People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

At the front line of the Xingluo Empire, Ning Fengzhi frowned after hearing the news. He immediately found the Xingluo Crown Prince Dai Mubai on the front line and told him about it.

"Ning, Sect Master Ning, what did you say? My father, he, died?" Dai Mubai's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Yes, the Spirit Hall chose to attack the Xingluo Palace directly this time. Three Titled Douluo attacked together. Your father and the queen sacrificed their lives to save the palace." Ning Fengzhi said slowly.

After listening to Ning Fengzhi's words, Xing Dai Mubai was stunned. He never thought that his father would leave the world in this way. His eyes were red and tears could not stop flowing. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the Xingluo Empire. His heart was full of self-blame and regret, but there was also a hint of joy.

"Father, it's all because of my unfilial son that I didn't protect you well..." Dai Mubai almost burst into tears, and his heart was filled with pain. Ning Fengzhi walked over and helped Dai Mubai up.

"Prince, now is not the time to be sad. You must cheer up. You still have your own responsibilities."

Dai Mubai raised his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi. "What should I do? I don't know what to do now." Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath. "We need to stabilize the situation in the Xingluo Empire as soon as possible. At the same time, we must also fight back against the Spirit Hall. Since they dared to attack our palace, we must make them pay the price."

"The country cannot be without a king for a day. Now that the war has started, the most important thing is to ascend the throne as soon as possible and become the new emperor to stabilize the situation." Ning Fengzhi expressed his thoughts.

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "Then let's do it." Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Without further delay, we will immediately hold the coronation ceremony." In the temporary palace on the front line of the Xingluo Empire, Dai Mubai performed a simple coronation ceremony. He became the new emperor of the Xingluo Empire. He swore to avenge his father and let the Spirit Hall pay for their actions.

Dai Mubai knew that he was now the emperor of the Xingluo Empire. Every decision he made would affect the entire war situation. He needed to be more mature and calm. After Dai Mubai's coronation ceremony, he immediately mobilized the entire army. He wanted to pass this message to everyone, letting them know that the Xingluo Empire already had a new emperor. They would not collapse because of the loss of the former emperor. They would be more united and more determined.

"Master Ning, I hope you can stay by my side. I need a wise man, and you are the best candidate." Dai Mubai said to Ning Fengzhi.

"Your Majesty, since I came here, it was the result of the alliance's discussion. Naturally, I will not leave easily. What's more, I took the initiative to come to the Xingluo front. After all, the Xingluo army is stronger and has a better chance of breaking through the defense line of the Wuhun Empire as soon as possible." Ning Fengzhi explained with a smile.

"In that case, I would like to thank Master Ning." Dai Mubai said immediately, "Master, how should we counterattack the Spirit Hall now?" Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment, "The Spirit Hall should think that we have lost the will to fight due to this sneak attack. Next, they should continue to attack us, intending to defeat us in one fell swoop.

We need to formulate a complete plan to let them know that we are not so easy to defeat."

"What does Master Ning think?" Dai Mubai asked.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, "First, we need to stabilize the morale of the army and let them know that even though the previous emperor has passed away, you are still here, and the Xingluo Empire is still here. Secondly, we need to strengthen the protection of the palace and can no longer let them attack so recklessly."

Dai Mubai nodded, "Master Ning is right, so what should we do next?" Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, "We can adopt the strategy of luring the enemy deep into the next battle."

"Luring the enemy deep into the depths?" Dai Mubai was a little confused. "Yes, lure the enemy deep into our territory." Ning Fengzhi nodded, "We can let the frontline troops pretend to be defeated, attract the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall to pursue, and then lead them into our trap."

"This is a good strategy." Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with determination, "Then, let's arrange it immediately." Ning Fengzhi nodded, "There is no time to lose, let's arrange it immediately."

Just as the front line of the Xingluo Empire was carrying out the strategy of luring the enemy deep into our territory, Bibi Dong was sitting in the Pope's Palace, quietly watching the battle report from the front line, and said in a deep voice, "Although this sneak attack caused some confusion in the frontline troops of the Xingluo Empire, it did not achieve the effect I expected. It seems that Ning Fengzhi still has some means to stabilize the situation so quickly."

"Pass the order down, let all the Titled Douluo who are out return to the Pope's Palace."

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In the following days, Dai Mubai and Ning Fengzhi adopted the strategy of luring the enemy deep into the Xingluo Empire, successfully leading several Soul Douluos from the Spirit Hall into a trap, and then concentrated their superior forces to annihilate them in one fell swoop at the cost of losing thousands of soldiers. The victory of this battle greatly boosted the morale of the Xingluo Empire, and they were no longer in a situation where they were suppressed by the Spirit Hall.

However, in the following days, the Spirit Hall sent more Soul Douluos to the front line, and the Xingluo Empire lost several cities in succession. The Soul Douluo-level combat power made the front-line troops of the Xingluo Empire feel tremendous pressure. But Dai Mubai did not give up. He and Ning Fengzhi continued to formulate more detailed plans, hoping to reverse the situation.

In the continuous battle between the two sides, countless people have sacrificed their lives. The war has entered a white-hot stage, and no one can judge who will be the final winner. This war is still going on.

In the vortex of war, Dai Mubai and Ning Fengzhi were sitting in a temporary tent, facing the sand table in front of them, pondering. "The number of Soul Douluo in the Spirit Hall seems to be increasing. Our army can no longer play a big role in the face of these high-level soul masters joining forces." Ning Fengzhi frowned and said.

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, "We must come up with more ways, otherwise, we can only watch them approach us step by step."

"I have a plan, but it needs to be discussed between the alliances. After all, my idea is a bit crazy." Ning Fengzhi said slowly.

"What is your plan?" Dai Mubai asked curiously.

"Now most of the combat power of the Spirit Hall is outside, and the troops in the Spirit City must be empty now. Since the Spirit Hall dares to raid the palace, why don't we raid the Pope's Palace?"

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