Dahei Xing Empire, Shanhai City.
In the spacious, dimly lit war command hall,
Mu Ye Xing Chen stared at the massive, holographic, controllable light particle battlefield sand table in front of him, naturally touching his neck.
Around the sand table were his conquest generals, gathered here via holographic projection technology for a war conference.
Since the war began, Mu Ye Xing Chen had displayed his genius battlefield command and strategic capabilities.
Whether it was rear supply, battlefield reinforcements, or troop deployment and tactical adjustments, he handled them all with great precision, even down to what a single squad should be doing.
His calm and handsome face concealed a super-genius brain, one in fifty years.
No one, not even his deputy who had followed him for twenty years, could fathom his true thoughts.
It could be said that within the entire Black Star Alliance, he was not the one with the most abundant resources or the greatest background, but he was the smartest.
Currently, in Black Star, only one person could contend with him.
Mu Ye Xing Chen emptied Black Star’s coffers and contacted numerous Northern Hemisphere small nations to jointly invade Xian Xia, all for the purpose of seizing the supreme commander's throne of the Dahei Xing Empire.
Mu Ye Xing Chen had long since openly disclosed this matter to all Black Star high-ranking officials, including every person under his command. Everyone knew their leader's objective.
Therefore, the Xing Chen Army possessed an inherent drive for victory, fanaticism, and cohesion.
Among the thousands of generals in the Xing Chen Army, the vast majority willingly served him. They knew that following such a super-genius would surely lead to success.
They firmly believed that the day Xian Xia was conquered would be the day Mu Ye Xing Chen ascended to the position of Black Star's supreme commander.
At that time, not only would they plunder immense wealth, but they would also rise rapidly in rank, possibly even becoming rulers of their own territories.
However, all things have their flaws.
In Mu Ye Xing Chen's mind, his only current flaw was not Xian Xia, but another person within the Dahei Xing Empire who could contend with him: Lai Jing Fa Nan, an extremely mysterious and equally brilliant individual.
Furthermore, Lai Jing Fa Nan was a genuine descendant of the Dahei Xing Empire’s elite. Three of his ancestors had served as supreme commanders of the Dahei Xing Empire. In terms of background and resources, he far surpassed Mu Ye Xing Chen.
Not long ago, Lai Jing Fa Nan had also announced his participation in the competition for the Dahei Xing Empire's supreme commander.
Although Lai Jing Fa Nan had not yet made any overt moves,
Mu Ye Xing Chen could already surmise that his opponent was making moves in secret, and each move was fatal!
Just like now, seated around the sand table, thirty of the Xing Chen Army’s highest-ranking generals, the supreme commanders of twenty-three Northern Hemisphere small nations, and hundreds of colonial nations, some of them were secretly loyal to Lai Jing Fa Nan.
“Grand Commander, how should we proceed? We cannot afford to linger at sea for too long. Once we enter Xian Xia’s land, there will be even more difficult urban warfare. If we spend too much time at sea, we will be in a precarious situation, unable to advance or retreat,” a bearded man asked Xing Chen in a low voice.
Xing Chen was currently contemplating how to eliminate the rats planted by Lai Jing Fa Nan.
His strategy for large group armies had been completed years ago. The current situation was unfolding exactly as he had analyzed and rehearsed in his mind, entirely according to his script.
Before long, the Black Star forces would completely break into Xian Xia’s mainland, establish strongholds on the periphery, develop them into cities, and advance steadily, gradually encircling and devouring Xian Xia.
Using this method, the Xian Xia people could be completely eradicated in about twenty years.
In twenty years, Mu Ye Xing Chen would still be a very young fifty-five years old.
At that time, he would control Black Star, trample on Xian Xia, and become the most powerful man on this planet.
Only then would he have the leisure and ability to implement his ultimate ideal.
At this moment, everyone was looking at Mu Ye Xing Chen.
On his calm and handsome face, he wore a plain black mask covering half his face. A few strands of black hair hung down his cheeks. Although his entire face was not visible, it added a touch of alluring charm.
His features were so handsome that one could not look directly at him; even men would feel their hearts pound at the first glance. But if they dared to look for a second time, they would be so captivated by his allure and beauty that they would stare unblinkingly.
Therefore, whenever Xing Chen appeared in public or attended events, he would wear a mask to avoid criticism or infatuation.
He only removed his mask during large conferences or formal occasions, from a considerable distance.
In the entire Dahei Xing Empire, only one woman could witness his magnificent beauty up close: Hong Lian Zhi Wu.
A woman who had depended on him for twenty years.
As for their connection, that was a long story. However, Mu Ye Xing Chen was not in the mood to recall the past at this moment.
“Proceed according to the established plan. Defend your respective positions and advance slowly. I will notify you of tactical adjustments if necessary,” Mu Ye Xing Chen said slowly, his tone devoid of any emotion.
A man with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks said in a sharp, biting tone, “Grand Commander, don’t you think you’re being overly cautious? We still have hundreds of thousands of reinforcements yet to be deployed. If we commit all our troops, we can make the Xian Xia defenders collapse on all fronts, and then besiege Xian Xia’s cities. Wouldn’t that be faster?”
Mu Ye Xing Chen slowly shifted his gaze to the speaker. Although Xing Chen’s eyes were very calm, the man detected a hint of killing intent in them. The speaking man lowered his head, no longer daring to speak.
Although separated by thousands of miles, everyone present felt a trace of threat emanating from Mu Ye Xing Chen. They all lowered their heads, no one daring to act presumptuously.
After a long pause, Xing Chen slowly said, “All armies, continue to increase troop deployment to the battlefield, but maintain the current pace of advancement.”
After speaking, Mu Ye Xing Chen slowly stood up, brought his left hand together with fingers pointed, placed it in the center of his chest, and tilted his head up 30 degrees.
Everyone else stood up, brought their right hand together with fingers pointed, placed it in front of their chests, and tilted their heads up 30 degrees.
This was Black Star etiquette. Only those who held Mu Ye Xing Chen’s position could place their left hand on their chest.
“Long live Black Star!” Mu Ye Xing Chen declared faintly.
“Long live Black Star!!!” The rousing shouts echoed through the command hall.
Mu Ye Xing Chen calmly turned, strode out of the command hall, and returned to his resting room.
As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a familiar perfume.
Although the room was unlit and dark, he could already guess who it was, and even knew where she was currently located.
“Zhi Wu, stand up,” Xing Chen said calmly.
The lights in the room turned on. Hong Lian Zhi Wu was crouching behind a large flower vase by the door, playfully sticking out her tongue at Xing Chen.
“Brother Xing Chen, I’ve been waiting so long,” Zhi Wu rushed out from behind the vase and tightly clasped Xing Chen’s arm.
“You’re not young anymore, don’t always play childish games,” Xing Chen said calmly, removing his mask to reveal his alluringly handsome face.
“No, I’ll always be your little wild cat, meow~ hehe~”
“You’re so mushy that my hair is falling out.”
“Do you want me to accompany you tonight? It’s been a while since I accompanied you,” Zhi Wu said charmingly and shyly.
Xing Chen released her hand, walked to the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of bitter grass wine, took a small sip, and savored it.
This was a wine with the sweetness of licorice and the bitterness of bitter melon, making it very difficult to swallow. Due to its cheapness, only the poor drank this wine in the Dahei Xing Empire.
Zhi Wu also walked over, poured herself a glass, and downed it in one gulp.
“Brother, I only feel at ease by your side. Let me accompany you tonight,” Zhi Wu hugged Xing Chen’s waist from behind.
“Stop talking. We are siblings. Take the experimental subject of that person and leave for the front line tonight. I will personally inform you of what to do then,” Xing Chen said, finishing his wine.
The bitter and sweet wine brought back memories of Mu Ye Xing Chen’s childhood.
His days of wandering in hunger with the young Hong Lian Zhi Wu.
“We’re not biological siblings. In my heart, you’ve long been my husband. I love Brother Xing Chen the most,” Hong Lian Zhi Wu hugged him tighter.
“Zhi Wu…” Xing Chen released Zhi Wu’s hands, turned around, and looked at her affectionately, saying, “Don’t forget our dream. And I promised you I would find you a good husband. Stop having ideas about me, go now.”
Hong Lian Zhi Wu lowered her head in silence for a moment, then suddenly punched Xing Chen’s chest heavily and quickly left the room with her head down.
After she left, Mu Ye Xing Chen sighed softly, sat on the sofa, stared blankly at the ceiling, and murmured, “Xian Xia…”