Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

Then, he picked up the long sword on the wall, swung it across his neck, and committed suicide on the spot.

"If only you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place."

Li Xin shook his head, glanced at the dozens of officials in the hall, and asked, "Do any of you harbor any grievances?"

"Don't dare."

Everyone responded in unison.

His body was almost bent over the ground, his buttocks raised high, showing the utmost respect.

"hehe."

Li Xin suddenly felt bored.

官。

That's what officials are like.

He turned to look in the direction of the palace, wondering what the old woman and the young emperor were thinking.

And do they dare to fight to the death?

Fight to the death with yourself?

……

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Chapter 145 Hesitation to Throw a Blow at a Rat

"Unfortunately, that person backed down."

Inside the white-roofed building, on the second-floor balcony, a middle-aged officer from Onsa looked eager, put down his binoculars, and sighed.

The red-robed, white-bearded priest standing behind him shook his head, his expression calm, seemingly unsurprised.

"It's not that Minister Sheng Rong didn't dare to be tough; in reality, it's that the old lady in the inner palace didn't really want to take on this tough nut."

Although Xin Li was just an ordinary martial artist on this land, he represented, in some ways, the last vestiges of courage and resistance of this nation.

Just like that group of false believers back then, once they gained power, the consequences were endless.

You can never imagine the storms they will unleash once they gain power and expand their influence.

“Bishop Bernard is right, Adolf, you can’t keep thinking about war.”

Now that the Boers are secretly colluding, a bloody battle is very likely to break out in Dranwa.

The gold and diamond mines there are absolutely not to be lost; we can't get too many reinforcements here.

If we fight more battles, it will probably benefit others.

Especially the Northern Bears; if they find an excuse to reinforce our troops, our country could very well lose all its interests here, which would be a net loss.

Beside Bishop Bernard stood a burly man encased in solid steel armor from head to toe.

The armor gleamed with silver light, but the aura emanating from him was deep and dark.

As he spoke, his gaze remained fixed on the west side of the long street, as if he could see something with his own eyes.

"Yes, yes, I know. I didn't really want to start a war either. This land is too vast. If we really push those peasants too far, they might get stuck in the mud."

In that case, I might end up pleasing neither side, and Garin might find an opportunity to sabotage me from behind.

"You know, this country has always been strange, as if some force is dormant."

It's fine not to push things to the limit. But if you try to swallow it whole, something not so good might happen.

The burly man in armor buzzed as he spoke.

It seemed like he was muttering to himself, or perhaps explaining something.

Bishop Bernard nodded: "That's right, Knight Commander Nig, your spiritual cultivation is indeed extraordinary, you are even able to sense the breath of the gods... In the Qing Dynasty, this is called the rise and fall of fate."

They also said something very interesting: "The best strategy is to subdue the enemy without fighting; besieging a city is next." I think that makes a lot of sense.

As long as the goal is achieved, whether or not the land is occupied doesn't really make much difference.

but……"

At this point, Bishop Bernard hesitated slightly and followed Nig's gaze.

"What are your chances of winning against him?"

“In a head-on confrontation, they are no match for me,” Nig said proudly.

As he finished speaking, a faint white light emanated from his body, accompanied by hymns, and a gentle breeze seemed to stir around him, as if an invisible wing was spreading out.

"What if they try a sneak attack?"

"This……"

Nig hesitated, mentally calculating for a moment, before finally giving up, "We need Adolf's help. With fifty soldiers to hold them off, we can kill them."

"You're too arrogant, Nig. Arrogance is a sin..."

The Lord's gaze is not yet upon this place; the Qing Dynasty's dragon vein still exists, anything can happen, and we must not be careless.

Bishop Bernard shook his head and said, "One or two such warriors are nothing. What's truly frightening is that they might awaken this slumbering land."

Do you know how to get someone to take off their thick winter clothes?

The bishop spoke gently and affirmatively, and before the two could answer, he slowly said, "It is the sun."

Trying to force someone to take off their winter clothes will only provoke them to fight back and inspire boundless courage.

But as soon as the sun shines warmly, he takes it off himself.

"Your Excellency means...?"

Adolf and Nig were slightly bewildered, feeling that there was boundless wisdom in these words, yet they couldn't quite understand them.

“We’re here to help them, right?” Bishop Bernard said with a smile.

"This……"

"That's right, they came to help them, and they even asked for it." Knight Commander Nig suddenly realized.

"So why bother fighting for it? We already have taxes, mineral resources, trading rights, and all the ports in our hands. Let's give them a little something extra."

The entire Qing Dynasty must have been extremely grateful.

By then, we'll have gained benefits and achievements, and there will be no need to fight with other countries.

Compared to the brutal massacres and purges of the Boers in South Africa, the gradual, insidious approach of "boiling the frog in warm water" is clearly a more prudent method.

Thinking of the Boers of Dranva, the group fell silent.

In retrospect, they were just too arrogant back then.

They assumed the other side was just a bunch of indigenous people with outdated technology and extremely weak armed forces, so they planned to kill and control them along the way.

As a result, after several troop reinforcements, which have cost an unknown amount of money, the country has become bogged down in a quagmire of war.

When the enemy is pushed to the limit, the entire population becomes soldiers... Killing a thousand enemies will result in eight hundred casualties on your own.

Giving up is impossible, but wanting to get it means risking your life.

"We should take heed of what happened to the Boers. That Xin Li was extremely lucky; as they say, he was favored by Heaven."

While we don't need to fight him head-on, we must prevent him from gaining complete power.

Commander Nig, try to suppress his arrogance.

It would be best to act openly and honestly, following the rules and regulations of the Qing Dynasty.

"No way, he's just a little stronger in martial arts, there's no need to go to such lengths. It's not impossible to kill him if we really wanted to." Nig said, somewhat puzzled.

Why go to such lengths to deal with a commoner?

"No, you haven't seen the essence of the matter. It's not that simple..."

On the surface, what this young man did was nothing more than fighting and brawling at the bottom of society.

But in reality, he was acting in the name of a deity.

I've heard of Nezha and Erlang Shen; they're powerful war gods or something similar in their country's legends.

In other words, he is creating a god.

"So that's how it is..."

"Gathering the faith of the world to walk the invincible path. This behavior is even more dangerous than that of the 'Lord Guan' in their history."

If successful, the fighting spirit of the Qing people will be fully awakened, and they will certainly be extremely difficult to deal with.

How powerful can a living deity be?

They understood everything when they considered what Moses had accomplished by dividing the sea and what the pirates had achieved.

"Yes, this person is so powerful that he almost completely turned against their king, yet he still wants to take the martial arts exam to become the champion. It is indeed a bit hard to understand."

No, we need to find a way to stop him from doing this.

Nig and Adolf then realized that Li Xin's behavior could be explained by applying the concept of a deity entering the mortal world.

Isn't this just about building up reputation?

This is referred to as "cultivating one's ambition".

So, if the other party wants to do something, just thwart it.

Otherwise, if the other side succeeds, they will be unable to accomplish anything on this land.

……

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened."

A young eunuch scrambled forward to report.

As soon as they entered, an old eunuch with a gentle, womanly face spoke up and reprimanded them.

"Palm mouth."

clap clap clap...

People from the left and right walked over and slapped him a few times.

"Speak, but did Yuan Han and Zhuo Ertai fail to capture that person?"

The young eunuch, realizing what was happening, kowtowed and said, "Yes, yes, that man not only beheaded Zhuo Ertai on the spot, but also killed Yuan Han in three exchanges. He forced Minister Rong of the Ministry of War to commit suicide on the spot..."

"what?"

The Empress Dowager loosened her grip slightly, and the delicate porcelain peach-shaped cup she was holding crashed onto the gold bricks, shattering into pieces.

The palace maid holding the plate was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, spare my life!"

"Drag him away and beat him to death with sticks."

Crackle, crackle.

Soon, someone dragged the two corpses away, and then a young eunuch came forward to report.

"Explain in detail what kind of weapon Li Xin used, what skills he possessed, that he dared to kill a high-ranking official of the imperial court, and what exactly he wanted to do?"

After listening to the little eunuch explain the whole story...

The Empress Dowager turned her head to look to her left and right.

His gaze lingered on Yin Changshou, and he suddenly asked, "Minister Yin, if we were to send out a large army, what are the chances of killing this man on the spot?"

"This……"

Yin Changshou looked troubled.

Although that person was his junior apprentice, he really didn't want to protect him.

With the bodies of his several prized disciples barely cold, he was already heartbroken and wanted nothing more than to beat the other party to a pulp. How could he possibly speak up for him?

However, one cannot lie to the Empress Dowager when she asks questions.

It would be bad if she developed some unrealistic ideas and made a big mistake later.

"You are innocent, speak freely."