Chapter 596: War is the continuation of politics

Finally safe.

Arriving outside the county seat of Heyin County, Hao Tingyu, who was responsible for the rear guard, looked back at the frozen surface of the Yellow River and couldn't help feeling a pang of guilt.

He never understood one thing all along: why, having passed through the Henei region under Li Baochen's jurisdiction the whole way, they encountered no pursuit or blockade.

That is clearly unreasonable.

Fortunately, having reached Heyin County, safety could be ensured and the rear was no longer a worry. These matters also

The current East Sea Dragon Clan has no Eight Wastelands Fire Dragons; it seems there must be some reason for that.

After all preparations were complete, the gate of the enclosed shipyard finally opened fully; dozens of mooring lines were attached to the several tugboats outside the shipyard. Such a large warship could only be slowly and smoothly dragged into the water by those several tugboats from the rollers it sat on.

More importantly, some things and matters can only be understood intuitively, not expressed in words; they cannot be spoken of, which gives rise to this way of speaking.

Next came the giant-tailed poisonous scorpion; the huge scorpion, upon appearing, elicited Angus's astonishment—a tail as tall as two people, a broad back two to nearly three meters in diameter, smooth and thick carapace, and extraordinary short-distance speed, though lacking in stamina, it is absolutely a supreme magic beast for charging and melee.

While speaking, his gaze turned to Miao Lin and the evil spirit beside him; that hint of desire showed no concealment, openly revealed.

While Ye Xinyu was cooking, Zhuo Yifan quietly came to Lin Xiaomeng's side and asked his question.

The final boss had been toppled, but the battle wasn't over; scattered undead cavalry still roamed outside the city, and moreover, the earth dragons enslaved by Zaka had regained their senses and joined the siege forces.

The Heaven-Defying Madman bore immense force all over, half his body already sunk into the ground, his chest feeling breathless, suffering greatly; finally, when his hunger dropped to zero, the War God struck him down with a single blow, turning him into white light.

Ding Yang looked left and right, recalling what had just been said, feeling annoyed inside; indeed, he shouldn't have spoken of helping Fang Fei up, but now his mind was in a tangled mess, his head dizzy from anger—finding an excuse was already not bad; who had the leisure to think back and forth?

Therefore, before Ji Kai arrives, this matter must certainly be considered, so there's no need to display such things.

After Confucius toured the states in his day, several of his disciples later died in the turmoil; Confucius also knew his powers could not overturn fate, and since the world had no peace, he and his disciples sought a secluded retreat in the deep mountains, later hiding in the forests by feigning death.

They had long known the sturdiness of the giant stone material; with the incorporation of a restriction, its hardness was such that even a supreme being could not violently break through.

A feeling never before experienced surged from her chest; Feng Wu involuntarily grasped Ye Luo's hand, wanting to say something but not knowing what, she could only gaze vaguely at Ye Luo.

The Weapon Maniac had already exceeded expectations, crafting a third-rank spiritual artifact. Yun Tianyang, what could he forge?

Yun Tianyang sat cross-legged, five hearts facing heaven, his breathing rhythm gradually changing into the long, continuous breath of an old turtle. Instantly, ambient spiritual energy drifted over and slowly gathered around his body.

Qin Lie looked at Zhuang Yu's resolute expression, knowing that this talent of a commander had now truly devoted himself.

Jing'er stuck out her tongue, "Yes, granny." Yet her eyes remained bright as could be, staring fixedly at Meiyue, as if she wouldn't be real unless she said it again.

The next moment, that sky-covering white bone monster went berserk, charging recklessly toward Yun Tianyang's position.

"What good is good? Good intentions go unrewarded, all treated like donkey liver and lungs!" Chen Ling wiped the wet water from his hair and clothes, then walked dejectedly toward the medical school.