Master Ja's face was red from anger, before he could protest, the main ship ‘sea monster’ suddenly gave a long sigh. It seemed he had already acted without letting anyone voice their opinions.

"Are you crazy?" Master Ja roared. Instinctively, he pulled out the sword at his waist and said, "Stop!"

The messenger showed no sign of weakness and immediately drew his shining knight saber, "It is our honor to fight to the death for the King and infinite glory! We are not on the frontline to hide in our harbor and pray!"

Master Ja: "What did you say!"

The Pope shouted: "Enough!"

The messenger sneered: "Why, what else does your majesty wish to instruct?"

The Pope's cheeks twitched for a moment as if his nerves were abnormal and finally compromised helplessly on the departed main ship: "If we must follow your absurd plan, at least the battlefield will be directed by my men."

The messenger could not agree more, if this expedition failed, the Pope was a ready scapegoat. He gave Master Ja a pleased look and laughed, withdrawing his saber and loudly saying, "Go at full speed!"

Tonight, a line of Western Dragons under disguise dispersed in the long battle frontline of Liangjiang, quietly bypassing the Jiangbei Camp, ready to land in the glory of God.

In the Northern Frontier, thousands of miles away, the Eighteen Tribes also sent a second group of envoys to contact Great Liang.

Cao Chun Hua himself arrived in Northern Xinjiang. He and Chen Qing Xu had gone deep into the barren land in the north before, they were very familiar with the Heavenly Wolf Tribe, supporting the delicate situation in Northern Xinjiang and accompanying Shen Yi to see the Man envoys outside the Black Iron Camp defense line.

Through the Qian Li Yan, it could be seen that this time, the Northern Man envoy did not come empty-handed. They pulled a convoy behind. From the appearance and rutting impression of the convoy, it seemed that it was specially designed to transport Ziliujin.

A twenty-five to twenty-six year old young man, surrounded by a group of messengers, seemed to be the leader of this group at first glance. However, after a closer look, they saw that the young man was pale, with obvious fear and anxiety, caught in the middle of several horses, appearing as if he was forced to be there against his will.

Shen Yi dared not take the initiative to talk to Chen Qing Xu, he had to ask Cao Chun Hua in a low voice, "Who is that man?"

Cao Chun Hua looked through the Qian Li Yan and said, "The second prince of Jia Lai."

"What?" Shen Yi frowned. "Are you sure, are you not mistaken?"

Cao Chun Hua threw a glamorous eye at him, pointing his fingers to Shen Yi's chest. "Ah, General Shen, Teacher Shen, I remember two things very well in my life — One is the face, the other is the tone of a person's voice. You can trust me."