Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 949: Domineering Declaration and Humiliation

Zhuo Mingxuan said coldly: "Mr. Prime Minister, since I dare to come, I have no fear or worries. Fusang is now on the decline and in turmoil. This once glorious building may collapse at any time. Rather than resisting stubbornly and consuming the country's future and hope in endless war, it is better to wisely choose to surrender in exchange for a glimmer of hope."

Zhuo Mingxuan's words were like a bombshell, exploding in the conference room.

The Fuso officials present, whether they were high-ranking generals or civilian officials, all showed expressions of disbelief. They all shouted angrily, as if they wanted to drown this young man who dared to challenge the emperor in a wave of anger.

Watanabe Motoyasu was so angry that he was shaking all over. He stood up suddenly, pointed his finger at Zhuo Mingxuan, and his voice became hoarse because of anger: "You ignorant fellow! How dare you talk about surrender in front of us? How can the glory and dignity of Fuso be tarnished by someone like you!"

Jiro Kumamoto followed closely behind, his eyes full of hostility and anger: "Zhuo Mingxuan, who do you think you are? You are just a small staff officer, what right do you have to speak nonsense here? We Fuso people would rather die than surrender, and will never bow to the enemy!"

Chiba River, Fujiwara Tomi and others also echoed, and their voices echoed in the conference room, forming a powerful wave of sound.

Everyone's face was filled with anger and unwillingness, as if they wanted to vent all their emotions.

However, Zhuo Mingxuan did not back down. He still stood there, smiling, his eyes revealing a calmness and determination beyond his age.

"Everyone, I understand your anger and resentment. But war is cruel and will only bring death and destruction. If you continue to fight, not only will Fuso's future be dark, but even your family and friends may not be spared. Is this the result you want?"

Zhuo Mingxuan's words, like a sharp knife, pierced the deep pain points in the hearts of the officials present. They began to fall silent, with complex emotions flashing in their eyes.

Zhuo Mingxuan glanced around the conference room and said, "The three-month war has fully proved that Fuso is no match for China. Whether it is the combat effectiveness of the army or the level of military technology, Fuso has completely lost the qualifications to confront China. If you continue like this, the final result will only be the extinction of your race. The wheel of history will not stop because of your stubbornness."

He paused for a moment and continued, "The Chinese nation has now completely risen and become a giant dragon in the East. However, Fusang is still stubbornly clinging to its past glory and brilliance, unwilling to face the cruelty of reality. But history is ruthless. It will not stop because of your lingering feelings. It will only bury all obstacles that hinder its progress in the dust."

Zhuo Mingxuan's words were like a sharp dagger, piercing deeply into the hearts of all the Fuso officials present.

Their faces showed a mixture of disbelief and anger, as if they wanted to eat Zhuo Mingxuan alive.

Tojo Yuei was even more furious. He slammed the table and stood up, his eyes like a volcano spewing fire: "Baga! You arrogant guy! How dare you speak nonsense in front of us! How can the glory and dignity of Fuso be insulted by someone like you!"

He glared at Zhuo Mingxuan, his voice becoming hoarse with anger: "I swear in the name of Prime Minister Fuso that we Fuso people would rather die than surrender! We will never bow to an enemy like you! Do you think your words can make us surrender? How naive!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and ordered, "Guards! Capture this arrogant guy!"

Upon hearing this, the captain of the guard immediately rushed towards Zhuo Mingxuan with several soldiers.

Their faces were filled with anger and murderous intent, as if they wanted to cut Zhuo Mingxuan into pieces. However, Zhuo Mingxuan did not panic at all.

Just as the captain of the guard approached Zhuo Mingxuan, Zhuo Mingxuan suddenly moved. His movements were as fast as lightning, and he struck the captain of the guard in the neck with a palm knife. With a dull "bang", the captain of the guard trembled violently as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he almost fainted.

This sudden change shocked everyone present. They all stared at the scene with wide eyes, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

The captain of the guards barely managed to keep himself steady. He covered his neck with his hands, his face showing a mixture of pain and anger. He roared and called on the soldiers to surround Zhuo Mingxuan. The black muzzle of the gun pointed at Zhuo Mingxuan's eyebrows, as if it would spray out deadly flames at any time.

"You bastard! How dare you sneak attack me!" The captain of the guards cursed, his voice becoming hoarse with anger, "Today, I will let you know how powerful we Fuso people are!"

The soldiers also echoed, and their voices echoed in the meeting room, forming a powerful wave of sound. Everyone's face was filled with anger and murderous intent, as if they wanted to eat Zhuo Mingxuan alive.

However, Zhuo Mingxuan was not afraid at all. He stood there, as if facing a trivial challenge, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

Zhuo Mingxuan's eyes were like cold blades. He slowly spoke and continued in fluent Japanese: "You bow-legged dwarfs think highly of yourselves and always think you are the center of the world. You launch wars of aggression everywhere and plunder other people's wealth and resources. Little do you know that in front of the real strong, you are the most ridiculous clowns. Now, the disaster of national destruction is right in front of you, but you are still pitifully dreaming of your own Fusang Empire. You are really a bunch of pitiful people."

Zhuo Mingxuan's words were like a sharp dagger, piercing the hearts of Tojo Takehiro and all the Fuso officials present.

Their faces showed a mixture of disbelief and anger, as if they wanted to cut Zhuo Mingxuan into pieces.

Tojo Takehido was so angry that he was shaking all over. His eyes were like a volcano spewing fire. He roared hysterically: "You bastard! How dare you insult us Japanese like this! I will make you pay the price!" He waved his hand to signal the guards, "Kill him! Kill this arrogant guy!"

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately pointed their guns at Zhuo Mingxuan. As long as Tojo Takeei gave the order, they would shoot without hesitation.

Just when Tojo Yuei was about to give the order to shoot, Zhuo Mingxuan suddenly took out a letter from his arms, held it high, and said in a mocking tone: "Wait! Prime Minister Tojo, this is the letter that your Chinese commander Liu Chengxu asked me to give you. I think you should read the contents of this letter before shooting, right?"