CHAPTER 1689: CHAPTER 556: HEITINGA MOBILIZATION ORDER

"Richard, what does it mean to say that kindness cannot command soldiers? Do you think I don’t feel heartache? But what else can we do? The best defense is to attack, attack, and attack again!" Tears glimmered in King Sal’s eyes, yet his words remained as hard as iron: "How can we not harden our hearts? Our Southeast Province’s migration plan has only just begun, and if we let the Demon Clan invade the Aegean now, Wolf will be the first to suffer! It won’t just be a hundred thousand deaths then! Do you think under the pursuit of the Demon Clan’s regular army, our Wolf Clan stands much chance of migrating from the vast wilderness to the Southern Province and Northeast Province? How much preparation time does our kingdom have left? We must be ruthless when necessary, it’s inevitable; the Wolves carry the Lightning Wolf Banner left by the hero Sivo, galloping on the Demon World plains, and even if they fall in battle, they die with honor, securing precious time for us!"

"They died because of me." Liu Zhenhuan forced a tragic smile, "If not for me, the ’Space-Time Rift’ wouldn’t have opened early."

"Even if you caused the opening of the Space-Time Rift, do you think six months later our situation would have been any better?" King Sal appeared unfazed, instead he comforted Old Liu: "Don’t think your oil gourd can conquer the world alone; in the end, we still rely on traditional hand-to-hand combat to determine victory or defeat’s direction! If the Space-Time Rift opened six months later, with the Sea Clan and Demon Clan converging together, however well-prepared we Beamon are, the result would be the same as now."

"Then what about my mission?" Liu Zhenhuan was eager, almost impatient to step onto the battlefield, yearning to see blood now.

"I hope that the time bought with the lives of a hundred thousand wolf cavalrymen gives you the largest preparatory window!" King Sal said chillingly: "By then the entire Southern Wilderness, Florence will be the only outpost, our Southern Province is in the forest, the Southwest Province adjacent to the swamp; these natural conditions are the biggest obstacles to the Demon Clan, but Florence has no defensible terrain, so you will inevitably be the first to engage them in fierce battle! I want you to turn the Red Earth Highland into a slaughterhouse, squeezing every drop of blood from the Demon Clan invaders, kill as many as you can!"

"I will definitely turn Florence into Stalingrad!" Liu Zhenhuan gritted his teeth and promised, "I will become a poison thorn lodged in their hearts!"

"Behind you is the Sanggan River, crossing this river is the hinterland of our motherland, exchanging space for time, it’s tragic but unavoidable, because we Beamon are too small and weak!" King Sal nodded, continuing: "Bad news doesn’t stop there, our Cambridge forward base has recently discovered signs of desert human scouts, this means our disaster-prone kingdom is likely to face simultaneous two-front warfare!"

"Damn!" Liu Zhenhuan grabbed his hair, shaking his head in frustration.

"According to our scouts’ information, these desert human scouts’ supplies are entirely provided through ships anchored off the West Coast, meaning the Mulanese bandits are likely planning to attack us by sea and not by land! They also have trade relations with the Sea Clan and channels for dialogue! For the Sea Clan sharpening their knives readying to invade the interior, seeing us and the Mulanese as clams fighting is an opportunity to play the fisherman, a very appealing prospect if I were them!" King Sal sneered: "If I were the Sea Clan, I’d absolutely look forward to such a situation."

"Two-front war..." Liu Zhenhuan gritted his teeth: "Might as well be a three-front war! Let the Sea Clan join and trouble us too!"

"Precisely because of this, tonight when I return to the royal city...I plan to issue the ’Haiting Mobilization Order’!" King Sal twisted the cigar in his hand, extinguishing it: "..."

Several Medusa maids brought three steaming dinners to the coffee table, handing immaculate white napkins one by one to His Majesty the King, Old Father Andulan and Old Duke Bruckner, upon hearing the phrase "Haiting Mobilization Order," the Medusa maids’ faces turned ghastly, nearly overturning the plates in their hands.

"What? ’Haiting Mobilization Order’?" Liu Zhenhuan’s hair stood on end, a chill spread from his feet to his heart, turning his blood into frozen ice.

The Beamon have two ultimate war decrees, the first being the ’Thorn Grass Circle Summons’. Once this decree is issued, within one day, the kingdom’s main battle race’s male adults must prepare to fight, and within five days, all Vassal Clan adult males must prepare for battle! The Wolves were able to quickly deploy a hundred thousand to the Demon World because they had received the ’Thorn Grass Circle Summons’, giving them ample preparation time.

The second kind of war decree, the ’Haiting Mobilization Order’, is even more extreme—once this decree is issued, within one day, all adult female members of the kingdom’s main battle races must prepare for combat, and if the second mobilization order is issued on time, female adult members of the Vassal Clan must also be ready for combat within five days!

Women are different from men, especially the Beamon main battle race women, who are all tall with naturally large breasts, which, though a mark of beauty at peace, become a significant hindrance in combat. So once the ’Haiting Mobilization Order’ is issued, it means Beamon women must cut off their right breast to prepare for battle!

This mobilization order originated in the Heigar era; it has another very bloody, very tragic, and very colloquial name─The Breast-Cutting Order!

Once this mobilization order is issued, it means that adult women of the ten main warrior tribes of Rhine, Taige, Pier, Boer, House, Orephin, Piegel, Wolf, Model, and Zodanu must remove their right breast! Once the second phase order is issued, although adult women of the Bimon Vassal Tribe are not naturally endowed with large breasts, they still have to remove their right breast to prepare for battle due to the tradition of equal treatment!

"No way! I don’t agree! When did we have to rely on women to fight? Men are not all dead yet!" As a professional soldier, Liu Zhenhan could not accept this situation happening before him, he was so furious that he lost his composure and grabbed His Majesty’s collar rudely.

"Shut up! I wish more than you to honestly confront the enemy, our Bimon warriors can fight like one hundred, but the enemy outnumbers us by hundreds of times! We have many weapons taken from the Mulanese, enough to form a female army." His Majesty Sal stared into Liu Zhenhan’s eyes, his gaze as hard as rock: "Survival or death, our choice is very singular! This is not shameful, it is helplessness. I would rather rely on women to write the final glory of Bimon warriors than let them be ravaged by the enemy and then slain with a butcher knife!"

"I absolutely disagree." Liu Zhenhan turned his face away, speaking slowly and clearly: "If you really insist on this, then let’s wait until all our priests are dead! Your Majesty, I have never hated you as much as I do now, please don’t let me continue to hate you!"

"I also oppose your decision, my King." The elder Duke Bruckner stood firmly on old Liu’s side.

Old Andulan did not speak. Among the Dragon Clan, there has never been a strange saying that female dragons cannot go to war, but the old father understood the reason for his son’s anger. The unique traditional customs between various clans are what adorn the Aegean Continent with such diversity and splendor.

"I promise you, if I can quickly drag the Sea Clan into the war mire, the breast removal order can be postponed." His Majesty Sal remained silent for a long time, finally softened his stance in the pleading eyes of Liu Zhenhan and Duke Smey.

"Your Majesty, how confident are you that the Sea Clan will also quickly intervene in the war?" Liu Zhenhan absolutely trusts His Majesty’s ability, but this goal is not small, and he is a bit anxious.

"It’s easier to fish in troubled waters. I may not be a fisherman, but I understand this principle. The more races join the battle, the more chaotic the situation becomes, and the greater the possibility of us Bimon securing ourselves." His Majesty Sal took a fierce bite of bread: "Richard, whether the Sea Clan can quickly get involved in the war mire, I indeed have a plan, but man’s fate is ultimately in heaven’s hands, so don’t ask me how confident I am. What I can tell you is ’I don’t know’."

"Your Majesty, I absolutely believe in your ability." Liu Zhenhan swallowed with difficulty.

"I may offend your pride by saying this: only those who master strategy are the ones who truly decide the life and death of thousands!" His Majesty Sal pointed to his bulbous nose: "I am such a person! And you are just a pawn, my biggest chip in the game against the opponents. At critical moments, I may even sacrifice you to protect all the citizens. You need to be mentally prepared!"

"Your Majesty, you’re a bit too direct." Liu Zhenhan shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "But as long as you don’t take Avril as a stake, you can trade this two-hundred-pound piece of junk as you like."

"Avril? Mermaid Princess? Come on, I’m not degrading enough to use a little girl for that. We Bimon act openly and grandly!"

Liu Zhenhan originally intended to suggest going back to the Demon World to see if he could deceptively take command, but now with His Majesty’s statement, he felt embarrassed to bring it up again.

"I just saw that the two princes of the Pompei Empire and the Saint Francisco Empire are visiting, later please make arrangements for me to discuss matters with the heads of these two human empires. After all, resisting the invaders is also a human responsibility, understanding the principle of ’lips dead teeth cold’ should be possible even for the most ignorant humans! I think they should be able to support us with some modern fortified weapons!" His Majesty Sal set down the bread and hesitated for a moment, then said to old Liu: "Richard, you might as well find the fallen Elves of Lucian recently, regardless of any previous grievances, if the Demon Clan comes, everyone will be in the same trench, cooperate as much as possible!"

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