Werewolves possess an extrely impressive capacity for war mobilization. The day Agubai issued his orders, an army of 50,000 had already struck out.
At this mont, Agubai's son—Haigula—was coercing the civilians of the Western Frontier.
Moreover, he wasn't getting his hands dirty. An accompanying White-eyed Tiger was very compliant, willingly taking on this troubleso task, and doing it quite well.
In a small village, the subordinates of White-eyed Tiger skillfully set fire to the houses.
The fires weren't too large or too small, just right, as billowing smoke poured out. Before long, the villagers were choked out of hiding places like cellars.
The bandits tied them up in a line with ropes. Those who cried and wailed, reluctant to move, were summarily shot dead by White-eyed Tiger and his subordinates.
The way was lit by flas reaching for the sky, filled with cries and wailing.
Haigula greatly enjoyed this atmosphere; destruction and carnage brought him true pleasure from deep within his heart.
He pulled a simple woman's shoe from his embrace and took a deep sniff, intoxicated as he said,
"Ah, the fragrance of a virgin, I have morized this scent well! She'll never escape again!"
Werewolves have an outstanding sense of sll, and prey whose scent they rember are hardly able to escape.
White-eyed Tiger laughed, "Who would have thought Your Highness took a fancy to that female swordsman. She is a renowned icy beauty in the Jingjin area, always aloof and unapproachable."
Haigula put the shoe back into his embrace, his wolf-like pupils filled with cruelty,
"It's her flesh and blood I'm after! Once I've eaten her, I am sure to gain even greater power!"
Just like vampires delight in toying with fresh blood, werewolves too have their own unique craving for living flesh.
Demons Creatures do this not just for the sake of satisfying their hunger, but because it grants them tangible benefits.
But White-eyed Tiger then threw a damper on things, "As far as I know, the Khan has also taken an interest in this woman."
Haigula's canines protruded, and his nails grew three inches longer, his dissatisfaction with his father's greed was evident.
It was then that White-eyed Tiger added, "Your Highness, must you consu her whole?"
"No, that won't be necessary..."
"You could keep the legs for your own enjoynt and present the rest to the Khan. That way, things needn't beco too tense."
Haigula was still unwilling, yet he didn't dare defy his father, his expression filled with resentful annoyance.
At this ti, Dihua City was no longer far away.
Haigula let out a long howl toward the heavens, which was imdiately answered by countless wolf howls.
The army drove the captured civilians ahead, preparing to use "drive the populace to attack the city."
This tactic not only aims to shatter the morale of the city's defenders but also to deplete their weapons and ammunition, a trick commonly employed by them.
But just then, Haigula's furry ears swiftly perked up, and he sharply looked up into the sky.
"Is that our airplane?"
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anwhile, in Dihua City
Agubai's army would arrive the next day, and the Western Expedition Army was mobilizing to prepare the city's defenses.
From ti to ti, military soldiers shouting cadences ran through the streets, the atmosphere fraught with a bleak chill.
Lu Yao told Yu Yani, "I'm going to test the enemy's weight," then he left the city with the three girls.
"Wait for to stabilize the airplane, then you guys co up on the Spiritual Sparrowhawk~"
After instructing them, Lu Yao took to the skies with Ping An, soaring to an altitude of 10,000 ters.
He arrived above the clouds, opened the Space-Ti Bubble, and brought out the AC-130 gunship.
The 70-ton behemoth appeared, and before it even had the chance to plumt, Lu Yao had already executed a "Spiritual Cat Stance," clinging tightly to it.
He opened the cargo door, entered the airplane, sprinted to the cockpit, and started the engine in one fluid action, unfazed by the imbalance in air pressure and inertia.
The instrunt panel spun wildly, alarms blared, and the airplane sliced through the air with a piercing screech, oriented nose-downward toward the ground.
With just 2 kiloters to go before impact, the four propellers whirled rapidly to provide the power to ascend.
Lu Yao gave the control stick a fierce pull, and the 30-ter-long, 40-ter wingspan steel giant abruptly pitched up, soaring back into the sky.
The three girls watched with bated breath and finally let out a sigh of relief.
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Hastily, she had the Spiritual Sparrowhawk grab her and ascend to chase after the gunboat, entering it using the sa thod as Lu Yao.
"Wow, it's so big!"
"Yeah, it's much bigger than the last few~"
The girls looked around and touched things, full of curiosity.
Lu Yao pointed out the 40mm automatic cannons and the 105mm howitzers to them, instructing them to familiarize themselves with the operations.
The family, all practicing in the Spirit Refinent Firmness, quickly learned under the guidance of Lu Yao.
At this mont, three Spiritual Sparrowhawks were flying around nearby.
Lu Yao suddenly noticed sothing strange—their images weren't showing up on radar.
Given their current size, they should have been identified as drones or missiles.
But neither the fire-control radar nor the panoramic radar on the gunboat had detected them.
Only through the "Low Light Television Cara System" could the Spiritual Sparrowhawks' agile figures be seen.
Lu Yao thought of his precious ones' magnificent, mysterious feathers and had an inkling—the feathers might absorb radar waves!
By that ti, the gunboat's fire-control radar had already spotted the enemy on the ground.
Lu Yao cast aside all distractions, entering a state of "Minute Consciousness Control," rging as one with the aircraft.
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Haigula and White-eyed Tiger subconsciously assud that the aircraft in the sky must be friendly.
But they soon felt that sothing was off...
The next second, a terrifying red rain plumted from the sky!
The 20mm autocannon shells burst forth with intense heat, displaying a bright orange glow in the air.
The firing rate of 6000 rounds per minute ford a continuous line of fire, and four guns firing together turned into a downpour of destruction!
Countless marching soldiers were abruptly torn apart and sared across the ground; a "Werewolf Centurion," the equivalent of an Organ Refining Warrior, took a hit, a basketball-sized hole appearing in the chest of the creature, with colorful viscera oozing out.
Werewolves are known for their exceptional regenerative abilities, but with injuries like that, it ultimately couldn't survive. The "Werewolf Centurion" let out a painful howl typical of a wounded canine, struggled a few tis, and died.
The military formation instantly descended into chaos; so soldiers dropped to the ground, others sought cover, but all such actions were futile under the surveillance of the aircraft above.
The cannons fired relentlessly, wherever the terrifying line of fire pointed, everything burst asunder, mixing blood and soil.
The scene was filled with moans, screams.
"Damn it! Those are Shun Country's planes! How could they possibly have such advanced aircraft!?"
"Where are the guns!? Bring out the cannons and fire!"
Haigula and White-eyed Tiger ran toward the artillery position, wanting to fight back.
The gunboat flying at an altitude of 3000 ters could, in theory, be taken down with guns.
The artillery commander with a green headband had prepared, mounting two 107mm cannons.
He himself picked up a 25mm autocannon...
But before he could take aim, a familiar shrieking sound suddenly pierced the air—the distinctive sound of a cannonball breaking the sound barrier—it was the gunboat's 105mm howitzer firing!
A thunderous explosion followed; the shockwave instantly turned 20 artillery operators nearby into chunks, throwing countless bits of soil and artillery parts into the sky.
Various debris fell swiftly, and before they had a chance to catch their breath, another howitzer shell struck!
After the deafening explosion, a two-ter-wide crater was left on the ground, and within a 15-ter radius, the enemy was again reduced to pieces flying through the air, with those in higher Martial Dao Realms having more intact corpses.
The artillery commander, a warrior of the Marrow-Cleansing Realm, was blown away by the shockwave but not yet dead. However, in the next second, his upper body abruptly disappeared, turning into a spray of blood that covered White-eyed Tiger's face.
The gunboat's 40mm cannon had opened fire!
In the span of three minutes, the gunboat circled the area, with machine guns, automatic cannons, and howitzers all firing at once, cleansing the ground of anything that moved!
The whistle of shells, the roar of explosions, panicked cries, and death agonies rged into one, as various fragnts were thrown back into the air by new shockwaves before they had ti to fall.
The vanguard, composed of 10,000 soldiers, turned into nutrients for the land within three minutes.
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