The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

"Dao Xuan! What time is it? Why are you still acting like a child over something like this?!"

"What you need to do now is not to lie here on the ground crying like a coward, but to stand up immediately and take responsibility as the Minister of the General Staff!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Zhang Daoxuan's body trembled violently.

He stiffly raised his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

At the corner at the end of the corridor, a tall and imposing figure appeared out of nowhere.

It was Chen Zhenyuan, the leader of the Night Watch of Sherlock.

Zhang Daoxuan stared blankly at the old man who was walking towards him, his lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Old Chen... Old Chen..."

The next moment, Zhang Daoxuan, despite his severe injuries, grabbed Chen Zhenyuan's waist and broke down completely, bursting into tears.

The man in his sixties, a saint revered by countless people, was now crying like a lost child in front of the old marshal.

Upon seeing this, the officers and soldiers on guard all silently lowered their heads.

Looking at Zhang Daoxuan, who was lying on his body and weeping bitterly, Chen Zhenyuan felt an overwhelming sorrow in his eyes.

He and Wang Cang were old comrades-in-arms who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the same batch.

The two had known each other for nearly a century, and their friendship had long transcended life and death.

When he learned of Wang Cang's accident, his heart felt as if it were being torn apart.

However, he knew in his heart that now was not the time to grieve, so he took a deep breath and forced back the soreness and heat in his eyes.

Then he raised his calloused hand and gently patted Zhang Daoxuan's bloodstained back, again and again.

"Why are you crying?"

"If Old Man Wang could still hear your pathetic crying, he would jump up and slap you twice across the face."

"To die for one's country is the duty of us Night's Watchmen."

"From the moment we put on this uniform and swore to become Night Watchers, our lives were no longer our own. Wang Cang guarded Shenxia for a whole century, died on the battlefield protecting the country, and saved the entire Longjing and thousands of key members of the command."

"It was a worthwhile death!"

"If it were me, or you, you would have done the same in that situation!"

As he spoke, Chen Zhenyuan grabbed Zhang Daoxuan's shoulders with both hands and pulled him up from the ground with a sudden burst of strength.

"Stand up straight!"

The next moment, Chen Zhenyuan stared directly into Zhang Daoxuan's bloodshot eyes and shouted sternly, "The enemy hasn't been completely wiped out yet, and the situation outside is already in complete chaos. The breathing space that Old Man Wang risked his life to give you isn't for you to lie here and shed tears!"

"Shenxia is not dead yet, the banner of the General Staff still flies high. If you, the minister in charge of military and political affairs, collapse first, who will protect the people of Shenxia?!"

Each angry shout was like a thunderclap in Zhang Daoxuan's ears.

Zhang Daoxuan's body began to tremble violently. As he looked into Chen Zhenyuan's eyes, the grief in his heart was gradually replaced by a burning passion.

Yes.

The crisis is not over yet. Those Star Hunters have arrived in the Blue Star plane and may launch an attack to seize the Remnant Heart of the Blazing Sun.

The entire burden of Shenxia rested on Li Weiguo's shoulders.

If I were to collapse on the ground, only to wail and cry, then Sherlock would truly be on the verge of collapse.

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoxuan raised his hand and wiped his cheek hard. Then, he leaned against the wall next to him and straightened his bent spine.

"Grandpa Chen... I understand."

Zhang Daoxuan's voice was still hoarse, as if it contained sand, but the previous disoriented and soulless energy had completely faded from his eyes.

Chen Zhenyuan watched him regain his footing, and then slowly released the large hand that was gripping his shoulder. A hint of relief flashed in his eyes: "Now that's what a soldier should look like. Remember, since the founding of Shenxia, ​​the blood shed could fill a great river. We are standing here not because of the tears of our predecessors, but because of the swords in their hands."

"If I ever see you crying and begging like this again, I'll be the first one to not let you off the hook!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoxuan said nothing more, but nodded emphatically: "Please rest assured!"

At this point, Zhang Daoxuan looked down at the broken ebony pipe in his palm.

He stuffed it back into the tattered inner pocket of his Zhongshan suit.

Having done all this, he raised his head and looked once more at this pillar of the Divine Xia, saying, "You've come all the way from the far west... presumably, also for those Star Hunters?"

The air in the corridor noticeably chilled at the mention of those four words.

Chen Zhenyuan made no attempt to hide anything and nodded: "Ten minutes ago, Li Weiguo sent me a message. He told me that those scum from outer space have crossed the Pacific Ocean and are pressing towards the coast of Shenxia at an extremely fast speed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Daoxuan's eyes narrowed: "So fast?"

"It was faster than expected."

Chen Zhenyuan's tone was firm: "They took less than two minutes to forcibly break through the US West Coast defense perimeter."

"The United States has mobilized three demigods, four divine knights, and three fleet tactical formations!"

"completely annihilated!"

"Even Jacob was pierced through the chest, his professional foundation was almost shattered, and he has now been urgently sent to an underground cryo-chamber. Whether he lives or dies is entirely up to fate."

When Chen Zhenyuan uttered those words, it sent a chill down one's spine.

As a result, the corridor fell completely silent.

The guards standing on both sides had undergone rigorous psychological training.

But upon hearing the news, his breathing inevitably became heavier.

That's a demigod.

In the existing power hierarchy of Blue Star, apart from Gu Xu, that freak who defies common sense, demigods are already the strongest trump cards of the major hegemonic forces.

It is a strategic pillar capable of single-handedly flattening a megacity.

As a result, they couldn't even last two minutes against those Star Hunters.

"Judging from the remaining footage sent back from the front lines, the target of this group of Star Hunters is very clear."

"They did not linger on the ruins of the United States. After breaking through the defenses, they turned around in an organized manner, and the vanguard is now approaching the waters of Japan."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoxuan's expression changed, and he immediately understood what this meant.

Looking at the map, beyond the land of cherry blossoms lies the East China Sea.

Beyond the East Sea lies the heartland of the Divine Xia.

To put it bluntly, they came specifically for Lieyang Canxin.

However, Chen Zhenyuan didn't give Zhang Daoxuan much time to react, and continued, "This battle is now unavoidable!"

"However, since we can't avoid it, then we might as well not try!"

"The main battlefield is left to us old bones."

"Of course, it's not just all of our Sheikha's Night Watch going to the front lines this time; even a few old devils from Japan and South India will be joining us!"