Leading the Barbarian Army into battle again and again, Little Fatty has grown fond of that feeling of beastly blood boiling.
When he uses that massive Skull Hamr to smash through enemy armor or fortifications, he feels an unparalleled sense of achievent and happiness coursing through his body.
Very barbaric, very violent.
At that mont, he feels he is no longer Little Fatty, but...
Bear Bear.
Ever since obtaining this Skull Hamr, there’s been a growing urge for destruction within him.
Fortunately, Little Fatty’s nature is pure and kind, and he naturally practices the Barbarian Clan’s "Chaos Technique", otherwise, this evil axe would have already taken over his mind and body.
Even Evil God’s good friend Tang Fei dares not use this hamr lightly; if he were to wield it, it would be the perfect evil alliance...
Becoming the greatest fiend beneath the Star River.
Seeing anyone he dislikes, he’d just smash with a hamr...
Honestly, this path is not too bad.
A hundred tis easier than the path Tang Fei is currently on.
Hearing that his big brother has a mysterious task to entrust to him, Little Fatty asks excitedly, "Brother, what mission is it?"
"It’s not ti yet, don’t rush."
Little Fatty feels a bit anxious.
But as his brother tells him not to rush, he can only pretend he’s not in a hurry.
Tang Fei’s gaze remains fixed on the virtual display of the battlefield; currently, the deputy commander of the Fla-Bathed Legion, Gongshu Xuesong, is leading the main attack.
Luo City is a supercity of the Empire, with an SSS level defense system.
Breaking through in a short ti is as difficult as Hell.
Unless there’s collaboration from within and without.
Tang Fei isn’t worried; he knows Luo City is a tough nut to crack, and he’s prepared for a prolonged battle.
Of course, it can’t be too prolonged.
After all, whether it’s resource supply or troop production capability, his side is still far from matching the Qishan Group.
There’s no helping it, as they occupy the most barren Northern Border.
There’s even an Empire proverb: Better to have a bed in the Southern Border than a house in the Northern Border.
Here, it’s either the Red Gobi or Dushan Port, and Brocade City is slightly better off, but compared to supercities like Luo City, Sea City, Phoenix City, and White Emperor City, it’s lacking.
More importantly, the weapons Tang Fei’s side uses are all provided by the Lu Clan, which is located in the blockaded Barren Land, making it extrely difficult to transport weapons out.
As for the cities they control, like Feng City, Red Moon City, and Brocade City, they don’t yet have the capacity to mass-produce weapons or provide troop supplies...
Unless Tang Fei resorts to pillaging resources and forcibly drafting from every household.
Why does this scene feel sowhat familiar?
Before the Blue Star great catastrophe, many tyrants did just that.
After the catastrophe, every warlord force did the sa...
On Shen Wuxiang’s side, they hold the vast Empire heartland and prosperous core cities, with ample troops and weapons to support a long-lasting war.
Gongshu Xuesong, clad in the Fla-Bathed Legion’s special Fla Armor, strides in and says in a deep voice, "Lord, the artillery coverage has reached ninety percent, but Luo City’s Defensive Shield is extrely strong, and it seems it won’t be breached anyti soon..."
He’s impatient, already equipped and ready for battle.
However, the entire Luo City army is holed up inside the Defensive Shield, refusing to co out, leaving him with strength but no target.
"Don’t rush," Tang Fei reassures, "Leave the specialist tasks to the specialists; the Heavenly chanism Managent Bureau is currently figuring out how to crack Luo City’s defense system."
"What should we do now?" Gongshu Xuesong asks.
"Continue to maintain firepower pressure."
"Understood," Gongshu Xuesong reluctantly replies.
In the interstellar era, technology is the primary destructive force.
Even these cultivators, capable as they are, are powerless before the Defensive Shield.
Could even a Great Grandmaster slice through a Defensive Shield?
Few could say for sure, let alone these ’ordinary’ martial artists who haven’t entered the Grandmaster Realm.
When Tang Fei enters the conference room, Chief Strategist Xun Pu, Fla-Bathed Legion Commander Kong Yinghan, and others rise to greet him.
Phoenix didn’t accompany the expedition this ti; she stayed behind on a strategic front, in charge of base managent and logistic support.
Tang Fei trusts no one else for this task more than Phoenix.
Whether in capability or trust...
Little Fatty is trustworthy, but he lacks any managent skills.
His leadership over the Barbarian Clan is purely because he has a Barbarian Clan Chief as a father...
The Barbarian Clan is fairly easy to lead—the Chief waves his hamr and yells "Kill!"
The tribesn charge forward, unafraid of death.
"Everyone, sit down," Tang Fei waves his hand casually; he has always cared little about formalities, prioritizing tangible gains instead.
For example, if soone spits at you in Henshan, it’s not important.
But if you can find so bread or smoked at on the body of soone who spat at you, that’s truly pleasing.
"Yes," they all sit down one by one.
Tang Fei looks at Xun Pu and asks, "Chief Strategist, what’s the current situation?"
"According to the previously established ’Sunset Plan,’ all army groups have reached their designated locations. However, the battle for Luo City hasn’t truly begun; everyone is biding their ti," Xun Pu explains.
"Right. With Luo City’s Defensive Shield still up, there’s no need to send our warriors on a suicide mission," Tang Fei says. "The key still lies with the Heavenly chanism Managent Bureau."
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