Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1210 - 327: The Handsome Commander’s Baton_3

Chapter 1210: Chapter 327: The Handsome Commander’s Baton_3

"I will!" Liu Zhenhan laughed as he stroked his beard, "I hope you’ll have some good wine and dishes ready, and if you have any dancers with ample bosoms, feel free to call a few over to liven things up."

Vulture Leader Hashmian rolled his eyes, nearly fainting at the words of this Beamon dragon shaman. He quickly spread his wings and took off. If he stayed any longer, who knew what more provocative things this guy would say.

"Your Highness! You mustn’t go, they’re definitely up to tricks!" Prince Kahn exclaimed anxiously, golden locks at his temples sticking up, looking just like the neck feathers of a fighting cock, his whole body reeked of blood.

"There’s no way they won’t play tricks!" Liu Zhenhan kicked at Guoguo, who was buried in a corner, her little butt sticking up high as she seemed to be searching for some treasure.

"Knowing that they will resort to deception, why would you risk going there?" Before the prince could respond, Golinny cut in with the question.

"Because the captured map doesn’t show the exact location of the Mulan Empire! Bloody hell! That map only shows the Transverse Mountain Range southward and the topographical map of the Aegean Continent! These Mulanese are too secretive with their information! Right now, all I can think about is how to get to the Mulan Empire!" Liu Zhenhan frowned, smacking his lips, "But then again, when fighting on home turf, nobody needs to bring out a map, and if defeat leads to a leak, the consequences could be huge."

"You’re doing all this... to rescue Princess Nancy?" Prince Kahn asked tentatively.

"That’s one reason. We’ve been defeated this time, and if we just return home, wouldn’t we be the laughingstock?" Liu Zhenhan huffed, "You and I, one is the commander of the Expeditionary Army and the other is the chief shaman. How are we supposed to report back? Just the crime of losing eighty percent of our soldiers is enough for us to be flayed alive a hundred times! I can’t accept that!"

"I’d rather not go back. Dying in battle here might be better." Prince Kahn murmured quietly.

"The Mulanese have surrounded us for so many days. After this battle, they should realize that we’re not lacking in supplies! But what puzzles me is, why didn’t they wait for the Magnetic Forbidden Area to dissipate and then try attacking us again before they so quickly sought to discuss surrender with me! Could it be that our performance today scared them?" Liu Zhenhan was extremely puzzled, "I also prepared quite a noble excuse, planning a fake surrender under the guise of sacrificing myself to obtain your freedom. Now isn’t it all for nothing? Damn it! Why do I have this weird feeling, as if I’ve been calculated against?"

"Your Highness, I disagree with the idea of a fake surrender. You’ll have to swear in the name of the God of War!" Prince Kahn hung his head low, lightly kicking the Sun-slaying Sword that leaned against the ground, its blade smeared with thick, dried blood, as heavy as the prince’s heart itself.

"Your Highness, the God of War and I are on good terms. Does it matter if I break one or two oaths?" Liu Zhenhan gave the prince a sidelong glance, a mischievous smile on his face.

Several personal guards all secretly chuckled, leaving only the prince with a baffled face, utterly confused.

"Don’t worry! I have the ability to ’shrink the ground into inches’." The old rogue caressed the ’Roar of Rage’ skull necklace around his neck with one hand, while the other, gloved on a disfigured hand, patted the prince’s shoulder heavily, "If the Mulanese have set a trap and we can’t beat them, I can always escape, right? We need to see if there’s a chance for a fake surrender!"

"The enemy commander is very cunning..." Gortani said with some unease, "How about this, I’ll go with you! I’m a Mithril Shrine Knight, I have the right to protect your safety!"

"If you go, then I really won’t be able to leave even if I wanted to." Liu Zhenhan twisted Gortani’s icy, snow-white cheek, an intimate gesture that made the beautiful swan woman visibly uncomfortable.

"This Mulanese commander is truly unfathomable." Prince Kahn let out a long sigh, "I don’t know if it’s just me being terrified, but I feel like he’s always leading us by the nose! Even with something like surrender, I didn’t expect him to be the one to initiate it!"

"I’m pretty puzzled too, heh heh..." Liu Zhenhan pouted, his acrid words spilling out one after another, "Logically, Rommel’s mother was a Fawkes beauty taken captive to Mulan, undoubtedly suffering humiliation! How on earth did Rommel, a bastard without even a father, climb his way up in the Mulan Empire? Is being a half-breed so popular in Mulan?"

"We’re just unlucky, running into such a lunatic. He’s taken out all his anger on us." Prince Kahn said in dismay.

"Not necessarily," Liu Shock took a deep breath and burst into wild laughter, "Interracial marriage should be doable!"

"Um..." Prince Lionheart was dumbfounded. With everything that was going on, how could His Highness even think of such a thing at this time?

"Stop overthinking it! Did you enjoy the slaughter today?" Liu Shock kicked up the golden greatsword in Prince Lionheart’s hand and gripped the greasy hilt that was sticky with sweat.

"Immensely! Their sticks posed no threat whatsoever. This is the first time I’ve cut down such opponents, I must’ve killed at least three hundred people!" Prince Kahn chuckled sheepishly, "The Mulanese have tough bones. I was so worn out that my arms went soft."

"You should learn more from the Antelope Warriors. They’ve faced a hundred times the number of enemies for years and have grown indifferent to such scenes. We owe them today—they didn’t rest from start to finish, and now they have to clean up the battlefield." Liu Shock unsheathed his waterskin and poured it over the blade, causing a cold light to surge forth immediately.

"Wow, what a sword!" Liu Shock clicked his tongue in admiration and flicked the sword’s edge, which seemed to have a row of small characters engraved into it. The old rascal leaned in to look closely.

"A warrior’s heart aspires to cease fighting," Prince Lionheart said, "This is the Rhine Tribe’s premier magical weapon, the ’Sun-slaying Sword’! The inscription is a Rhine Tribe motto. Your Highness can keep it for protection tonight."

At that moment, Guoguo finally caught a plump cricket from a nook in the wall, and joyfully presented her treasure to Liu Shock.

"A warrior’s heart aspires to cease fighting? What nonsense!" Liu Shock carefully pinched the cricket’s elytra, his smile reflecting against Guoguo’s beaming face.

The old rascal now wore an expression of natural fondness. He always had a soft spot for small animals, as they posed no threat to him.

When he felt threatened, the moonlit blade that glinted in turn, was a perfect portrait of him.

This guy should never be underestimated, but also, never overestimated.

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The foreshadowing of the beast blood is beginning to reveal its patterns now, which really motivates me!

To reiterate, there aren’t that many actual villains in this book. The truly outstanding few are actually top-notch folks; it’s just that everyone’s position and starting points differ.

Lately, I’ve seen some discussions asking when this will end. Well, I can definitively say it should end by the end of this year at the latest.

The five-nation war will be the final splash of thick ink. The ending will definitely have a twist—that’s my habit, hehe, absolutely zero fatalities. I made a promise, and I will surely keep it!