The difference is, the Phoenix Dance Army has been infiltrated by the various factions of the Phoenix Empire like a sieve, and cannot be fully utilized by the Royal Family, greatly diminishing its combat effectiveness.

On the other hand, the Holy Legion has always been the main force of the Aus Empire and is their ultimate strength.

King Lionheart is willing to hand the Holy Legion over to me, proving he is completely on my side.

Yi Qiushi sighed deeply, thinking, Eldest Prince Caesar is still in Shen Wuxiang's hands.

Once the Holy Legion appears on the battlefield, will Prince Caesar still survive?

Of course, King Lionheart didn't mention it, Prince Philip didn't mention it, and I certainly won't remind them.

Since the master doesn't care, why should a servant speak out?

"Go ahead, Philip, I trust in your ability," King Lionheart encouraged him.

I've settled the matter. Since I've decided to take Philip's side, there's no reason to hesitate anymore.

"However, be sure to guard against Tang Fei... I've seen his data, that kid..."

King Lionheart swirled a mouthful of strong liquor, savoring the rich peat flavor of the whiskey, while pondering an accurate assessment of Tang Fei: "He's a biter."

"Yes, Father. I've been prepared," Prince Philip replied confidently.

Once bitten by a snake, one always carries snake medicine.

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Hiss... hiss...

The furnace was burning brightly.

Tang Fei was sitting with a group of Flame-Bathed Legion leaders on the outdoor deck of a command ship, roasting venison.

The three-colored venison was tender and delicious, grilled with silver frost charcoal, sprinkled with white salt, cumin, and chili powder. With each bite, the meat quickly melted in the mouth, releasing a rich, oily aroma.

It was simply delightful.

Little Fatty's mouth was dripping with oil, plucking a few pieces of venison with a couple of chopsticks and stuffing it into his mouth, before picking up an empty plate and staring at the raw meat on the grill.

Tang Fei said irritably, "Slow down your eating, some haven't had their share yet."

Little Fatty just laughed foolishly, but his eyes gleamed even brighter as he stared at the grill: a few more pieces of meat were ready.

Everyone urged:

"It's okay, it's okay, since Gongsu Clan Leader is still growing, he should eat more."

"Watching General Gongshu eat makes us hungry too."

"Yes, later we better eat more pieces, otherwise it won't satisfy."

"It's a pity we can't drink, or a glass of spirits produced in the Northern Border... Even a fairy wouldn't exchange it."

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Who doesn't know Little Fatty is the Lord's own brother? Who dares to compete with him for meat?

Thus, Tang Fei, with a face full of 'disdain', placed a few freshly grilled pieces of venison onto Little Fatty's plate and said, "The elders are not quarreling with you so much, mind your manners... Eat slowly, others haven't had their share yet."

"Hmm, hmm," Little Fatty nodded repeatedly, burying his head in the meat.

The meat that big brother grills is delicious, even better than what he grilled at Henshan.

The meat eaten at Henshan was all mutant beast meat, tough and chewy.

Although it was also aromatic when roasted... it didn't compare to the three-colored venison.

"...," said everyone.

Aren't you two brothers acting a bit too perfunctory?

Little Fatty has eaten several plates already?

This dialogue has been used how many times?

They truly don't see us as outsiders...

Or as humans.

After Little Fatty ate two more plates, Tang Fei then distributed the meat to everyone else, explaining, "I was a bit rusty while grilling earlier, let this kid be the test subject... If he can eat all the meat, it proves the taste is good."

"Come, everyone can enjoy without worry now, absolutely no stomachaches... Old Kong, eat more. Old Zhao, you also eat more... Old Gong... Xue Song, this piece has fat intertwined with lean meat, it's the most delicious..."

"Thank you, Lord."

"The Lord has great skills, if he weren't the Lord..."

"You shut up."

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Kong Yinghan carried the grilled meat and sat beside Tang Fei, asking quietly, "Lord, when are we attacking? Is there a plan?"

As the commander-in-chief of the Flame-Bathed Legion, responsible for commanding this war, yet unaware of the next step in the plan...

He's anxious.

Ghost is an independent organization, responsible only to Netherworld Palace Master Bai Wuxin, and above him to Tang Fei.

Hence, negotiations over there are top-secret, even these high-ranking Flame-Bathed Legion members are unclear about the details.

"Yes, the brothers are all prepared, ready to capture Luo City at any time."

"Lord, just one word, and I'll cut off the head of Lord of Luo City Bi Qingqiu for you to have with your drink..."

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At this moment, Bai Wuxin walked over expressionlessly from within the ship.

He stood beside Tang Fei, lips moving, yet no one knew what he was saying.

Hmm, between Little Grandmasters, outsiders do not interfere...

Everyone's gaze focused on Tang Fei's face, because they knew the Lord would provide them with answers and clarity.

Tang Fei's hands didn't stop moving, quickly flipping the venison on the iron grill, roasting it to a golden brown on one side before flipping it to the other, he said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen..."

Crash!

Everyone stood up and straightened their backs.

"Attack in full force."

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