Wan Tiansheng chuckled. "Do you mean… to continue fighting?"
Xia Longwu looked at him and said indifferently, "Wan Tiansheng, you're right about some things. When the Great Xia Mansion goes to war, the losses are the greatest and the gains the smallest. I know these things better than you, but all these years, I've only listened to what you say and never taken it seriously. Do you know why?"
Myriad Heavenly Saint was not surprised. He said slowly, "Understood. The Prefecture Lord needs to train the strongest army of the human race! Let the human race have a vanguard army that can fight a fierce battle!"
"I'm glad you understand!"
Xia Longwu stood up and said coldly, "In the past, the Great Zhou Prefecture was the strongest! The Great Zhou Army swept through the battlefield and was invincible! At that time, they were like this. If they won, the enemy could buy their lives with money."
"One year, two years… ten years, a hundred years!"
