Chapter 351 You look really handsome right now.
Gideon shuddered and crawled out of the command room in a panic.
He quickly ordered a retreat.
The coalition forces of twenty-eight nations retreated at an astonishing speed.
While the coalition forces were retreating, Larry called Frank and instructed him to lead the Black Dragon Army to quickly take over Southwild.
Overnight, the coalition forces of twenty-eight nations completely withdrew.
The Black Dragon Army reoccupied Southwild.
The next day.
Early morning, just as dawn broke.
Southwild Military District conference room.
Larry was dressed in the Black Dragon battle robe.
"Idris, immediately lead the Black Dragon Army to conduct a sweep of the surrounding area. If you find any coalition soldiers, kill them on sight."
"Understood."
Idris stood up immediately and issued the order.
Larry had already given the coalition forces time to retreat.
If they hadn't left by now, they couldn't blame him for being ruthless.
It was already 7 a.m.
By this time, most people in the Summer Nation were already awake.
However, as soon as they got up, they heard a shocking piece of news.
"The coalition forces of twenty-eight nations have withdrawn from Southwild, and the Black Dragon Army has reoccupied Southwild."
This news spread across the entire country and even the world.
The whole world was stunned.
What was going on?
How did the situation in Southwild of the Summer Nation reverse overnight?
Everyone was puzzled and focused on Southwild, waiting for the latest reports and official statements.
Southwild Military District, conference room.
Frank stood up and said, "Dragon Lord, there are many war correspondents in Southwild who want to interview you and understand what happened last night. Should we accept the interviews and explain the battle process to the people of the nation?"
Larry waved his hand slightly and said, "No need. Resolving the battle and reclaiming Southwild is already telling them the result. Frank, I have a task for you now."
"Dragon Lord, please give your orders."
Larry said, "Take the negotiators to the twenty-eight nations and negotiate with their kings. Demand that each nation cede five cities as the price for their invasion. If they refuse, the Black Dragon Army will destroy them."
Frank trembled and couldn't help but ask, "Dragon Lord, are you serious?"
Larry glanced at him and said, "Do you think I'm joking?"
"Understood."
Frank stood up straight and said loudly, "I will take people to the twenty-eight nations immediately. If I don't get this done within three days, I will commit suicide."
After receiving the order, Frank quickly left.
Larry yawned.
He hadn't slept well for several days and needed to rest.
He left the military district office building.
Outside the building, he got into a military vehicle and instructed, "Take me home."
"Yes, sir."
The soldier driving the car nodded.
This was a specially built villa for the commander of the Black Dragon Army. This villa was even more luxurious and grand than the Imperial Residence in Sunset City, covering a larger area.
At this moment, many reporters had gathered outside the Black Dragon residence.
These reporters had come specifically to interview the Black Dragon and understand what had happened last night. Some were war correspondents reporting on the Southwild battle.
A military vehicle drove up.
"Dragon Lord, there are quite a few people."
Larry, squinting and dozing off, opened his eyes when he heard the voice. He looked up and saw the reporters at the gate, frowning and muttering, "These reporters are really something."
"Dragon Lord, should we have the military clear the way?"
Larry shook his head slightly and instructed, "Forget it, turn around and find me a place to sleep."
The military vehicle was about to turn around.
At this moment, the reporters in front of the Black Dragon residence noticed the military vehicle.
"A military vehicle."
"It must be the Black Dragon inside."
The reporters, as if they had gone mad, rushed forward. The vehicle hadn't even turned around before it was blocked.
"Dragon Lord," the driver said with a troubled expression.
Larry knew that if he didn't get out and say a few words, he wouldn't be able to leave today.
He opened the car door and got out.
He was wearing a black Black Dragon battle robe, with a Black Dragon engraved on it.
"Dragon Lord, Dragon Lord, Dragon Lord."
Besides the large number of reporters, there were also many citizens. As soon as Larry got out of the car, the cheers were overwhelming.
A group of reporters surrounded Larry, their faces flushed with excitement.
They finally saw the guardian war god of the Summer Nation.
"Dragon Lord, can you tell us what happened last night?"
A reporter couldn't help but ask.
Larry yawned and said, "It's a military secret, I can't say. Can you let me through? I haven't slept for three days and nights."
"Everyone, make way for the Dragon Lord. He hasn't slept for days. Once he wakes up, I'm sure he'll tell us."
Upon hearing this, the crowd finally made way.
After everyone stepped aside, there was still one person standing at the end of the crowd.
It was a woman.
She was wearing a red dress, with long, wavy red hair, holding a camera. She smiled at Larry, "Don't move, you look really handsome like this."
She took a few photos with her camera.
Then she walked over with a microphone, looking at Larry with a bright smile, "Dragon Lord, can I interview you for a few minutes?"
Larry frowned, "What are you doing in Southwild?"
This woman was none other than Abigail.
She had come to Southwild as a volunteer.
But since the battle hadn't started, she became a reporter, writing about what she saw in Southwild.
Abigail looked at a nearby TV station crew, who were holding cameras. She turned to the camera and said, "Get ready to film. Let the Dragon Lord tell everyone what happened last night, why the coalition forces of twenty-eight nations retreated overnight, and how the Black Dragon Army managed to reclaim Southwild."
Upon hearing this, many people with cameras approached.
It wasn't just one TV station.
All the reporters present turned on their cameras, pointing them at Larry and Abigail.
Abigail held the microphone and asked, "Can I take a few minutes of your time?"
She looked at Larry.
Larry was very tired at this moment.
She knew Larry hadn't slept for days and felt a bit sorry for him, but she couldn't bear to let him go.
"Five minutes," Larry said flatly. "Ask your questions quickly."
Abigail asked, "What exactly happened last night? Why did the coalition forces of twenty-eight nations retreat?"
"It was nothing major. I infiltrated Southwild, went to the military district, killed the generals of the coalition forces, and forced their commander, General Gideon, to retreat."
Larry spoke very calmly.
But everyone listening was terrified.
They knew the situation in Southwild before last night.
Twenty-eight nations, three million troops stationed.
And Larry managed to infiltrate Southwild, kill the generals of the twenty-eight nations, and resolve the battle in Southwild.
In the entire world, who else but the Black Dragon could accomplish this?
Abigail was stunned.
The reporters on the scene were stunned.
After a few seconds, Abigail asked, "Can you explain in more detail?"
Larry shrugged and said, "It's a secret, I can't say."
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