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At this moment, all kinds of slogans were posted everywhere in the bandit den, and the atmosphere was extremely lively. The people were even more excited, as if they were ignited. No matter who they were, everyone she saw was extremely excited.

These people were very clear in their minds, and they were very aware of their identities as invaders. =Their purpose of coming here this time was to seize the territory of their former master.

These guys are simply ungrateful wolves who can never be tamed. When their own strength is inferior to that of the opponent, they will pretend to be loyal dogs and act extremely humble to confuse their master and make him let down his guard.

But once they find the right opportunity, they will immediately transform into ferocious and brutal wolves, biting their former masters madly and causing fatal injuries.

All we could hear was them shouting and spitting at the air, claiming that the so-called Celestial Empire had always been bullying and oppressing them, forcing them to pay tribute to it in the form of various items.

Now the situation has changed, and it is finally their turn to collect the debt. They must get back everything they lost.

Some even went so far as to say: The reason why the Celestial Empire has become so prosperous and powerful is all thanks to their offerings and support over the years, and now it is their turn to enjoy wealth and glory!

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To be honest, when she read the previous historical chapters, she couldn't help but feel contempt and disdain for these poor people from small places.

The tributes these guys presented were extremely shabby! Apart from a small amount of pearls and other treasures fished out of the sea, most of the tributes looked extremely poor and crude.

As for handicrafts, they are even less worth mentioning. Due to the small area and scarce resources, this has shaped their unique and disgusting stingy habits.

The items they make are often only gorgeous in appearance, but in fact they are worthless, like a pile of gaudy waste.

Even food is no exception. Local people either eat uncooked raw food or choose vegetarian food or coarse grains as their staple food.

Moreover, the dishes they cooked were extremely small in portion and could not satisfy people's normal appetite at all. In contrast, the Celestial Empire generously gifted them many precious things.

Coupled with the plundering activities over the past few decades, this group of ungrateful ungrateful people have tasted great sweetness. They can get such a rich reward just by occupying such a small amount of territory.

If they could be completely defeated and conquered, wouldn't that mean they would no longer be trapped on this island that was frequently hit by earthquakes?

Because of this, except for a small number of righteous people who opposed the war, everyone in the entire bandit's nest.

Whether it was the elderly over 80 years old or the children of only a few years old, all of them supported this invasion.

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"How dare they..."

Hua Ningyao clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms, but she was unable to take out her weapon.

At this moment, the rage in her heart was burning fiercely. If she could take out that sharp weapon, she would want to blow the entire island in front of her to pieces immediately! She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner anxiety and anger, and then slowly closed her eyes.

But just a moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of anger, and she started cursing mercilessly.

"You damn bastard, what the hell did you ask me to come here to see? Just to look at your mother's thighs! You are totally useless!"

These emotions grew stronger and stronger, like a surging torrent, constantly impacting her mental defenses.

If someone could sense her presence at this moment, they would be surprised to find that her entire body was filled with a thick, dark layer of negative energy, like an endless dark swamp, suffocating.

Moreover, these negative energies are still gathering and accumulating continuously, becoming more and more numerous and more and more powerful.

At this moment... a thrilling battle suddenly broke out! After a hard and arduous fight, they finally won.

Although this victory was not a big battle, it was of extraordinary significance to Hua Ningyao. It was like a ray of light that penetrated the haze that shrouded her heart and slightly dissipated the negative energy in her.

Then, Hua Ningyao walked to his side again with light steps. He was sitting under the bright light, concentrating on painting.

Hua Ningyao moved closer to take a look out of curiosity, and saw the three big characters "Protracted War" written on the top of the paper. As the tip of the pen in his hand moved across the paper, it left behind lines of strong and powerful handwriting.

For some reason, Hua Ningyao suddenly felt that the negative energy that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time was gradually melting and dissipating, just like ice and snow encountering the warm sun.

When their eyes met across time and space, Diwu Huan felt unprecedented energy, as if he could see herself, and he smiled at her.

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There is no doubt that they will win! They will definitely win! No one can make us give in!

This was undoubtedly a brilliant conspiracy without any flaws. He actually made the article public so openly that not only his own people could read it, but even the enemy could also read it clearly.

Faced with such a situation, even though they were unwilling, they could do nothing. Even if he wrote all his strategies and tactics on paper, they were still unable to reverse the final outcome of the battle.

As the war dragged on, the enemy became increasingly anxious. You know, in such a small area, both resources and manpower are extremely limited.

Falling into a state of madness, they began to wantonly invade surrounding countries in an attempt to realize their ambition of unifying the entire region.

However, how can one achieve the desired goal with only such a small place? The result of making too many enemies is that one's energy will be increasingly dispersed.

So in the end, even those young men in the family who were not yet adults and were only in their teens were forced to go to the battlefield before they had time to receive systematic training.

However, please remember that these young people are not innocent without exception. The truly innocent ones are those who have been devastated and tragically hurt by the war!

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In order to protect their homes and defend the dignity of the motherland at all costs, they spared no effort. Even children as young as nine years old resolutely joined the army and bravely fought a desperate battle with the invaders.

Faced with such a group of brave and fearless people, how could the young men among the invading enemies be qualified to win sympathy?

As these enemies dreamed of occupying every inch of the Celestial Empire, dividing up its rich resources, and brutally killing everyone living on this land, they never felt the slightest guilt or mercy for what they did.