Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1258 - 1251: Peaceful Resolution Solution

Chapter 1258: Chapter 1251: Peaceful Resolution Solution

It was evident that the mighty Dongsheng Empire was not a unified entity, as it harbored numerous internal contradictions, some of which were even more serious than the external conflicts, to the extent that there were instances of commanders plotting to kill generals.

However, considering an intervention in the internal strife of the Dongsheng Empire currently seemed pointless, as the pressing matter at hand was to repel the invasion of the Dongsheng Empire’s large army. Despite their internal squabbles back home, the people of Kyushu would undoubtedly unite in the face of a foreign threat here in West Outer Heaven.

Looking at the current situation, defeating the main force of the Dongsheng Empire’s army undoubtedly appeared to be the best option, but for Luo’er and his comrades, it was a case of the spirit being willing, but the flesh being weak.

As previously mentioned, since the visit was for reconnaissance, the Helrandum did not carry enough ammunition for a high-intensity war. Reimer would have liked to take the initiative to strike, but his ammunition supply hampered his ambitions.

Now, he wasn’t even talking about restoring his previous fleet’s composition; he would decisively strike out if he could only resupply the Helrandum with standard quantities of ammunition.

As things stood, defending Lingyuan City and adopting a defensive strategy had become the consensus among the leaders, including Reimer. Neither the air fleet nor the Demon Clan’s army had the strength to leave the city and engage in battle with Dongsheng’s troops, let alone face a hundred thousand strong, the more than a thousand generals alone were tough enough.

The Dongsheng army merely suffered a setback locally, but their overall formation remained intact; it was impossible to give them an opportunity for a victorious pursuit.

The composition of Dongsheng’s generals inevitably reminded Luo’er of the Mage legions of the Western Continent’s army. Essentially, there was no clear distinction between the two; both utilized magic for combat.

But the difference lies in the fact that Mages are quite fragile; to draw an analogy, they resemble high-tech fighter jets – even minor damage can render them unable to use magic.

Generals, on the other hand, are different; they are like battle-hardened heavy tanks, for whom minor scratches are inconsequential, and even with serious injuries, they still possess fighting strength.

To be fair, in terms of combat effectiveness, Luo’er felt that the generals of the East Continent did not match up to the Mages of the Western Continent. However, generals have the advantage of being tougher and more durable compared to Mages.

This inevitably made him think of the competition between the AR and AK rifles. The AR series rifles are highly precise, have low recoil, and deliver significant damage, but they are delicate and require regular maintenance.

On the other hand, the AK series rifles are durable and can even be fired after being submerged in water for months. Such advantages make up for their flaws, such as strong recoil and limited accuracy – it’s a matter of perspective.

It is only natural for the Advance Team to find it challenging to face a foe they are not familiar with. After all, they’ve only had experience fighting Mages and not generals. They couldn’t immediately figure out how to deal with these battle-hardened behemoths.

In his vexation, Luo’er thought of a commander named Xuan. Since the latter had shown an interest in collaborating to eliminate their generals, why not now consider working with him to repel the offensive of the Dongsheng army from within?

Of course, while this was his thought, Luo’er couldn’t shake his concerns. After all, the fellow was only a former supreme commander, and there was no telling whether he could mobilize the entire Dongsheng army.

Moreover, this person seemed quite scheming, which made Luo’er wary of him. If he wanted to seek him out now, he would have to send one of his members to call him out to discuss the matter.

But that brought about a problem; the most suitable to infiltrate the enemy camp and establish contact with him at this stage was only Feng. However, Feng’s identity was very sensitive, and Luo’er worried that he would be throwing him into the lion’s den, which could lead to a loss far outweighing the gain.

Although Cheng Ziang suggested he venture into enemy territory to contact the commander, Cheng Ziang was just an ordinary person after all. There were hundreds of Cultivators in the Dongsheng army, and if there were a fight, even with ancestral blessings, he would likely fall inside.

Nonetheless, communication is always the best way to resolve issues. No matter how impossible it might seem, it was still worth a try. In any case, it would be more manageable than having both sides clash head-on.

Thus, after consultation, Luo’er decided to send Feng, along with Cheng Ziang and Baiyue, out of the city to seek the commander named Xuan and try to establish contact with him, looking to resolve the situation as best as possible.

For safety’s sake, Luo’er entrusted Fulajie’er to Feng. Although she couldn’t kill, she was still very helpful in supporting Feng. After years of study and training, Fulajie’er had grown into a qualified commander.

Indeed, were it not for command considerations, Cheng Ziang would’ve liked her to wear Liseya’s pendant, as she was a true god of death with it. With her protecting Feng, coupled with Feng’s own abilities, it didn’t guarantee combat, but escape would definitely not be an issue.

But unfortunately, Liseya only listened to him, or rather, Liseya only cared about Cheng Ziang’s safety and was completely indifferent to everything else.

Luo’er gave the three of them two days to cover the thirty kilometers. After two days, whether they had found Xuan or not, they had to return the way they came, or else the rest of the Advance Team would come to search and reinforce.

With the help of a Transport Plane, thirty kilometers was quite manageable. However, at this stage, the air fleet really didn’t have many Magic Crystals to spare for operations, so they had to reduce flights as much as possible, even rarely dispatching reconnaissance aircraft.

Every time Luo’er sent people out, he felt as if he was being cut into pieces. He always felt an inexplicable sense of terror and anxiously awaited the return of those he dispatched.

Although he was no longer the Captain with an extreme desire for control over his teammates like before, his concern for them had not changed one bit.

The trio arrived at the outskirts of the Dongsheng military camp by Airboat in the afternoon, and by evening, they had mostly set up the meeting point and had Feng sneak into the camp to search for the commander named Xuan.

Under cover of darkness, Feng began to stealthily infiltrate the military camp. This time, thanks to Luo’er’s arrangements, Fulajie’er’s guidance was critical for Feng. She keenly searched for the enemy’s positions, movements, and even their fields of vision, guiding Feng through the camp step by step as if playing a third-person stealth game.

The Dongsheng military camp was divided into a main camp and several sub-camps, with the main camp primarily housing the General’s headquarters and the elite forces. And it was this main camp that Feng was infiltrating.

Searching for a commander among a hundred thousand soldiers was no easy task—if Feng had to do it himself, it might take days without success. But now, with Fulajie’er’s help, the pressure on him was greatly reduced.

Based on Feng’s description of Xuan’s appearance, Fulajie’er started to sift through the camp for suspicious targets and then pointed out possible targets for Feng to identify.

After recognizing dozens of people, finally, at midnight, under the guidance of Fulajie’er, Feng reached the tent of Xuan.

At this time, Xuan was sitting alone in his tent, reading a book. Suddenly, he noticed a flicker of candlelight and raised his head, feeling a shock in his heart.

There stood Feng in the shadows, holding a long knife, his icy gaze fixed on him.

In the midst of his nervousness, Xuan caught his breath and tried to appear calm as he smiled and said, "You actually found me, it seems I underestimated you."

"You’re actually alive?" Feng said expressionlessly.

"Disappointed, are you?" Xuan said with a slight smile.

Feng ignored him and instead extended his left hand to point in a rough direction, saying, "They want to see you, now!"

"As you can see, I can’t go out right now. The military is under martial law, and I don’t want to be accused of communicating with the enemy and conspiring from within," Xuan said with a shrug, smiling casually.

"If you’re unwilling to go, then I’ll take you there bound," Feng said.

"Calm down," Xuan said with a smile, spreading his hands, "this area is swarming with Generals. If I make even a slight noise, they will immediately surround us, and then it won’t be so easy for you to escape."

He paused, then, looking at Feng’s face with a smile, he said, "Princess Bailong, not many know your true identity now. If those rough men recognize you, your prospects would be grim."

"I don’t care. Either you come with me right now, or you die right now!" Feng’s eyes grew even sharper, his voice colder.

"Cool it, cool it, Your Highness. Don’t make too much noise; those guys have sharp ears," Xuan said, waving his hand, seemingly not at all anxious.