The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Time was passing quickly. Zhao Yuanlang pulled Zhang Xi, who was tied up like a twist, and walked quickly along the river bank, because he knew that there were pursuers from the empire behind them. They had already avoided several waves of air patrols.

Meng Zhenxi and others nervously knelt on one knee in the big tent, not daring to raise their heads or look directly at the man in black dragon robe sitting beside Bai Jingrong's bed.

"What a mess!"

"Your Majesty, please forgive us! We deserve the death penalty!" The officers and generals below knelt on one knee and expressed their deep apologies to this man. It was unclear whether they were doing it out of true respect or out of fear.

"The plan has changed. Order all troops to move forward. I need to hear the news of the demise of the First War Zone as soon as possible! Allow the largest-scale heavenly fire to descend!" Emperor Qin narrowed his eyes and looked at the generals and officers below.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and everyone couldn't help but shiver, but they expressed their most sincere loyalty to the man in front of them and left the tent one after another.

After many generals and officers left the tent, Emperor Qin stood up with his eyes narrowed, staring coldly at Bai Jingrong who was lying on the hospital bed in front of him.

Bai Jingrong, who had been pale, suddenly had a red face. He opened his eyes and looked helplessly at the awe-inspiring man in front of him. He took the lead in breaking the awkwardness: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for my sins. I am too ashamed to face the future stars of the empire. I have lost my reputation for a lifetime!"

"Haha! It's destroyed in an instant." Emperor Qin looked jokingly at the old man who was performing a sentimental performance in front of him.

Bai Jingrong smiled awkwardly, slowly removed all the needles and other medical supplies on his body, got off the bed, knelt on one knee on the ground, and respectfully raised the tiger talisman in his hand above his head.

"Haha, old thing, just kneel like this!" The Qin Emperor didn't buy his talk. He picked up the tiger talisman and turned to walk out of the tent.

Seeing Emperor Qin turning around and about to leave, Bai Jingrong knew in his heart that Emperor Qin was not easy to fool, and he sighed helplessly.

"Your Majesty, please stay. I have important news." Bai Jingrong shouted hurriedly.

Qin Huang stopped walking, turned around and looked at the old general in front of him quietly. He didn't know what he was thinking, and said slowly: "Go ahead."

"Your Majesty, please forgive my crime. That..." Bai Jingrong stood up and whispered in Emperor Qin's ear.

"Okay, very interesting and valuable. Just take good care of yourself and leave the rest to me." The Emperor Qin walked out of the tent quickly with an expressionless face.

Bai Jingrong stood there awkwardly, watching Qin Huang leave. Finally, he shook his head helplessly and returned to the hospital bed.

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The headquarters of the First War Zone was in ruins. Many federal soldiers looked at the countless imperial troops outside the base anxiously, and it was obvious that most of the soldiers' hands were shaking while holding their guns.

In the war conference room, countless federal generals looked at the text message sent by the emperor of the empire on the big screen, all of them silent.

"Okay, everyone, hurry up and think of a solution. We have no way out. Surrender or fight to the death." Admiral MacArthur, the commander temporarily elected by everyone, glanced at everyone worriedly.

No one spoke, their heads were lowered so low that they could almost be stuffed into their crotches. Air superiority was lost, information was interfered with, and contact with the outside world was lost. It was a dead end.

MacArthurs looked at the crowd and became furious: "Damn bastards, if we can't come up with a solution, we will all die here. We will become a disgrace to the Federation and a disgrace to our family. Think about your families!"

Everyone kept their heads down and said nothing, and MacArthur felt a chill in his heart.

"Cough cough." Everyone raised their heads, including MacArthurs, and looked at Lieutenant General Jimou who was coughing.

"Tell me, it seems our deputy chief of staff has some plans." MacArthurs looked at the plan known as the "Federal Fox" with hope.

Ji Mou was so embarrassed! He just felt uncomfortable in his throat and couldn't help coughing twice.

Ji Mou touched his nose, glanced at everyone, and slowly stood up. After calling out the battle map, he frowned and said, "Please look here, the imperial army is gathered here. This is our base camp. It is obvious that we are besieging the point and attacking the reinforcements. The 39th and 40th Legions have been completely wiped out on the front line. Although we have lost more than half of our troops, there are still about 35 left. But the empire cannot swallow us up in one bite. Their target must be here!"

Everyone followed the finger of Ji Zhou and looked at the reserve troops 500 kilometers away from the base camp.

MacArthurs couldn't help but take a breath, and everyone in the conference room also understood what Lieutenant General Ji meant. Although the empire is powerful, the base camp cannot be breached for a while. Their target must be the weak reserve troops. Only in this way can they better erode all the combat power of the First War Zone bit by bit.

But everyone knew that if the reserve troops did not come to help, they would have no choice but to wait for death. Facing the 1.4 million-strong imperial army, they were like lambs to be slaughtered. No, they were like naked girls facing countless naked strong men.

Just thinking about this is extremely scary! Everyone couldn't help but shudder.

"This situation is not a dead end, but now, there is something you need to make a decision on, Mr. Admiral." Ji Mou stared straight at MacArthurs.

MacArthur did not respond immediately. While he lowered his head in thought, the generals in the conference room began to chatter.

MacArthur was in a dilemma. He knew that the strategy he had devised would allow him to escape, but he estimated that there was a big trap waiting for him.

MacArthurs knocked on the table, and the conference room fell silent. He fixed his eyes on the plan and said, "I can't guarantee it. You should tell us first and let us discuss it and see if it is feasible!"

Jimou knew that the old fox MacArthurs would not fall into the trap easily: "It's simple, a heroic move!"

Everyone followed the direction of Ji Zhou and understood his meaning in an instant, but everyone looked at Ji Zhou in a strange way.

MacArthurs took a breath and said, "Is it necessary to do this? Is there no other way?"

Jimou shook his head slowly. Looking at the hopeful eyes of many generals below, MacArthur knew that this matter could not be changed, but he could not bear it.

MacArthurs waved to his adjutant, who trotted over, bent down, whispered in his ear, saluted, and then ran out.

Everyone was still surprised and didn't understand what MacArthur was doing. After a while, the adjutant came running over with two pieces of paper and gave MacArthur the strategy.

Ji Mou looked at the paper in his hand and snorted in his heart. He was indeed an old fox. He could think of this. Then he took out a pen from his pocket and signed on it. Then the two exchanged papers and signed again.

MacArthur stood up, took another piece of paper from Ji Mou, and said to everyone while holding three pieces of paper: "I need everyone to sign on it! This is our only way to survive, I hope everyone will consider it carefully."

After everyone read it one by one, they signed on it. Then MacArthur ordered his adjutant to make several copies, one for each person, and said, "Keep one copy for sealing, I'll keep the other one here, and General Jimou will have one. Everyone has a copy. Since everyone has no objection, then Lieutenant General Jimou will make the specific arrangements, and everyone will implement them. Dismissed!"