Chapter 533: Conquering Nation
Chapter 533: Conquering Nation
Li Zhuanyuan stared at the rows of cavalry, his mind whispering, "They've finally arrived."
The remnants of the Former Imperial Court had always dreamed of restoration and reclaiming this world.
With the split of Mumia and the breach in the World Ring, it was inevitable for the Former Imperial Court to intervene, but the extent of their involvement remained unknown.
Fortunately, they were prepared.
This place was north of Ji Yang District, one of the most unstable areas in Central City, with a relatively flat coastline. As a result, Central City had established numerous military facilities and stationed an army here.
Upon detecting the anomaly ahead, the patrolling airships in the sky immediately flew towards the location.
Meanwhile, in the rear, the sound of rumbling cannons echoed, but as they fired towards the sea, it seemed to pass through a phantom, never making contact, only causing the seawater to burst.
This was because, although the rift appeared close, the fusion between the two worlds wasn't complete. The cavalry hadn't crossed over yet, and at this moment, only light and sound projections had leaked through.
At that moment, a row of cavalry in the center moved to the sides, and from within the banners, a tall, imposing figure emerged on horseback. He rode forward, crossing the rift, his entire body covered in thick armor, making his face unrecognizable. Bright lights reflected from his chest plate, and his height, including the horse, exceeded five meters. On top was a white helmet with feathers, and in his hands, he held the reins with one hand and gripped a long spear with a white jade handle, its iron-like body.
After taking his position, he slowly approached.
The airships had already arrived nearby, and the machine guns below fired flames at him, initiating an attack.
But when the bullets hit him, they seemed to collide with an invisible force, bursting into flashes of bright light around him as the bullets fell.
At this moment, the cannons fired again, splashing up large columns of water, but the knight seemed unaffected, continuing his steady advance. His horse's hooves stepped on the sea, splashing waves as if he were riding on the water.
Behind him, the cavalry advanced in unison, forming a broad knight formation that stretched endlessly. This movement resembled a moving wall, exuding the unique atmosphere and grandeur of a classical military formation.
Li Zhuanyuan fixed his gaze on the tall figure, noticing the banner behind him and the luxurious armor he wore. This was a Conquering Nation General of the Former Imperial Court! The title of Conquering Nation General was bestowed by the Former Imperial Court, and those who received this title were capable of conquering a nation on their own.
Such a person, in the new era, would be called a Martial Artist!
He asked, "Has that person arrived?"
The female assistant replied, "Not yet."
Li Zhuanyuan sighed inwardly. This person was supposed to arrive by noon, but three hours had passed, and they still hadn't shown up. If the person on the other side charged over, the opposing army wouldn't be able to stop them.
If they couldn't make it in time, then...
At that moment, the other party suddenly pulled the reins, causing the horse to come to an abrupt stop.
A man had appeared in front of them, seemingly out of nowhere. He wore a blue plaid shirt and exuded a mature and handsome aura, though he looked somewhat worn and haggard. With his hands in his pockets, he exhaled, "Good, I made it in time."
He casually glanced at the cavalry formation behind him and then looked up at the tall figure on horseback, smiling. He raised his hand in a fist, "I, Xue Shou, seek guidance from the esteemed one."
But after he finished speaking, the mounted general remained motionless.
He, too, seemed to stand there casually.
For a moment, the only sound was the surging sea.
Both of them were now enveloped in flickering light, and the seawater beneath their feet seemed to sink, forming a depression as if it were being pulled down by their presence.
Li Zhuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief. This Martial Artist had been specifically dispatched by the capital to support the Jinbeidao situation.
The opposing side knew that as long as there was an equal force here, this battle might not break out.
Without sufficient incentives, people of this caliber wouldn't easily take action in the fusion territory, and their cavalry wouldn't rush their predetermined positions.
This cavalry force was likely used to contain them, forcing them to maintain a presence here.
Therefore, by not moving here, they might seek a breakthrough elsewhere, a classic application of the Yin-Yang strategy.
Where could that be?
He looked at the Central City display on the neon curtain, knowing that the breakthrough would undoubtedly be through one of the rifts, and it had to be a large one.
This was also related to the split entity. If not promptly retrieved, and it remained outside for an extended period, the entity would continuously expand its living environment, gradually tearing the rift and making the gap larger and more stable.
Hence, the timely retrieval of the split entity was crucial. At this moment, they faced varying degrees of obstruction, but fortunately, the command center had just dispatched a large number of additional support personnel, hoping to improve the situation.
After waiting for over ten minutes, the beacon tower sounded, "23 targets have been cleared, and it is estimated that they can be retrieved within 30 minutes. 5 targets are pending assessment, 1 target has been neutralized, losing combat capability. The emergency response team members are currently engaging the obstructing targets."
Specialist Liang immediately ordered for the specific details of that location to be brought to him.
Within the neon curtain, a nearly stable rift flickered uncertainly, and in front of it stood a figure nearly three meters tall, arms crossed, a long rectangular face, thick eyebrows, and bright eyes. He was around thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, and even with just a simple stance, he exuded a formidable aura.
Within a half-kilometer radius in front of him were over twenty members of the response force, all of them knocked down. Surrounding them, firearms and vehicles lay smashed, and one vehicle was still ablaze with raging flames.
Through the information provided by the beacon, the person's identity was annotated on the curtain:
Chang Kanghai, a disciple of the Eternal Life Pavilion of the Tian Shu Bang.
At this moment, an emergency response team that had arrived subsequently was attempting to eliminate him.
This team consisted of two third-limit fighters, three gunners, and two logistics members. They were more than capable of handling ordinary fighters, but the current situation was far from ideal.
To reach the split body behind the rift, two of them had to charge forward without assurance. One of the fighters slashed Chang Kanghai's arm, but only managed to leave a white mark. Instead, his wrist was grabbed, and with a crisp snap, it was directly crushed by the other person. Another team member took the opportunity to stab the man's neck with a sword.
But Chang Kanghai didn't flinch; his neck only slightly indented. With a casual wave, the team member's face shattered, and he was sent flying backward.
The team member whose wrist was grabbed immediately drew his pistol and fired at Chang Kanghai's face from close range, but to no avail. The bullets merely created small indentations on his face before falling off.
Before he could continue, a massive fist struck his face from the front, and he fell backward, spraying blood.
Chang Kanghai looked at the team member he had knocked away in the distance and said in a deep, resonant voice, "You are not the ones I'm waiting for. Go back."
The team member asked in a muffled voice, "Who are you waiting for?"
In a 16-19 book, there was no mistake in this version!
Chang Kanghai didn't respond. He crossed his arms again and stood firmly with his back to the rift.
In the command center, Specialist Liang watched this scene, silently thinking, "Tian Shu Quan... The Eternal Life Pavilion's martial arts originated from the old imperial court's Tian Shu Jun, and the Tian Shu Quan is a powerful horizontal fist technique for charging into enemy formations."
"Conquering cities and nations, only Tian Shu can do it. That's where the name 'Tian Shu' comes from."
An ordinary fighter was no match for this person.
The appearance of this person here made people suspect a connection with the old imperial court, especially with a formed rift behind him and a stray split body on the other side.
"We must deal with this quickly!" He asked, "Which emergency response team is available for deployment nearby?"
The beacon searched for a moment and replied, "The nearest emergency response team is twenty kilometers away and will arrive as soon as possible, estimated to take fifteen to twenty minutes. There's also a combat squad from the Defense Department on standby within seven kilometers."
Specialist Liang glanced at the information and saw it was Chen Chuan's squad. He asked, "Is the communication smooth?"
"The squad's signal has been consistently on our platform."
Specialist Liang hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Let Captain Chen lead the team to deal with this target!"
In the mansion, after the Tianmen opened, Chen Chuan saw no obvious situation around. As he was searching the platform, the entire squad suddenly received an order from the Defense Department.
Three team members looked at him, "Captain?"
Chen Chuan checked the annotated location on the map, not far from their current position. He said, "Let's go there immediately." He handed the keys of the armored vehicle to Qin Qingque, "Qin, you just did what I said."
"Yes!"
The four of them were already prepared, and upon the order, they quickly exited the mansion. Ten sword guards remained inside, equipped with a machine gun protection net. If a rift were to appear here directly, it would be more than enough to deal with ordinary people.
But just as they stepped out, before they could get into the vehicle, Chen Chuan seemed to sense something. He paused and looked outside.
At the end of the path, a group of people dressed in Western martial arts robes approached. The leader had short hair, wore round-framed glasses, a red upper garment, and a black lower garment. At his waist hung a green-sheathed saber.
There were five people in total, almost all of them third-limit fighters.
Yuan Qiuyuan, Qin Qingque, and Su Wei also noticed them. Their expressions turned serious, and they moved to the sides, drawing their guns and aiming them at the back of the mansion.
The leader of the group bowed slightly to Chen Chuan, and the rest stopped behind him.
He stopped about twenty meters away from Chen Chuan's group, bowed, and then straightened up, revealing a warm smile.
"I'm Gong Ying Chang Xiu. Mr. Chen should have received my challenge scroll, right?"
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(End of Chapter)
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