CHAPTER 391: CHAPTER 391, REVENGE

Exit the pass!

Westward Expedition!

Revenge!

Bring the flames of war to the enemy’s home!

This has been the long-held wish of the Central Plains Dynasty throughout history, and the obsession accumulated from countless seas of blood and deep-seated hatred.

The Central Plains Empire, with humans as the main ethnic group, and the Nomadic Empire, with centaurs as the main ethnic group, have been fighting and struggling on the border for thousands of years, yet neither side could completely annihilate the other!

However, since the founding of Da Zhen, except for the initial decades of abundant martial virtue that extended its influence beyond the pass, it has almost been in a state of passive defense, getting worse year by year.

This was the inevitable trend caused by the decline of national power, and even after transferring Luo Ming from the south to guard Northwest Yong State, it could only stop the decline, with no strength left to expand outward.

Thus, as the frontline of racial conflict, Yong State has endured passive attacks for hundreds of years, and the frustration and oppression in the hearts of the border people almost drove them mad.

Now, upon hearing the seven powerful words, ’If the enemy can come, so can I,’ everyone present couldn’t help but burst into tears, trembling with excitement.

Finally!

Finally, one day, we will make those four-legged beasts taste the pain of losing their homes and loved ones!

Looking around at the hatred bursting forth in the eyes of those present, Zhu Haomiao patted the shoulder of the leading official.

"Gather the scattered soldiers, reorganize, the war between nations cannot have just an invincible spearhead, it also needs a large army like a comb to plow through the vast land."

"Then establish a permanent stable rule."

"Otherwise, it’s nothing but a cycle of wildfires that can’t be fully extinguished, spring winds blowing them back to life."

After imparting some meaningful advice, the black-clad youth straight away left the chaotic county town, arriving at a secluded forest in the wild.

"Commander."

Dozens of descenders from Yanhuang Armory were guarding here, greeted Zhu Haomiao politely upon seeing him.

"Hmm, how’s the preparation?"

"Final adjustments are still being made."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao nodded, stepping into the dense woods, soon arriving at a flattened clearing.

From a distance, a sci-fi rocket over ten meters long and nearly a meter thick, completely incongruent with the times, stood in the center, with a group led by Bai Linglong busily working around it.

"Propellant injection completed."

"Seventh self-check completed, no issues found."

...

Waiting quietly for a long time, until they finished, Zhu Haomiao walked to Bai Linglong’s side, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and gazed up at the tall and slender rocket.

"Every time I see this thing, there’s always a sense of unreality."

"Is this really the ancient times?"

Hearing the black-clad youth’s lamentation, Bai Linglong smiled lightly.

"Aside from some special illusion realms, as long as there are enough future technology true objects, not just rockets, even Gundams can be hand-crafted! Just can’t be mass-produced."

"But we’ve painstakingly built this lone seed, let’s not let it explode..."

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What a crow’s mouth!"

Glancing at Zhu Haomiao with annoyance, Bai Linglong refocused on the rocket, countless mysterious symbols flashing in her eyes like a data stream rushing endlessly.

"It won’t explode, you should have confidence in my work."

"Hmm, when can it be launched?"

"Very soon."

As soon as her words fell, a relieved voice rang in their ears.

"Ninth self-check completed, system normal, hardware normal, ready for launch."

"Alright, personnel evacuate."

Hearing Bai Linglong’s order, the descenders on-site withdrew from the clearing, leaving just a few highly skilled and daring individuals watching the rocket up close.

"10."

"9."

"8."

...

"Ignition!"

As the countdown ended, a blinding flame ignited from the rocket’s base, the fierce flames forming a conical blast, slowly lifting the colossal structure several stories high into the air.

The scorching tail flames came lashing forward, yet were blocked by an invisible layer of gang qi a few inches from the surface.

Zhu Haomiao watched as the rocket rapidly disappeared into the clouds, softly asking while maintaining a gaze upwards.

"How long until it’s operational?"

"Orbit insertion, deployment, tuning, will take about one to two hours."

Bai Linglong, gazing at the sky, many tiny flickering symbols in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao nodded, waiting quietly.

"Escape tower separation..."

"Booster separation..."

"First stage rocket separation..."

"Second stage rocket separation..."

"Entering designated orbit..."

"Solar sail deployment..."

"Satellite activation..."

"Quantum communication network deployment..."

Beep!

With Bai Linglong’s murmur, countless buzzes simultaneously sounded, everyone present took out their smart terminals, joyfully looking at the connected signal.

"Atomic clock calibration completed!"

"Sky Eye deployed!"

Slightly raising the corners of her mouth, Bai Linglong pointed into the air, a semi-transparent screen took shape, revealing a vast expanse of land.

"Extraordinary radar detection!"

"Optical radar tracking!"

"Situational awareness activation!"

Mystical extraordinary power released, the screen’s images frantically changing, displaying countless bouncing numbers and symbols.

The next moment, the vast land in the screen zoomed in, focusing on a central region.

Then, red dots representing the enemy appeared, radiating a large semi-transparent pale red area from the center.

Seeing the densely packed, almost covering more than half of Yong State, and still "slowly" expanding outward red area, Bai Linglong frowned.

"There are too many enemies, I’m afraid we won’t have enough manpower."

On the other side, also gazing at the screen, Zhu Haomiao calmly spoke.

"We now hold the advantage in intelligence and quality, able to avoid strong points and strike weakness, forming absolute local superiority, continuously crippling the enemy’s living force."

Speaking of this, the black-clad youth chuckled softly.

"Moreover, as long as you drive these scattered maggots together, the rest can be left to me."

Hearing this, Bai Linglong gave him a complex look.

"Even if there’s a Child of Destiny among them?"

"Of course."

Looking at Zhu Haomiao’s unbothered calm expression, Bai Linglong deeply realized his unbelievable confidence, involuntarily sighing inwardly.

A mere initial rank dominance couldn’t possibly contend against an entire nation.

His strength simply couldn’t be expressed through energy level... not even heavenly position!

The gap between herself and him was even greater than it seemed!

For some reason, Bai Linglong thought of a word - "Heavenly."

But that’s used to describe the despairing powerlessness of Mortal Destiny against God’s Destiny.

As a top Heaven’s Chosen Son of God’s Destiny, she had always been admired by others, Bai Linglong never imagined one day she’d experience such a feeling.

Observing the youth’s handsome profile, as beautiful as jade, Bai Linglong sighed again.

To make a top God’s Destiny feel despair, like facing heaven’s abyss, what kind of monster are you?