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The White-Bearded Elder had gained an understanding of the situation regarding the Yan Tribe from the outside world. Although his heart was heavy, his face displayed a cheerful demeanor. Finally, he spoke loudly in Chinese, "It's alright. This is how things have unfolded. Everyone, please go home. I believe the government will not mistreat us."
A few people in the crowd looked at the Elder and understood his meaning. They began to call upon their clansmen to return home and await further instructions.
Seeing that the crisis had been averted, Sun Commander felt very satisfied and escorted the White-Haired Clan Elder back to the council hall. As long as they did not cause trouble, they could be kept under control for now.
The White-Haired Clan Elder shared the external situation with everyone, and all felt a heavy sense of anger. They had not expected the visitors to be so brutal—an unprecedented occurrence in the history of Y Base. In the past, when the Han People withdrew from Y Base, they had at least maintained a peaceful coexistence. This time, however, there was no longer any pretense of warmth; the Yan Tribe was no longer regarded as kin.
"Tribe Leader, I don't know if this reflects the intentions of those currently in power, but their blatant disregard for us means that our people's blood cannot be shed in vain. Tribe Leader, you must think carefully about what we should do next," said the White-Bearded Elder.
"Tribe Leader, I sense that these people come with ill intentions and may mean us harm. Please make a decision soon. We are currently cut off from information, and if this continues, it threatens our tribe's very existence," urged the White-Haired Clan Elder earnestly. This marked the first time both Elders had reached such a swift consensus on a major issue.
"We are not to be trifled with. It is time for them to understand our Yan Tribe's resolve," declared the Y Clan Leader as he paced back and forth in the room, finally making up his mind.
The two Elders nodded in relief and exchanged glances.
The Y Clan Leader gestured to a personal officer behind him and whispered a few words. The officer nodded and quietly left.
Mi Hong noticed that the Y Clan Leader and the Elders remained obediently in the council hall, so he did not pay them much mind and continued searching for any traces of the Huaxia Army outside.
The Yan Tribe members within Y Base were gradually disappearing due to numerous arrests. Mi Hong was unsure if all of them had been taken to prison; fewer and fewer people were left free to move about outside.
On the second afternoon at Y Base, Mi Hong finally sensed that something was wrong. He rushed to the assembly hall, only to find that the Y Clan Leader and the Elders had mysteriously vanished. Furthermore, he learned that everyone who had been locked away had also disappeared without a trace. In short, there were no living members of the Yan Tribe left in this city; they had all mysteriously vanished.
"Find them for me! Dig three feet into the ground if you have to!" Mi Hong commanded angrily, slamming his hand on the table.
As the G Base soldiers began to dig through the floor, they were continuously attacked by the Yan Tribe, who were mercilessly harvesting lives. Blood stained the ground of Y Base as members of the Yan Tribe and G Base clashed violently. The crazed Yan Tribe took full advantage of their surroundings, contaminating Mi Hong's food supplies with unpurified water, leading to widespread illness and panic within the ranks.
"What kind of cursed city is this? Are they all against me? If they refuse to come out, then let them stay inside forever!" Mi Hong seethed with rage at the relentless stream of bad news.
At that moment, a soldier approached to report, "Report, Deputy Commander Mi. We have dug up a tunnel entrance on the main thoroughfare."
"Burn it! Burn everything here to the ground; leave not a single tile intact. We’re leaving. When we return, we will report our great victory at Y Base—over a thousand members of the Huaxia Army exterminated. Do you understand?" Mi Hong turned his head sharply, his gaze intense and filled with a madness bent on destruction.
"Deputy Commander Mi, that might not be wise. If we get caught faking it, it will affect everyone," the officer hesitated.
"What does it matter? Wasn't the Battle of Huiyang promoted in the same way? Everyone here is dead; who can testify against us? Not only do we need to burn it down, but we also need to bomb it. If we're going to do this, let's make it convincing," Mi Hong smirked, revealing an extreme disdain and an unwavering determination.
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