The chief of staff rushed in, a young man, very different from the experienced chief of staff before.

The previous chief of staff has already submitted his resignation and left.

The young man was sweating and disheveled, obviously having come in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the door, he said hurriedly: “Sir, the Moshi warlords have invaded the border, and the war has begun!”

When Chuan Langte heard the news, his face twitched involuntarily and he was speechless for a moment.

His mind was in a mess, and his thoughts were like muddy water that had been stirred, unable to calm down.

What could he do? The situation before him was beyond his control, and his defense power was almost zero. How could he deal with this sudden war?

The chief of staff looked ashen at Trump’s reaction. After a moment’s silence, he added, “Sir, there are another 23 resignations on Capitol Hill, and 43 members have not reported today.”

This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Chuanlangte’s heart hard. Resignation, absence… all these foreshadowed the seriousness of the situation and internal turmoil.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but the anxiety and powerlessness in his heart followed him like a shadow and could not be shaken off.

“Damn it!” Chuan Langte finally couldn’t help but curse, and he stood up suddenly, “Pass the order down, immediately gather all available forces and prepare for battle! At the same time, send people to Capitol Hill to understand the situation of those congressmen and see who is willing to stand on our side.”

“Announce to the outside world that I am the 45th gentleman of the United States, and I will die in this position.”

(End of this chapter)