Abyss Solo-Chapter 229 - 121 Tragic Victory_2

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Chapter 229: 121 Tragic Victory_2

Chapter 229: 121 Tragic Victory_2

The New Federation was on the verge of total defeat, so they played their trump card.

Censorship.

They began to massively delete related information, directly purifying the Milky Way’s network.

The official accounts of the Luofeng Empire were silenced;

Millions of ordinary accounts within the borders of Luofeng were banned.

On the interstellar network, Wind’s voice was directly stifled.

The facts proved that the citizens of the New Federation were not exactly freedom fighters. When their national pride and interests were damaged, most of them remained silent, while a smaller portion continued to argue and discredit.

In the seventh hour after the war broke out, the Luofeng Empire formally filed a lawsuit against the New Federation at the Galaxy Interstellar Court.

This lawsuit was bound to have no result, but it could position the Luofeng Empire firmly in the moral high ground.

This moral high ground would allow the Luofeng Empire to garner spiritual support from most medium and small nations in the interstellar vicinity, as well as acquire more material support from the Sherman Empire.

As for within Luofeng’s own borders, public enthusiasm was at a fever pitch, with anti-Federation protests erupting everywhere.

Although the surge in public sentiment introduced many unstable elements, in Yang Ming’s view, it was at least a hundred times better than national apathy and indifference, and more conducive to implementing his subsequent actions.

At this moment, Yang Ming in the prison van was contemplating two main issues.

One was how to manage the aftermath, to quickly rejuvenate the military fleet under his control.

The other was how to handle the batch of New Federation prisoners.

“These prisoners definitely cannot stay in Wind.”

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Yang Ming’s gaze turned somewhat sharp.

The guards across from him inexplicably felt a bit panicked.

Yang Ming thought for a moment, then took out a jamming device, enveloping himself in a soundproof light curtain. Using a special communication method from his watch, he dialed a video call to Edwan.

Edwan was on a spaceship, presumably en route back to Ilando Star.

“Ming, I’m coming to rescue you right away!”

Edwan frowned and said,

“Don’t worry, if the military doesn’t agree to release you, I’ll have my father sign a pardon.”

“You are the hero who saved this country! Firing the first shot will surely go down in the history of the Luofeng!”

Yang Ming said, “No need, I want to spend some quiet time in prison to ponder life and philosophy.”

Edwan was temporarily at a loss for words.

At this moment, the Second Prince appeared haggard, exhaustion evident in his eyes.

“Edwan,” Yang Ming asked in a low voice, “do you know what you need to do now, right?”

“To mourn the dead, console the soldiers, and encourage the people,” Edwan said softly, “I will provide as much material assistance as possible to the families of the fallen soldiers, and also build a martyrs’ cemetery.”

“No,” Yang Ming said, “you now need to return to the Sherman Empire.”

“Why?”

“Condense your tasks—mourning, consolation—into a TV speech, leave the rest to your subordinates. No reward is better than a little more consolation money, and arranging social welfare institutions to take good care of their families.”

Yang Ming reminded,

“Bring those prisoners and the captured New Federation attack boats, send them all to Sherman as gifts… which Sherman noble fond of martial activities would refuse seized New Federation military insignias? Don’t forget, the Sherman Empire still retains slavery in some areas.”

“Oh, this…”

Edwan was somewhat hesitant.

Yang Ming quickly said,

“The only way to stop the New Federation from continuing to attack us is to have the Sherman Empire exert strong pressure on them.

“Now how can you ensure that the New Federation will not retaliate militarily against us again? Even if they fear the artillery beneath the Imperial Palace and dare not come to Ilando Star, what about our other Administrative Stars?”

“Fine, I’ll prepare the TV speech right away!”

Edwan said in a low voice,

“Earl Williams left two fleets nearby on alert, I’ll get in touch with them now.”

“Leave the captured special forces members behind,” Yang Ming said, “after interrogating them, I’ll execute them secretly.”

Edwan replied, “You make the decisions about that, I’ll have General Fremont directly contact you later.”

Yang Ming paused, then added, “I’ve had Gudun Mah arrange for your brother’s house arrest. Since he likes the Second Administrative Star, let him stay there. Next, I’ll consolidate the Wind Army, and my methods might be a bit bloody; those bystander generals need not continue to exist.”

Edwan looked at Yang Ming intently.

Yang Ming met Edwan’s gaze openly.

Soon, Edwan frowned and asked, “Do you want to become emperor, Ming?”

“We understand each other, our goals should be aligned for now,” Yang Ming smiled and said, “we both share no interest in the throne.”

Edwan gave a bitter smile.

He also didn’t know how Yang Ming accomplished it.

But now, the reins around this country’s neck were clearly in Yang Ming’s hands.

Yang Ming was about to hang up the call.

Edwan suddenly asked, “By the way, the cannon beneath the palace, even Father can’t control it… what’s going on?”

Yang Ming blinked, “It should be an automatic retaliatory system; I’m not quite sure about this anti-ship system either. Presumably, its system detects a massive threat and automatically fires, a gift from your ancestors to this country.”

“Father may consider digging up the mountain; he really might do it.”

“Don’t worry,” Yang Ming said solemnly, “His Majesty the Emperor can’t find anyone to do this for him, you better think about how to mourn the dead.”

“Sigh, may their heroic spirits rest in peace.”

Yang Ming sighed lightly, hung up the call, and put the brooch-sized jamming device back in his pocket.

The guards opposite him had already stowed their laser guns behind their backs. Seeing Yang Ming looking over, they immediately showed ingratiating smiles.