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Chapter 544: [543] The Clown Turns Out to Be Myself

North An War Zone.

Main Hall.

"Pa! Pa!"

The dense raindrops pounded against the large floor-to-ceiling windows, then flowed quickly down the glass, leaving behind traces.

Qiu Qiguang, the main lord, stared at this scene and felt that it was like tear marks left by crying.

He couldn't help but think of the images he saw yesterday.

A strange squid missile, deliberately concealed by magic, swiftly passed through the pouring rain and accurately entered a ventilation passage of a fortress.

It entered the interior of the fortress through the air duct and happened to hit a factory, and unfortunately fell into a crowded workshop.

In that instant.

A terrible thing happened.

A large amount of green gas spread to every corner, and more than 150 workers had squid-like tentacles drilled out of their stomachs, twisting their necks.

After the accident.

Hundreds of relatives of the deceased gathered at the scene of the tragedy, crying loudly together, deeply touching Qiu Qiguang, the main lord.

This was just a microcosm.

In the past few days.

The number of casualties among civilians began to rise steadily.

After all, the role played by the Warhawk Legion was only that of "interceptor", and manpower was sometimes limited, making it impossible to intercept every strange squid missile.

Qiu Qiguang's gaze flickered, and he decisively ordered, "Someone come!"

A mysterious servant appeared at the door silently and respectfully asked, "May I ask what the main lord commands?"

With a stern face, he shouted, "Immediately clean the water on the glass and activate the protective formation to avoid obstructing the line of sight!"

"Yes!"

Soon.

Qiu Qiguang's will was carried out.

A dark wave of fluctuations passed by.

Naturally, the protective formation was activated.

The sound of "pa pa" disappeared instantly, and not a drop of rain could be seen falling on the large glass surface.

Another wave of fluctuations passed by.

The tear marks on the glass quickly evaporated into water vapor.

The floor-to-ceiling window returned to a dry state.

"Ah!"

Qiu Qiguang sighed deeply.

His mention of "obstructing the line of sight" was just an excuse.

Qiu Qiguang didn't really mind his line of sight being blocked, he just didn't want to see tear marks on the glass, and he didn't want his heart to be hurt.

Qiu Qiguang stood up and walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window.

His gaze pierced through the glass and saw the dense rain curtain.

Qiu Qiguang's brows furrowed tightly, and his expression didn't look good. "It's not normal for such heavy rain in autumn!"

His expression was extremely serious. "The White Squid Clan is definitely planning some kind of conspiracy!"

Although he had guessed this point.

But he had a deep sense of powerlessness.

Qiu Jiangzhuo felt like a trapped beast, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape his current situation.

On one hand,

The Baiyou tribe has mobilized giant cannon squids and constantly harassed the various lotus islands, with more and more varied attacks.

The numerous fortresses in the Beian war zone could only passively defend against the attacks.

Unfortunately, despite trying many tactics, the interception rate became lower and lower.

Naturally,

The civilian casualties in the Beian war zone became increasingly severe.

On the other hand,

Qiu Jiangzhuo also faced reprimands from the Candle Melt God General.

Just yesterday,

After the tragedy at the factory,

Qiu Qiguang couldn't sit still and entered the secret hall to request an audience with the Candle Melt God General.

He waited for a full five minutes.

Only then did a trace of the god's soul descend under the command of the god general.

Qiu Qiguang gathered his courage and explained the current predicament of the war zone.

The continuous battles of various legions resulted in increasingly heavy losses, and even morale was relatively low.

But when they requested support from the commanding palace, all they received were perfunctory words.

He also complained about the absurd behavior of a certain commanding general.

As the highest commander of the major war zone, not only did he ignore the various war zones, but he also engaged in ridiculous events like the "Grilled Squid Festival."

It's truly unreasonable!

Qiu Qiguang originally thought that even if Cheng Jiangdu had the support of a divine power, the Candle Melt God General would still reprimand him to some extent and ask him not to go too far.

However,

Qiu Qiguang only heard one reprimand: "Do your job!"

In those words,

There was a sense of coldness and ruthlessness.

Then,

The god general's soul directly left.

All of the above,

Made Qiu Jiangzhuo smile bitterly: "I work tirelessly for the Beian war zone, but I can't even hold onto my position as the commanding general."

The reprimand from the Candle Melt God General clearly indicated that He had a significant opinion.

But due to the imminent outbreak of a major war and the tense situation in the war zone, it was not convenient to change the commanding general candidate, which is why it was left unresolved.

Qiu Qiguang became more and more resentful: "Some people, with the identity of a mysterious master, at such a young age, can hold high positions and gain the favor of divine power, and dare to act recklessly!"

He knew very well that once this major battle was over, there was a high probability that he would not be able to keep his position as the commanding general.

The commanding general sighed and his usually straight back bent slightly.

Hey!

I haven't made any mistakes, I just spoke out for justice, criticized a treacherous person, and ended up in this situation.

Where is the fairness?

Where is the justice?

At this moment.

"Thud! Thud!"

The sound of knocking suddenly rang out.

Qiu Qiguang turned his body to look at the door, his tone not as strong as before: "Come in!"

"Click!"

Only a slight sound was heard.

The door was pushed open.

A black-robed cultivator walked in quickly and said loudly, "Reporting to the Lord, Dongli..."

The sentence was just beginning.

Then there was a pause.

The cultivator immediately noticed that the Lord's expression was obviously not right. His face, which used to be full of dignity, was now faintly tinged with gloom.

Qiu Qiguang raised his eyes and glanced at his subordinate, urging, "Why did you stop? Is there news from the Dongli war zone?"

The cultivator didn't dare to neglect and quickly said, "Yes! The Supreme Commander has issued an urgent order, requesting all major war zones to prepare for a counterattack!"

Qiu Qiguang sneered, "Counterattack?!"

The Lord's face was full of mockery: "With an average of over three thousand soldiers dying in battle every day, does the Supreme Commander think the Beian war zone is not fighting hard enough?"

This guy's expression was filled with ferocity, and he cursed in front of his subordinate, "Should we arm the civilians and send them to the battlefield?"

The cultivator lowered his head and remained silent.

He was not a fool and naturally realized that the Lord's situation was very unusual. It would be extremely foolish to speak out rashly.

Qiu Qiguang vented a little, and his anger eased slightly.

He didn't make things difficult for his subordinate, just waved his sleeve: "You come and draft the letter!"

The cultivator cautiously responded, "Please tell me, Lord."

Qiu Qiguang pondered for a few seconds and said expressionlessly, "Just write it like this: The Hai Clan's army is countless, and their offensive is extremely fierce. The Beian war zone swears to defend every lotus island and will not let the Hai Clan step into the fortress until the last person fights!"

The last sentence, "until the last person fights."

As long as one's brain is not faulty, they can hear a hint of sarcasm.

The cultivator didn't dare to offer any suggestions, and recorded it without changing a word. He obediently bowed, "Lord, please allow..."

The sentence was not finished.

It abruptly stopped.

Because he clearly sensed an extremely vast and extraordinary fluctuation, suddenly coming from a distance and sweeping across the entire war zone in an instant.

This fluctuation was quite strange.

Its intensity was not great, not yet reaching the level of a cultivator, but it was unexpectedly profound, making it difficult to determine its specific level.

The cultivator also faintly heard the sound of the sea tide.

"Whoosh~"

It seemed to sound right next to his ear.

And it seemed to come from a very distant place.

Qiu Qiguang suddenly turned his head and looked towards the northwest, as if talking to himself and asking, "Is that the direction of the Dongli war zone?"

The cultivator snapped back to his senses and quickly nodded, "Yes, Lord!"

Qiu Qiguang's expression changed unpredictably, murmuring, "That guy..."

He had only said three words.

Qiu realized immediately that his subordinate was right beside him and quickly changed his address: "Is this something that General Cheng has done?"

He felt that this was definitely not a coincidence.

At this moment, a thought suddenly popped into Qiu Qiguang's mind - perhaps he had wrongly accused General Cheng, and the other party was not as reckless as he had imagined?

He hesitated for a moment and ordered, "Don't send the reply for now... forget it, just burn it!"

Xuanshi quickly responded, "Yes!"

This person immediately shook his right hand, and the document burst into flames with a "whoosh," quickly burning to ashes, leaving no trace behind.

After a moment,

"Bang! Bang!"

The heavy footsteps sounded.

A Xuanshi wearing a black robe with silver threads walked into the hall with great excitement and said, "Commander, I have good news!"

Without waiting for Qiu Qiguang to speak,

The Xuanshi quickly said, "The General has issued a notice. With the help of Huayunmu, General Cheng has created a new type of Xuanyu formation called 'Linghai Xuanyu Formation'."

He paused slightly and his tone was full of excitement. "The General also said that this thing can use the aura of the sea to detect the approximate position of large sea creatures."

"The Dongli war zone has conducted relevant experiments, and the detection accuracy of the Linghai Xuanyu Formation for the giant cannon squid soldiers of the Baiyou tribe has reached over sixty percent."

"Once the target's position is determined, the Warhawk Squadron can be immediately dispatched to launch a wave of Xuanyu soldiers, greatly reducing the attacks of the cunning squid missiles."

Qiu Qiguang was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately became excited. "Is that true?!"

The Commander understood very well that a sixty percent detection rate, although it didn't sound very high, was actually quite significant.

Let's do a simple calculation.

If sixty percent of the giant cannon squid soldiers deployed by the Baiyou tribe were detected by the Xuanyu formation, and each attack by the Warhawks had a fifty percent chance of destroying a squid soldier,

This means that for every batch of squid soldiers deployed by the enemy, the casualty rate would reach thirty percent.

Not every time.

But every single time.

Over time, the attrition rate of the giant cannon squid soldiers would reach an astonishing level.

The Xuanshi nodded heavily, "Absolutely true!"

This guy couldn't help but wave his fist, "This annoying thing has been tormenting our war zone for too long. Now we can give them a taste of their own medicine."

As Qiu Qiguang listened to these words, another thought came to his mind.

General Cheng had just issued the counterattack order, and the Linghai Xuanyu Formation was immediately developed. Was this a coincidence?

Of course not!

There was only one truth - General Cheng must have already prepared the new Xuanyu formation long ago, but had been keeping it hidden.

So then,

Why did General Cheng do this?

Qiu Qiguang naturally thought of the answer - General Cheng was planning a large-scale counterattack, and now the timing was completely ripe, so Cheng had revealed his trump card.

As the Commander understood this, he was stunned.

So it turns out...

The clown was actually me?

No wonder when I sought an audience with the Divine General Zhu Rong, my subordinates scolded me harshly, saying, "Do your own job!"

Thanks to the generous reward from the esteemed 'Daoxing Monk'!

(End of this chapter)