Chapter 787: Land-Based Naval Gun Groups

Within the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Array of Ten Thousand Stellar Paths, a million-ship fleet and aerospace fighters encircle.

Jiang Ding stood on the super-battleship Great Sun, facing the biting gale, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the horizon, wondering what he was thinking.

Around them, the stars formed the number of the Zhou Tian; in broad daylight, stars appeared, three hundred and sixty-five stars floating in the sky, accompanying the warships, with star runes constantly being born and extinguished in the heavens.

"Commander,"

Teacher Ouyang Hui connected to the Great Sun via the battleship's communication system, her figure appearing on the Great Sun's deck. She saluted and said, "The battles in the three southern, northwestern, and western fronts have concluded successively. Relying on the terrain, we inflicted heavy casualties on the Badaxian Sect allied forces, killing a total of over 1.17 million cultivators, including eleven lineage disciples from various Immortal Sects."

"Since then, as the Badaxian Sect allied forces landed elsewhere, to avoid being surrounded, the aerospace army groups in the south, northwest, and west have already withdrawn into the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Array."

"Currently, the army groups in the three directions are facing an enemy nine times their size, and fierce battles could erupt at any moment."

Teacher Ouyang Hui said solemnly.

Within the realm, relying on the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Array, the Immortal Sects can quickly maneuver to the other three directions.

If the Badaxian Sect allied forces do not wish to be defeated one by one, they must launch an offensive simultaneously to ensure pressure across the entire front.

This is not difficult for the Immortal Sects to achieve.

They possess star-domain-level communication technology.

Furthermore, speculating even deeper, the Badaxian Sects might possess inter-star-domain communication technology, because they come from afar, arrived in this star domain tens of thousands of years ago, and extinguished the local cultivation civilization; they are not natives.

Since the Badaxian Sects can traverse star-domain routes, it is only natural that they possess inter-star-domain communication technology.

"What is the situation?"

Jiang Ding fell silent for a moment, then asked.

He had a clear understanding of his own military talent; it was inferior to the fierce generals of the Immortal Sects who had experienced many wars.

Each of them was a professional Immortal Sect-level military commander; placed within the Badaxian Sects, they could easily seize the first-place laurel in same-rank military formations.

Do not look at the fact that in one-on-one combat they are far inferior to the Immortal Sect core disciples, let alone lineage disciples; they probably could not last even ten moves.

But if each led a contingent of Dao Soldiers, meeting on the battlefield, they would sweep through the Dao Soldier commanders of an entire Immortal Sect with ease.

There was no way; professional ability was simply like that.

The situation Jiang Ding was inquiring about was the confidence of the three aerospace army groups in the south, northwest, and west against the enemy.

An enemy force of over nine times the size of the Immortal Sect troops!

These were all regular troops of the Immortal Sects, established armies experienced in much blood and fire, with numerous so-called 'Kings'—lineage disciples and core disciples—serving as officers at all levels and Wei Guan, not weak native forces; their strength was terrifying.

The Immortal Sects' long-standing practice of continuously absorbing geniuses from various Minor Thousand Worlds showed a huge advantage at this time; the quality of lineage disciples and core disciples was extremely high, with geniuses emerging endlessly.

In a star domain without Immortal Sect-level lineage, the Immortal Sect army in any single direction could sweep through dozens of Minor Thousand Worlds, invincible.

The amphibious assault would be nothing but a series of armed parades; nothing could resist.

"Not good."

Teacher Ouyang Hui said somewhat heavily: "An enemy nine times our size is simply too many. Just now, the deputy commanders of the aerospace army groups in the three directions spoke with me. Relying on the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Array and the large number of land-based naval guns deployed within the formation, even at the cost of heavy casualties, they can hold out for at most two years."

"Two years is the limit."

"Any longer, and we will inevitably fall; willpower cannot completely overcome power."

Speaking of willpower, Teacher Ouyang Hui appeared very calm, not treating fighting to the death as something difficult that required constant encouragement, but merely as normal.

This was the other side of the Immortal Sect's contraction immigration policy and the supremacy of the mother planet; citizens possessed extremely high fighting will.

"Of course, this situation refers to the Immortal Sect army attacking fiercely regardless of cost."

"If it is merely a simple siege, we can hold out until they die of old age."

Teacher Ouyang Hui added.

Foundation Establishment cultivators can already achieve preliminary fasting; plus, being situated within high-grade spiritual veins, simply planting a few things makes starvation impossible.

As for Jin Dan cultivators, swallowing a single Jin Dan into the abdomen allows for preliminary self-sufficiency; they only need the spiritual qi of heaven and earth to survive.

"Two years?"

Jiang Ding sighed, raising no objections to the staff's assessment.

The limit of the Immortal Sect fleet's power was simply this.

It was already very strong; one could not be too harsh in criticism.

Unfortunately, in a realm war, two years was not a very long time; for a Void Refinement Great Power, it was merely a snap of the fingers, and they would not rush anything or interfere with the front-line battles.

Boom!

Boom, boom-boom, boom-boom-boom...

While the two chatted, amidst the drumbeats of the military formation, the Immortal Sect cultivators began their attack, leaving no breathing room, acting simultaneously with the armies in the other four directions, with an error not exceeding one second.

"Kill!"

Leading the charge once again were the cultivators of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace, who commanded palace-shaped military formation heavy artifacts, forming massive military formations with an aura exceeding that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, charging into the Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie Array.

All the cultivators' eyes were bloodshot; they shouted and roared, their killing cries shaking the heavens, advancing with no retreat.

In the past fifty-plus years, after the field aerospace troops were gradually eliminated, Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace frantically conscripted all cultivators from sects and families of all sizes within the minor realm, counting every single one, leaving not even a single seedling behind, imposing restrictions on all, and throwing them into military formation training.

They could no longer care about the future development of the small sects and small families!

If they could not survive this calamity, the entire Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace would be destroyed; where would there be time to worry about such things?

Military formation heavy artifacts were not lacking; Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace had some strategic reserves.

The remaining gap was filled by numerous Soul Transformation Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun and Nascent Soul Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun personally descending to forge them. Facing life and death, they cared nothing for being high and mighty or their status and position; they all treated themselves as junior artifact refiners, tirelessly personally smelting heavenly materials and earthly treasures, personally inscribing magical treasure arrays.

In this madness, within a mere few decades, all the military formation heavy artifacts were gradually replenished.

The various expedited military formations also appeared successively; in the blink of an eye, millions more Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace troops filled the ranks again.

One could imagine that to achieve this in such a short time, under immense pressure, the Master Dinghai Master Dinghai Zhenjun and Master Canghai Canghai Tianjun responsible for training the military formations in Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace must have employed numerous demonic path quick-success methods.

The lifespans and Dao foundations of many Dao Soldiers were greatly affected, with limited future prospects.

But that was the future.

At least until now, the cultivator army of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Palace was usable.

Even if not as well-trained as the armies of the other seven major immortal sects, they were still above the passing line; moreover, their minds were vaguely impaired, fearless of death, charging wherever casualties were heaviest, showing no regard for their own lives, thus bearing the greatest risk for the Badaxian Sect coalition army.

In a sense, this actually increased the coalition army's combat effectiveness, far surpassing the original regular troops of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

At this moment, amidst the war drums of the military formation, these cultivators of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heavenly Palace formation had bloodshot eyes and mad minds; as the vanguard, they were the first to charge into Xing Chen Ding Gao Jie.

Shouts and roars shook the heavens; the great battle was on the verge of erupting.

(End of this chapter)