Peace Order

Chapter 1702 - 56: Majestic Momentum

After listening to Jiang Su’s description, Jiang Wanxiang remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he sighed: "I say, throughout history, a kingdom destroyed in a single battle is rare, perhaps once in a millennium. But like Li Guanyi, conquering not through a battle but a successful raid, must be unparalleled through the ages."

"However, what you said, Grandmaster, is still somewhat incorrect."

"What is incorrect?"

Jiang Wanxiang said: "Although the capital of the Chen Country has fallen into Li Guanyi’s hands, the territory of Chen Country is still quite vast. Among the other armies, the fastest advancing Yue Pengwu is still a thousand miles away, such a long distance."

"There are countless cities and counties, local powers and various noble families. Faced with such a situation, if you say they are all submissive, bowing their heads to Prince Qin’s army, do you think that’s possible?"

"In this world, where is there such logic?"

"Who doesn’t have ambition in their hearts? Who doesn’t have desires? And who doesn’t harbor a glimmer of hope? In this vast territory, the cities big and small are likely to continue resisting, defying Li Guanyi’s forces."

"Some hope to stand on their own, some fear the fate of the noble families under Prince Qin’s command, and others wait for the right price, showcasing their strength and value, then waiting for Prince Qin to offer a high price."

"To completely recover all this, it may take time."

"At least two years."

Jiang Su said solemnly: "So what? Your Majesty."

This sentence was plain, yet carried a special calmness.

Jiang Wanxiang, who was logically analyzing the situation, was taken aback, looking at the towering, solemn military god before him, as the latter put down his teacup, resting both hands on his knees, and asked again,

"Your Majesty, what does this matter to Li Guanyi?"

"I have fought many times with him, initially brought here by Murong Longtu, back then he already had the title of Marquis Qin Wu, but at that time, I could have crushed him with one hand."

"At that time, he was not even worth my attention."

"Compared to Sword Madman Murong Longtu, he was just an outstanding young junior."

"The second time, in the Western Regions, he could already cut down enemy commanders amidst thousands of troops, could apply the diversion strategy on the battlefield, could fiercely fight against me, though gravely wounded but undying."

"He was already a rather troublesome opponent."

"Because of that vitality, because of that grand military force."

"Later, when I fought him at the frontier, he could stand alone before me; by then, he was no longer a junior. Like Murong Longtu, he was a true rival."

"From my understanding of him, he would never compromise."

Jiang Wanxiang was stunned.

Jiang Su, clad in black, said solemnly: "He will keep fighting, facing those who think they can wait for the right price, those who carve out territories, those who protect the status of noble families, he won’t hesitate, he will fight, continue fighting until he achieves complete victory."

"So, can these noble families, cities, powerful individuals stop Prince Qin’s forces?"

"The so-called vast territory is only a place waiting for Prince Qin to reclaim. Ahead, there are no enemies, no rivals, only dirt waiting to be swept away, only the remnants of an old era, corpses that should have died but haven’t."

"Chen Country has no possibility of turning the tide."

"So, in my eyes,"

"Chen is already lost."

"This result is already destined; the next two years are just Prince Qin fulfilling this outcome, exhibiting his military strategy, nothing more than tedious matters for historians to record."

"Your Majesty, can we afford any fantasy about the enemy?"

"Li Guanyi is an enemy, a rival representing the sharpness of the younger generation, a mortal enemy with us. Such an enemy deserves true respect, which means not having any fantasy about his determination, his will, or his methods."

"This is a truly, ironclad opponent."

Jiang Wanxiang remained silent for a long time, the elderly monarch said:

"Grandmaster, you regard him highly, and admire him greatly."

Jiang Su replied: "Yes."

"Across such a world, looking around, he might be the greatest and most worthy achievement of my life, or perhaps, the one who ends my life’s campaigns. He’s a rival, but sometimes rivals are the ones who understand each other the most."

"If I win, the Daying Kingdom will still have the world, rebuilding and revitalizing."

"If I perish, then the entire old three-hundred-year chaotic era ends with my death, ending the chaotic world as a sacrifice for my demise. For a general, there’s no more exhilarating and fitting an end than this."

Jiang Wanxiang chuckled silently: "You do dare to speak."

In the center of the table, the old man kicked the military god’s leg.

Then he drew a cold breath himself.

Grandmaster Jiang Su, nearly the highest balance of attack and defense in the Martial Arts Legend, was the strongest in offensive power before the Sword Madman, and it was the Sword Madman’s one strike that broke through Jiang Su’s defense, illustrating his robust physique and vitality.

Jiang Wanxiang almost had the feeling of exerting his full strength, as if his big toe was kicking a hard, protruding stone, causing sharp pain, his cheek twitched, muttering in a hateful tone:

"Then why don’t you just end it yourself."

Jiang Su calmly replied: "Because, even an old person like me wants to win too, I also want, with my and Your Majesty’s ideals and methods, to end this chaotic world, and since it’s a battle, it should be fought with all our strength."