Chapter 1873: Holding a Make-up Wedding

Liu Zheng nodded and said to Feng Sanniang, "Xie Chan is right..."

Liu Dahao and Feng Sanniang could not win against the two of them.

Holding a make-up wedding was impossible.

This grand wedding ultimately ended up as nothing.

Not long after, Feng Sanniang dragged Liu Zheng up the mountain to pay respects to the Buddha.

Liu Zheng originally did not want to go, but he was dragged along by Feng Sanniang regardless.

When the monks on the mountain saw Liu Zheng arrive, the abbot received him personally.

The monks on the mountain lined up in two rows, waiting for Liu Zheng's arrival from afar, and even prepared many so-called karmic manifestations for this purpose.

It was likely some deceptive trick, such as conjuring a flower out of thin air and the like.

Liu Zheng was speechless; he had not expected that even a temple deep in the mountains would be so mercenary. Please exit the transcoding page and download the Ai Yue app for the latest chapters.

However, Feng Sanniang was exceptionally fond of such programs with strong symbolic meanings, so Liu Zheng did not say much more.

But Liu Zheng encountered an old monk on the mountain, who said to him, "Benefactor, I see you are entangled by vengeful spirits; you must be careful these next few days."

Liu Zheng looked at this old monk for a moment, chuckled, and said indifferently, "Elder, what is entangled upon me is not vengeful spirits, but merely a group of wild ghosts; they cannot harm me."

The old monk closed his eyes and lowered his head, saying nothing more.

A few days later, Xie Chan suddenly felt something, and Liu Zheng hurriedly summoned a doctor.

That day, Liu Zheng waited anxiously outside the room for several hours, watching the palace maids carry basins of hot water in and out.

From inside came Xie Chan's heart-wrenching cries, and Liu Zheng paced back and forth outside in anxiety.

Although the level of technology was already quite advanced, the level of medical skill had not seen any major progress.

It was not that Liu Zheng had not spearheaded research into antibiotics, but he knew that antibiotics had not yet been developed, and most disciplines like anatomy had not seen good development either.

Giving birth was still a matter of passing through the gates of hell.

Liu Zheng did not know how long he had waited outside when he heard the sounds inside gradually weaken, until the cry of an infant pierced the silence outside.

Liu Zheng hurriedly walked inside and looked at Xie Chan, who was lying on the bed covered in sweat.

He crouched down and gripped her hand tightly; countless words were stuck in his throat, and Liu Zheng did not know how to express them, his eyes full of worry.

Xie Chan looked at him weakly, forced a smile on her face, and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm fine, our son has arrived as a Transcendent."

Liu Zheng turned his head to look at the son held by the midwife, took him, and said, "Son, you have really made your mother suffer."

But he saw his son blinking his eyes and smiling at him.

Liu Zheng's mouth stretched to his ears: "This child, he actually isn't crying, he's smiling."

The midwife said from the side, "Children of ordinary families all cry; this child of yours is truly extraordinary."

Feng Sanniang said from the side, "When our Zheng was born, he didn't cry either."

"Liu Zheng, you go out first; Xie Chan and the child both need rest."

Liu Zheng nodded forcefully and retreated outside.

At this time, there were not many people left among the remnants of the Royalist Faction of Longyan, as they had been killed off by Liu Zheng.

Ever since Xie Ming died, the fact that no emperor had been established was undoubtedly the greatest contempt for their Royalist Faction.

If things continued like this, the imperial clan would inevitably disappear into the long river of history.

"Since it's death either way, let's take advantage of the fact that we still have some influence and fight it out with Liu Zheng!"

"Right, if things continue like this, our land and our power will be completely dismantled by Liu Zheng; let's do it now."

"We cannot use force; Liu Zheng has troops in his hands, and if we use force, we will only be defeated."

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

"Find someone to assassinate him!"

At this time, Australia.

Ever since the troops supporting Tasmania were beaten back last time, Old General Li had coerced Xie Fang into building a navy to attack and prevent the French troops from landing on the island.

Xie Fang's government built a massive naval force; the number of Battleships alone reached ten.

Over these years, Xie Fang's cooperation with Liu Zheng had allowed him to accumulate such a foundation.

This time, in the confrontation against the French navy, Xie Fang brought out all these assets.

But this time, the French troops came even more aggressively, and France sent out even more fleets to fight.

The two sides engaged in battle on the sea for over two months, still without a decisive result.

But at this moment, the situation on Tasmania caused the French troops to temporarily halt their offensive momentum.

The Longyan army on the island, under the leadership of Li He, had occupied a flour mill.

At first, Delu felt that a flour mill was not a major problem.

The Longyan army currently should not have had enough strength to stir up trouble, but what happened next showed Delu that he had underestimated these Longyan troops.

"Those damn flies, we should have killed them all back then; otherwise, we wouldn't be in such a passive position now."

General Huo En threw the intelligence report down in anger and sat down; he now regretted the decision he had made back then.

Delu looked out the window in silence, taking a light sip of red wine.

He turned around, looked at the angry General Huo En, and glanced at the intelligence; he already knew what the content of the report was.

Today, their troops had engaged in a naval battle with Xie Fang's forces, while the Longyan army led by Li He had taken advantage of this time to launch a sneak attack on their wharf.

Ships need a place to dock, so ports and wharves are indispensable.

Li He's sneak attack forced the French troops, whose manpower was already stretched thin, to pull some people away from the sea to guard against Li He's raids.

But the result of doing this was that, because there was not enough manpower to operate the Battleships, today's war at sea remained a stalemate.

"Delu, the Dragon Flame Army on the island must be wiped out; this has already seriously affected our war situation. You should also know that this is not our home turf, and there are not many troops for us to squander."

Delu nodded; he was very clear about this point.

There were not many French on the island; after this period of smuggling, the French forces numbered less than thirty thousand.

Such a troop size might have no problem occupying Tasmania, but it was very unrealistic to occupy the entire Australia continent.

This war was, from the start, a battle fought without proper equipment.

All supplies arrived at least half a month later than scheduled, leaving the French forces feeling very helpless.

Although they had now received reinforcements, the offensive was not going smoothly; originally, America could have provided them with support.

But now, the French Colonial Zone in America was unable to look after itself and simply could not spare the strength to provide support.

Delu never expected that the leader of the French Colonial Zone, Richard, would actually be stupid enough to choose to go to war with Dragon Flame at this time; he completely could not understand how Richard could think of this suicidal act.

Although the Dragon Flame in America did not have much territory, the level of technology there was far stronger than the Xie Fang government in Australia.

Moreover, it was said that the Dragon Flame Army Commander who previously managed Australia was now in America.

Delu was well aware of that Commander's terror, as he had once hired the Dragon Flame Army.