Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled-Chapter 281 - 279: Xia Feng’s Killing Intent, Bloodbath in the Imperial Family of Beiman Empire

Chapter 281: Chapter 279: Xia Feng’s Killing Intent, Bloodbath in the Imperial Family of Beiman Empire

Gu Sha finally let out a sigh of relief, only to hear Xia Feng continue, "Take the troops and slaughter these scoundrels for me."

His tone was heavy with malice, and Gu Sha was taken aback. Throughout the campaign, he’s always known the Emperor’s Son to be kind-hearted, never slaughtering cities or soldiers.

He even treated surrendered civilians with extra care, fearing they might suffer from the devastation of war.

His usual approach to enemy troops was to subdue them. Why today did he suddenly order a massacre?

This hesitation made Xia Feng squint at him, "What?"

Gu Sha Grand General’s body trembled; whatever the Emperor’s Son was thinking, it wasn’t for him to question.

He lowered his head, "I accept the order."

After speaking, he led the surrounding troops to encircle them, but Xia Feng added, "Above the Martial Sovereign, kill them all."

"The rest who participated in this war, the ones who killed, brand them as slaves and gather them."

"Those who didn’t kill..."

He hesitated a bit, "Still, gather them together."

After saying this, his tone grew heavier, carrying a chilling intent to kill: "All those who betrayed, torture and execute them to serve as a warning."

After finishing, green light began to permeate from him, spreading swiftly like water ripples.

As long as Great Xia Soldiers were still breathing, he used the Great Dao of Life to heal them.

Although not completely healed, he at least managed to keep them alive.

With a grim face, Xia Feng returned to the main tent, with Feng Yu, worried, following him inside.

Outside, the sounds of slaughter were fragmented, unlike normal warfare, outside was a one-sided massacre.

The Beiman Empire’s people occasionally resisted, only to be killed more brutally by Great Xia’s men.

Even those who betrayed, upon seeing Xia Feng alive, chose suicide rather than face his torturous death.

At least it was more lenient than the torturous death Xia Feng had mentioned.

Not even half a day passed before numerous generals came in one by one in silence.

Xia Feng, his eyes closed, was pondering, and upon hearing them, glanced and flatly said, "Sit."

No one dared to sit; they were frozen in place.

Finally, Gu Sha Grand General took the lead, kneeling on the ground, "Emperor’s Son..."

Before he could finish, the generals behind him followed suit, kneeling one after another.

Xia Feng’s expression was heavy, "You realize your mistake?"

Gu Sha tightly pressed his lips, full of grief, "Yes, because leading the troops was so easy, we... underestimated the enemy."

Xia Feng slammed the table fiercely, "This is about underestimating the enemy?"

"How did the news of my departure from Da Li get out, how did they confirm this news?"

"Even though they told me the specific time of travel when giving me the Treasure Map, they couldn’t be sure I really left, wouldn’t have made a move."

"And why did they attack all the way to Da Li Province Capital?"

"It’s a journey of over ten days to Beiman Province Capital; you didn’t notice the troop transfers, dispatches, and supply runs along the way?"

"Are you blind?!"

His gaze was fierce, as he looked at the soldiers below, "In the past, I’ve always led the charge, pampering you and the soldiers into becoming overconfident."

"Since that’s the case, in the next war, you lead the charge into battle."

"Don’t let it end up that I lead the troops all around, making Great Xia Soldiers all useless." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"The soldiers I want for Great Xia are battle-hardened elite troops, not hothouse flowers!"

As his anger peaked, Xia Feng even wanted to grab something nearby and throw it out, but finally managed to restrain that emotion after heaving several deep breaths.

Gu Sha’s expression carried bitterness he could not refute the words of the Emperor’s Son.

Indeed, it was the laziness of him and other generals that caused such a mistake among the soldiers below.

He could feel distinctly that the Emperor’s Son’s anger was more about their over-reliance on him than losing the battle.

At some point, rumors of the Emperor’s Son encountering an incident on the Endless Sea emerged in Da Li, causing panic among the people.

The worst was Feng Yu suddenly returning halfway, causing some of the Great Xia Soldiers to believe the rumor.

After all, albeit his departure was concealed, Xia Feng had been absent for over a month, having gone to the Taihang Mountain Range and the sea.

The soldiers seemed to lose their backbone overnight, and when the enemy attacked, they didn’t know how to resist.

Xia Feng took a deep breath, knowing that these people fought away from familiar continents and weren’t accustomed to it.

Additionally, crossing the Northeast Sea was only possible because Xia Feng had frozen the sea’s surface. Without him, they’d never return home, should anything happen on the Endless Sea.

That wasn’t an excuse for them having fought such a disgraceful battle.

Gu Sha understood this reasoning, silently removing his commander’s crown, "I failed the Emperor’s Son’s expectations."

This time, Xia Feng directly grabbed a nearby teacup and hurled it, hitting right in front of Gu Sha, splashing him with water.

"Am I speaking of expectations now?"

"If you genuinely feel wrong, then train those troops mercilessly for me!"

"I’m waiting for the response of the remaining two continental empires. If they surrender readily, then it’s all well and good."

"Should they insist on a hard fight, I don’t want the troops I lead in three months to still be like useless mud!"

After saying this, he sat back at the main seat, with a heavy face looking at the people below.

Gu Sha was filled with guilt, even sniffled a bit, "I understand. I promise the Emperor’s Son will see the Great Xia’s might when attacking the Amaterasu in three months."

Xia Feng remained silent without speaking, looking outside, "First, bring back all the Beiman Khans and then talk."

Gu Sha nodded harshly, and with a grim expression, led the remaining generals all out again.

Only Feng Yu and Chu Yue stayed in the room, as his Guards.

Watching Xia Feng’s expression, both of them took lighter breaths. Although the Emperor’s Son hadn’t left for a lengthy period, they felt an inexplicable weight in his presence.

Even more pressing than the sudden manifestation of the Martial God’s presence in those days.

He waved his hand, "You two go rest as well, let me have some peace."

Chu Yue still wanted to speak, but Feng Yu beside him pulled at him, signaling him to go out.

Once they were outside, Chu Yue frowned and asked, "Why wouldn’t you let me reveal the troops’ poisoning reason for their disgraceful state?"

Feng Yu shrugged, "Do you think the Emperor’s Son wouldn’t figure out there’s something amiss? Even poisoned, Great Xia’s troops were still just too incompetent; he’s angry at their dependency on him."

With hidden worries, he glanced toward the sky. The Emperor’s Son’s future battlefield isn’t confined to this world; he wants to ensure the rear is settled before setting off.