Chapter 1448: Revenge

"It's not quite that miserable; we in Huaxia also have people who understand their language," the Military Doctor comforted the Regimental Commander.

The Regimental Commander was unclear as to when this had happened; Huaxia and the Wulengge Tribe had never had friendly exchanges, so how could anyone possibly understand their language?

"We brought back so many savages from the Golden Autumn Gathering; we can still pick out a few among them who understand their language. We don't even need to go to Huaxia; once we arrive at the Western Development Group, we can see them. They are basically all at the Western Development Group. When the time comes, we can just conduct an interrogation at the Western Development Group; how convenient."

The Regimental Commander pondered for a few seconds and slapped his thigh: "Ah! That's true, there must be someone who understands it. Then there's no need to worry now; if he's dead, then he's dead, just keep the others."

The Military Doctor chatted idly for a few more sentences and then walked away, because he still had to look after his wounded. There were so many wounded in Huaxia, and he had to take careful care of them. Usually, he was the idlest one, but now he had to shoulder a heavy responsibility.

"Regimental Commander, do you think they will still chase after us? Do we need to continue this rapid march?"

"Chasing is also possible. After all, if these people don't return for too long, they will certainly have doubts and send more people to investigate the situation. But this round trip will take two or three days; we have more ample time to widen the distance between us and them. Once we arrive at the Western Development Group, it will be fine. The Western Development Group has enough people and good enough Weaponry; by holding the high ground, we can fight them, and they cannot afford the attrition."

The Soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Marching so urgently every day is still too tiring."

Over at the Wulengge Tribe, they were also a bit suspicious that Bosa had not returned for an entire day. But after sending people over to look, the report said there was no one there, nor were there any signs of battle. Everyone guessed that the cannibal tribe must have run away and Bosa had gone to chase them, so they did not harbor any suspicion and did not bring the main force over.

Just as the Regimental Commander had guessed, two days later, by the time they realized something was wrong and chased over, seeing the corpses of these savages, it was already too late. Huaxia had already traveled very far, and it was difficult for them to catch up, unless they dared to harden their hearts and chase directly to the old lair of the cannibal tribe.

Baifeng also received messages from carrier pigeons, and they were consecutive, two notes with different contents. The content in the letters also made Baifeng furious.

He summoned the relevant officials, especially those from the Ministry of War, and passed the notes down for them to see: "The team we sent to the Golden Autumn Gathering has encountered an ambush. It is suspected to be the work of the savages of the Wulengge Tribe. The disparity in numbers is too great, and they are currently in danger."

"If they are lucky, they can break through the encirclement and head in the direction of the Western Development Group; if they are unlucky, they might not return at all."

The crowd was silent. After reading it, Xiong said angrily: "King! I request to lead troops to wipe out this so-called Wulengge Tribe. If those Soldiers are alive, I will go to support them and bring them back; if they are dead, I will avenge them!"

"Right! Avenge them!" The other Ministry of War generals were also very furious. Since the founding of Huaxia, they had never suffered such indignity. They had thought the Wulengge Tribe had already perished in the earthquake; who would have thought that the first thing they did upon appearing was to provoke Huaxia? This was purely seeking death.

Baifeng also wanted to send troops to directly wipe out the Wulengge Tribe, but it was autumn now, and there was not much time left for combat. Just making the trip over, even if it was just for support, would take more than twenty days. If they were to wipe out the Wulengge Tribe, they would likely be marching into Winter.

"Xiong, calm down and think first. In war, one must not be impatient, but we cannot endure this either."

"The time this year is a bit late; there is no time to go and wipe out the Wulengge Tribe. Moreover, our current number of Soldiers makes it difficult to fight such a large-scale war. We still have to draw some Soldiers to fight the Shennong Clan, and food is also difficult. Expanding another battlefield is a bit unwise."

Xiong hurriedly admitted his mistake: "The King is right; I was too agitated and did not consider it carefully."

"But we must certainly deal with it. First, see how many Soldiers can be mobilized, and with the largest scale and fastest speed, immediately rush toward the direction of the Golden Autumn Gathering. If we can provide support, then provide support; if we cannot, then depending on the situation, carry out a retaliatory strike against the Wulengge Tribe. Do not pursue too deeply."

"As for this tribe of theirs, this is not the first time they have moved against our Huaxia. Furthermore, one can know their barbarity; there are no rules or etiquette to speak of. These kinds of savages cannot be taught well even if you try to teach them."

"If you encounter people from the Wulengge Tribe, whether they fight or surrender, they can only be Slaves, and they are not allowed to be promoted. I want them to become Lowly Slaves, even lower than Slaves. Do you understand?"

The officials immediately responded heavily: "Understood!"

"Xiong, this time, you don't need to go. You should stay to guard Huaxia City; the construction of the military camp at Lema City also cannot do without you."

"I think, this time, let the young people go. Zhang, this time, you lead the team. Draw the troops that your Division can mobilize, and then draw a portion of the new recruits from Lema City. Set off for me immediately and rush to the direction of the Golden Autumn Gathering. Do you understand?"

Division Commander Zhang of the First Division did not expect that this time, he would be the one to lead the team. He immediately stood at attention, because this meant that the King was beginning to prepare to reuse him. As a Division Commander, there were still Generals and Marshals above him. Huaxia had not had any major wars, and even if there were, the Generals and Marshals would lead the team first. For someone of his level, it was very difficult to have an opportunity.

Because major wars were not his turn, and for minor wars, it was inappropriate for someone of his level to go. Even those at the Brigade level had not carried out any major tasks; most of the time they were left to guard Huaxia City. Now that the King was willing to let him be responsible for this major task, it meant that he had the opportunity to take a step further toward the position of General; he could touch that threshold.

Those who were not called were extremely regretful. They also wanted this opportunity so much. If they didn't go to the battlefield to strive for Military Merit, they, the "young people" in the King's words, would be overtaken by the truly young people like Shaoyin, and they might not necessarily have as much competitive strength as them.

They were many years younger than Xiong, but they also felt a sense of urgency. Now Xiong had completely reached the age of retirement and had begun to let him be responsible for internal affairs. Such a major war didn't even need Xiong; it was evident that the time for a changing of the guard was coming.

Xiong did not feel sad because of this, because this was what Huaxia needed. Huaxia must have more excellent generals, but without training, how could they possibly emerge?