Chapter 363: Only I Have My Own Law Chapter 363: Advancing to the Martial Hall

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi didn't need binoculars; standing atop a Sakson-modified command vehicle, he gazed into the distance.

Thick smoke hung over the near end of the battlefield.

Times were different now.

The city walls blessed by the High Priest formed a structural defense system, but in an era of hot weapons, they could withstand only about a dozen cruise missiles. That was remarkable—at least it surpassed any defense system short of tunnels.

In the past, Chen Yi couldn't get his hands on so many high-powered weapons, so he hadn't considered attacking the walls.

But now, just over 130 100mm howitzer rounds had damaged the walls considerably; if it were an unreinforced concrete structure, it would have collapsed over several kilometers, let alone just 50 meters.

But Ma La's luck ended there.

Looking at the rubble flying off the walls, they could barely withstand heavy machine gun bullets anymore.

The M2 Browning was called a "slow-fire large-caliber" gun, yet it could still fire 500 rounds per minute; its red-hot barrel proved the terror of the. 50 caliber bullets in their wild state.

Any Ma La person appearing within 2 kilometers had to watch their life.

The machine cannon's range wasn't greater than the heavy machine gun's; in fact, it was just a machine gun with slower fire rate but greater power. 7.62mm, 12.7mm, and 25mm were like the difference between Ceng Zhiwei, Liu Xiang, and Yao Ming...

When they all slammed into the walls, even Ma La's bravest soldiers retreated.

No one would rush into a hail of gunfire to seek death unless something behind them was more terrifying than death—if some force in this world could drive people to charge forward under a 99% death rate, logic would yield only two results: first, those possessing this force would die fewer and fewer until extinction, standard natural selection; second, the blocking troops behind would bring a 100% or 200% (family members) death rate, thus producing this force.

Ma La's blocking troops were always Temple Knights—the best training ground for "Bloodthirsty" or "Violence" faith—but they couldn't make soldiers climb the walls under 100% death. Even Temple Knights with battle qi had limited survival under "missile" targeting, and the blocking troops, also Temple Knights, weren't strong enough to push them forward.

Therefore, when Li Feng's armored vehicle arrived below the walls, only the central tower and the blockhouses at the north and south ends could see him.

Four people got out of the armored vehicle's back door, wearing thick ceramic bulletproof vests, trembling with fear. This was far harder to buy than heavy machine guns; the latter appeared in over a hundred countries worldwide, while the former was strictly controlled by the US Government.

Li Feng dared not lift his head at all, fearing the screaming javelins or arrows would aim at his head.

The armored vehicle's machine cannon turret went "bang," "bang," "bang" with single shots, aiming to blast a hole in the walls.

Successfully blasting a hole at close range meant the walls' blessing had dropped to its lowest point.

Rubble splattered on their faces, but they didn't care; Li Feng shouted while carrying half the explosives on his back, and ordered: "Bring the detonators over!"

"Coming." The running student shouted at the same time: "Stop firing, stop firing."

"Alright." The gunner stopped, and Li Feng shouted again: "Fill it in, fill all the explosives in."

It took two minutes to stuff one ton of explosives into the cannon hole at the wall's base. This minimized energy loss and maximized power, similar to the principle of fish.

The quarry used explosives the same way.

Only at the moment of getting in the vehicle and closing the door did Li Feng raise his head, locking eyes with the knight on the blockhouse.

Li Feng slapped the vehicle wall hard, saying: "Hurry, hurry."

Then he raised his middle finger at the knight on the blockhouse.

Culture spread quickly; the merchants on Xima Market had long transmitted various languages and gestures to Ma La.

The knight on the blockhouse was furious but could do nothing. Explosions and flames surrounded them everywhere; the Jiangning people had used money to literally block them in the fortifications.

The wheeled armored vehicle reversed all the way, withdrawing from the danger zone.

The tanks and rear support weapons gradually stopped firing, letting the hot cannon barrels cool down. Gun barrels? They'd long since lost count of how many had been replaced.

"Prepare to detonate." She Lei in the rear held the remote control bomb's button.

After Chen Yi's full set of Army Command Academy "knowledge cultivation," these students who mastered the main armed forces at least knew what to do at what time.

Using 20th-century equipment to strike 16th-century knights, Chen Yi's requirements were actually not high.

On the tower, Vladimir and the others also noticed the changes on the battlefield.

After the fierce "cannon" bombardment, an armored vehicle pushed up to below the walls; when it reversed away from the battlefield, the "cannon" bombardment also ended in time.

"What are they doing?" Vladimir asked himself silently.

"What are they doing?" a certain nobleman asked aloud.

Another noble laughed: "Tunneling? Collapsing the walls?"

"Shoot at them from below with their copper hidden weapons." Someone nearby was joking.

Sir Heinuo, Knight Captain of the First Cavalry Regiment, said enviously: "Those scum who pick up bullets and shells got a bargain."

Everyone knew he had bribed the Elder Council, wanting to buy out all metal warheads found on the battlefield. But Ma La's Elder Council wanted to boost morale and actually rejected his proposal. Sir Heinuo, who couldn't make money, simply refused all requests to go to the battlefield—just giving him an excuse.

On the tower, only Vladimir seemed truly prepared for battle... West River Water Fortress's retaliation was disgusting; besides knights like him with power, influence, and strength, no one else dared to get involved.

"Tell the wall repair team to be careful." Vladimir could only order this. He didn't know what would happen.

The communication soldier obeyed and went downstairs; just as he entered the spiral staircase, a huge explosion sounded, and the shaking tower made him tumble down. The narrow stone walls caused repeated impacts, like a die shaking in a bowl.

Above, it was even more chaotic.

Before Vladimir's eyes was only one mushroom cloud, huge, shining... now a mushroom cloud emitting black smoke, like the devil's lunch, standing at the eastern wall.

"What is this?"

"What's going on!"

The nobles' roars became light and weak, like whispers.

Vladimir knew this; he had seen those powerful Divine Art knights unleash their might, and after mountains crumbled and earth split, their ears couldn't hear clearly for a long time.

Divine Art knights!

Divine Art "Earth Shaking"? Or Divine Art "Splitting Earth"?

Could there be a Divine Art knight among the Jiangning people?

Vladimir instantly felt dizzy.

"The city wall, the city wall is gone!"

Ma La's city wall was originally narrow and small; although it was very tall, in the fury of 1 ton of high explosives, it would not prove any sturdier than a stone mountain.

On the small hill in front of Ma La, a group of students who had never seen a large explosion discussed there: "No wonder the larger the shell, the more powerful."

"1 ton of explosives is actually more powerful than several thousand shells."

Li Feng remarked with rare emotion: "I only stuffed explosives in one place, didn't expect it would blow down one-third of the city wall..."

Actually, it was the cannon fire that destroyed the city wall's structure.

Unfortunately, not a single person present understood this concept. They only knew that using an armored vehicle to transport explosives was a pretty good idea.

Thus everyone began discussing again.

She Lei suddenly said: "Why don't we drive two armored vehicles there, stuff one armored vehicle full of explosives, then use the other armored vehicle to send the driver back... that way we could load several tons of explosives, right... right?"

The Inspection Team members froze.

Yeah, why take the risk of leaving the armored vehicle?

"How come no one thought of this before?"

It is said that among the various disputes on the West Continent, Li Feng's dislike of Zhang Zhonghe from the Policy Research Office appeared earliest. Zhang Zhonghe's dislike of She Lei also seemed to appear very early.

"We can go home." Chen Yi patted the dust off his body, like a child who had played in the sand all day.

A sand field is precisely a place for playing with sand.

Only the victor's sand field is a joyful one.

Sitting back inside the command vehicle, Chen Yi summoned Li Changning, then while drinking red tea said: "I have a mission for you."

"Yes." Since arriving on the West Continent, the relatively harsh environment had changed Li Changning's lifestyle and attitude.

Chen Yi nodded in satisfaction, passed him a cup of red tea, then said: "I want you to achieve a target within the next half month: tear down Ma La's city wall, especially the section near the Rubber Forest."

"Do you mean negotiation or force?"

"That's up to you. Relying entirely on blasting to demolish the city wall is also fine." Chen Yi said with a laugh: "I personally feel they will think of many methods next, and surround the remaining two-thirds of the city wall."

If they knew one armored vehicle would blow up two-thirds of the city wall, Li Feng's survival rate would drop infinitely.

Li Changning understood, and simultaneously asked excitedly: "Then I have the authority to transfer troops?"

"The Tank Company, the Native Company, and the Third Inspection Team will obey your command within half a month."

"Yes." Although it wasn't the best answer, Li Changning was satisfied too. In the Rhombus Conference Hall, his status was originally the lowest; now it would probably improve somewhat.

Returning to West River Water Fortress, Chen Yi supervised and distributed more "Knowledge Gel," which included various weapons' usage methods, troop command principles, as well as accounting, administration, and other aspects.

Jin Douna chose nearly 30 kilograms of "Wealth Gel," ate a hearty meal, then suggested: "Can we establish a branch campus on the West Continent?"

"A Martial Arts Hall branch campus?"

"Yes." Jin Douna nodded lightly, saying: "This would ease quite a few contradictions, and moreover re-establish the Hall Master's authority."

The latter sentence moved Chen Yi; he nodded and said: "What name? Branch campus?"

"And there should be a dedicated Promotion Department, teaching students knowledge beyond the Body Technique level." Jin Douna's eyes were full of longing; this was a plan she had considered for a long time.

In this way, coming to the West Continent would not only not be exile, but would be a promotion.

Chen Yi considered and agreed.

Indeed, teaching Combat Skill Level knowledge on Earth is not safe. From another angle, if students are unwilling to go to the West Continent, then there is no need for them to learn Combat Skills.

"Do it well." Chen Yi looked at the cheering, jumping Jin Douna, childlike heart stirring, and messed up her hair into a tangled mess. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian. com) to vote Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)