bacchusnovels Chapter 242 The Great Xia Dynasty Can Only Have One King
Chapter 242 The Great Xia Dynasty Can Only Have One King
The inventory of supplies in the four prefectures of Guanzhong lasted for seven days.
Ye Feng was completely overwhelmed by the list of supplies.
Because there are too many things.
Ye Feng had no choice but to send another hundred Heavenly Demon Clan bone ships from Shanhe Prefecture to serve as transport vessels.
Even so, it took hundreds of transport ships hundreds of trips to transport all the supplies.
Standing atop the god-class warship, Ye Feng looked down at the busy transport fleet below, with only one thought in his mind.
It turns out that the Great Xia Dynasty wasn't weak, but rather too strong.
Look at these supplies. They're nothing like what a plane that's constantly bullied by alien beasts and races could produce.
"It's just that there are too many parasites! All the good stuff has been embezzled."
"A bunch of bastards!"
He was so tired of looking at the little white tiger queen in his arms.
"So humans are this strong! They've hidden away so many good things."
"And Ye Feng's growth is terrifying! He doesn't even need to lift a finger; his invincible fleet alone can wipe out the Beast King's Court."
She has been staying in Jiangcheng these days.
She witnessed firsthand how that invincible fleet was born.
Thirty more of the Martial God-class warships alone were modified.
The invincible warship has also been upgraded and its combat power has greatly increased.
That main gun could probably kill me in my prime with a single shot.
Today she came to Ye Feng with the fleet.
Then I saw that god-like warship again.
"This god-class warship is truly capable of hunting down gods!"
"And Ye Feng! Why do I feel like he's even more powerful than a god?!"
The little white tiger couldn't help but tremble when Ye Feng held it in his arms.
Ye Feng didn't notice either.
His eyes were fixed on the supplies.
The supplies were so plentiful that it was almost overwhelming.
Precious materials were piled up like mountains, including Crimson Blood Black Gold, Netherworld Cold Iron, Star Meteorite Iron, and Void Crystal Stones—all rare and valuable items that were priceless outside.
Boxes upon boxes of supreme medicinal treasures: ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, nine-leaf ginseng king, dragon blood grass, and phoenix marrow fruit—each one of them would be fought over by alchemists.
The cash is even more terrifying; the amount of Da Xia currency that was confiscated alone is in the trillions.
When the list was handed to Ye Feng, he looked at it several times to make sure he hadn't miscounted the zeros.
But what shocked him the most were the ninety-nine Great Dao Fruits.
Ninety-nine coins were neatly hung on the five money trees.
Ninety-nine Great Dao Fruits. When Zhao Gongming saw that number, his legs went weak, and he had to hold onto the table to keep from falling.
Shanhe Prefecture was overjoyed to receive a few Dao Fruits from Ye Feng, but it turned out that the treasuries of the four prefectures in Guanzhong had ninety-nine of them hidden away.
If all of these resources were used to train powerful individuals, the Great Xia Dynasty could instantly assemble a team of dozens of martial gods.
Zhao Tiangang and Qin Wubing stood in front of the supplies, their expressions complex.
There was shock, there was anger, but above all, there was a deep sense of regret.
Zhao Tiangang's voice was somewhat hoarse: "Trillions of dollars in cash, rare materials worth tens of trillions, and ninety-nine Great Dao Fruits."
"If all these things were used to build an army, the Great Xia's combat power would have been able to sweep across the entire plane long ago."
"How could things have turned out like this, surrounded by enemies on all sides, being suppressed and beaten by foreign races?" He clenched his fists.
"I have no idea what they're after. What good does a weak Great Xia do them?"
Qin Wubing was also heartbroken: "I ruined the Great Xia! I was so blind! Those civil officials always complain about being poor, and they keep cutting off our army's funding."
"All I knew was to give in and compromise, thinking that this would maintain basic unity."
"But what did I get in return? They became even more ruthless, and they almost hollowed out the Great Xia. I didn't even know."
"What bullshit about unity! What bullshit about competing with the people for profit! I've been fooled into becoming an idiot by a bunch of businessmen."
Ye Feng did not answer.
He stood by the window, watching the soldiers outside carrying supplies onto the warship, and gently shook his head.
The loyalty of these two old generals to the Great Xia Dynasty is beyond doubt.
But just one sentence can lead to the downfall of an army due to an incompetent general.
These two old generals really have terrible political acumen.
They really don't understand the true value of the phrase "nurturing bandits to enhance one's own importance."
Why did those people in the four prefectures of Guanzhong allow the Great Xia to weaken?
The weaker the Great Xia Dynasty, the more important their position becomes. The stronger the alien races, the more the central government needs their support.
They can use "resisting foreign races" as a pretext to obtain more resources, greater power, and more freedom of action from the central government.
What they needed was never the strength of the Great Xia Dynasty, but rather the Great Xia Dynasty's need for them.
As long as the Great Xia still needs them to guard the border, they can continue to be greedy, continue to plunder, and continue to fill their own pockets with the wealth of the Great Xia.
As for whether the Great Xia Dynasty will really be destroyed by the alien race?
They didn't care. They had already prepared their escape route.
They have industries, connections, and a foothold outside the region. If the Great Xia Dynasty really falls, they'll just pack up and leave, moving on to another place to continue being their local tyrants.
Ye Feng didn't spell it out, but simply said, "Generals, let bygones be bygones. The important thing now is what to do next."
Zhao Tiangang looked at Ye Feng and remained silent for a long time. He had served in the military his entire life and considered himself to have a keen eye for people, as well as to be utterly loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty.
As a result, they were fooled by the four prefectures of Guanzhong for decades.
He thought they were fighting for the Great Xia Dynasty, but it turned out they were just making money for themselves.
He said, "Ye Feng, from today onwards, I will hand over the position of commander of the Great Xia Military Region to Cao Keyuan. I'm old, my mind isn't working as well as it used to be, it's time for a younger person to take over."
Qin Wubing also spoke up: "I'll hand over the position of Director-General of the Night Watch to Director Zhou. I'm getting old, and I can't handle those complicated matters anymore."
He paused, then added, "As for the position of Grand Secretary, let's give it to Zhao Gongming. He is the Prefect of Shanhe Prefecture, he is steady in his work, and he has enough experience."
Ye Feng looked at the two old generals and did not refuse, but simply nodded.
He knew they weren't shirking responsibility; they genuinely felt it was time for them to step down.
They've spent most of their lives in the military and with the Night's Watch; it's time for them to rest.
The transfer of power in the Great Xia Dynasty was completely completed at that moment.
Wang Zun fled, the four prefectures of Guanzhong were pacified, the military and the Night Watchmen were given new leaders, and the position of Grand Secretary was given to Zhao Gongming.
Ye Feng, the King of Great Xia, has finally secured his position.
He looked at the countless rare materials and precious medicines, especially the ninety-nine Great Dao Fruits.
"We are also fully committed to assembling a sixth-tier puppet production line and producing sixth-tier puppets."
"As for low-level puppets, don't slow down the production speed either."
"We also need to assemble another 500 low-level puppet production lines."
"Distribute ninety low-level puppet production lines to each prefecture."
"Let them quickly arm themselves with self-defense forces."
"I'll give you another fifty Great Dao Fruits and fifty Primordial Blood Jade, and also produce fifty Martial God-level puppets for me."
Ye Feng finished giving the order. Then he looked into the distance.
"The Machine Race and the Demon Race! It's time to settle the score."