Zhao Xuan, the Minister of General War of Han State, issued the order.
Through the photos sent by remote shooting, he could see that the two people in the fierce battle were both as powerful as the Divine Mirror, and they were still above the level of the Divine Mirror.
For this reason, he could conclude that one of them must be Park Zhengxi, the number one master in the Han Kingdom. As for the other one, he suspected that he was a Japanese warrior.
There has always been disharmony between the warriors of the Han Kingdom and the warriors of Japan.
He had had the experience of having the master of the magic mirror from Han Kingdom assassinated by Japanese masters before, so he reacted so violently after receiving the news.
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, the Cold War General War Department took action.
Not long after, someone came to report.
"Sir, satellite positioning of the target has been carried out, and clear photos of the two fierce fighters have been transmitted. From the photos, it can be seen that one of them is Park Chung-hee, and the other is an unknown young man in his thirties."
"What? A young man around thirty years old?"
Zhao Xuanming couldn't believe his ears.
How can a thirty-year-old martial artist fight against Park Chung-hee, the number one master in the Han Kingdom?
"Yes, sir, he is indeed a young man of about thirty years old!" The subordinate was very sure and asked: "Can we start missile strikes on the target?"
Zhao Xuanming was stunned for a few seconds and said, "I'll take a look first and then talk."
He still didn't believe that a young man in his thirties could fight Park Chung-hee.
Soon, he came to the big screen of the General War Department.
On the big screen, it is the clear video sent back through satellite positioning.
At first glance!
"this..."
Zhao Xuanming was stunned, his eyes full of surprise.
"What's wrong, sir?" a subordinate asked.
Zhao Xuanming came to his senses.
Immediately he shouted in a hurry: "Quick, quick, quick! Prepare the car! Prepare the car quickly! I want to go to the battle scene myself."
"Also, the order is to stop launching missiles and not to attack targets. Do you hear me?"
Everyone in the General War Department suddenly looked at each other.
"Sir, why did you suddenly stop attacking the target? Judging from the video, the target's strength is slightly higher than that of Park Chung-hee. If the attack continues like this, Park Chung-hee may be killed." A subordinate asked in confusion.
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Zhao Xuanming said: "The target is the Protector of War of the Dragon Kingdom. Do you want to attack the target to provoke a war between the two countries, Long Han?"
"What!"
There was panic in the General War Department.
"Sir, he, he, he is the protector of the Dragon Kingdom?"
Many people blurted out in disbelief.
Zhao Xuanming said anxiously: "I have visited the Dragon Kingdom and seen the God of War who protects the country. Can I admit the wrong person?"
"Hurry up and prepare a car to take me to the scene of the incident. If it's too late, Park Chung Hee will be really killed by the handsome man!"
"Yes, sir!"
Soon, a convoy left the general war headquarters.
The sky above the Song family.
DANG DANG DANG!!!
The battle between Xiao Zhan and Park Chung Hee continues.
Under Xiao Zhan's fierce attack, Park Zhengxi's hair was messy, his clothes were damaged, and there were several cuts on his body. His damaged clothes were dyed red with blood.
"Park Zhengxi, you are no match for me, surrender, otherwise I will really kill you." Xiao Zhan said while attacking.
He wants to form a force to compete with the Heavenly King's Palace.
It would be great if a master like Park Chung Hee could be recruited under his command.
"It's impossible for me to surrender!"
Pu Zhengxi gritted his teeth and said, fiercely holding the knife, and said angrily: "It's not certain who will win, but let me give you a taste of the power of the Thirteen Heavenly Swordsmen!"
The voice fell.
Park Zhengxi suddenly jumped into the sky, and like a diver, he swooped down and slashed out with a sharp knife, pointing directly at Xiao Zhan's forehead. The big knife pulled out a fan shape in the void, which was extremely cool.