Chapter 270: Where Did Our Army

The radio broadcast repeats over and over, propagating throughout the solar system.

Almost every soldier who joined the fight can receive the news from their nearest Communicator.

Terra's surface.

At a newly established frontline position, several Astat of Helusu's Son Legion stare puzzled at the echoing voice in the Communicator, wondering what exactly is happening beyond the solar system.

Helusu keeps the victory advance of his subordinates strictly secret, so frontline soldiers are not told about Fulikes and others' daring maneuvers, and they are completely unaware that a massive loyal legion stands behind them.

But at this moment, regarding the "deceleration belt" in the news, they furrow their brows and stare at each other, astonished at who could be so bold as to address the Empire War General and the Empire's future emperor directly.

Meanwhile, the loyalist side reacts far more directly: amidst an already desperate situation, they erupt in cheers that fill the sky.

Rogdoen, though earlier had angrily cursed Xisi as an amateur, is more aggressive than anyone else in publicizing the reinforcement news.

Moreover, he not only detailed how powerful Xisi's legion is, but also added a bit of artistic embellishment that doesn't stray far from reality.

One point of that is that Xisi's legion will arrive very quickly—super fast!

Thus, since the message arrives via radio rather than interstellar star‑speech, Rogdoen's artistic embellishment has actually come true!

The solar system is not holding out alone; not far away at this very moment, a massive Imperial reinforcement is already extremely close!

Even after Xisi's radio transmission, a wave of exhilarating cheers erupts, noisy in the radio.

At this moment, the Terra Imperial Palace serves as Rogdoen's command post.

Accompanied by the rising and falling cheers from the nearby Communicator and the once‑dormant asteroid belt, artillery fire spreads again.

At the forefront, Rogdoen looks puzzled at Xisi's words in the Communicator:

"Deceleration belt?"

Initially, Pluto and Neptune fell in succession, and Mars also fell into the flames of war.

Rogdoen's eyes, already somewhat somber, become even more puzzled now.

Although Makado previously spoke up, as the blocked side, Rogdoen knows very little about Xisi's situation.

Now, faced with the first piece of new information he barely obtained, he can only stare in confusion at the three words "deceleration belt".

"What does that mean?"

Rogdoen looks puzzled at his subordinates, who all glance at each other, then shift their gaze to the people further ahead.

As Terra's decisive battle begins, Motarian, under Nagu's direct order, still arrives hesitantly.

On Rogdoen's side, Chagris's eagle Chahatai Khan and Archangel Saint Gilies finally arrive at Terra.

Actually there is also the fire lizard lord Volgan, but Volgan was thrown by the Emperor into the Netway to assist the Emperor in the Netway war.

At this very moment.

Rogdoen sits at the top; just a head lower on either side, Chahatai Khan and Saint Gilies sit as equals.

The three Original Bodies dress differently, yet each resembles a small giant, holding their own weapons, accompanied by their offspring, towering like statues at the summit.

Facing Rogdoen's puzzlement, the gazes of the Yellow Imperial Fist, the Red Holy Blood Angel, the White White Scar, and numerous mortal commanders sweep around, finally resting on Saint Gilies.

After all, as an Original Body who has personally seen Xisi, only Saint Gilies has the most authority to speak.

Saint Gilies recalls those ten starships; though he is reluctant to admit it, facing everyone's confusion, he hesitates before speaking:

"Perhaps Lord Sisi's words aren't a metaphor, just simply…"

"Literal meaning."

Literal meaning???

Everyone is even more puzzled; Rogdoen and Chahatai Khan exchange a glance—being Original Bodies, they understand what Saint Gilies means.

They just can't fathom what Xisi is actually doing that could turn Helusu's blocking forces and the various asteroid‑ and fortress‑world‑based defenses into a deceleration belt that just rolls right over them!

At this point, recalling Makado's earlier conclusion, everyone feels a strange sensation arise within.

It feels as if a second ago they were agonizing over how to hold Terra when the forces were severely mismatched.

The next second they suddenly learn that this war, once deemed hopeless, could actually be fought as if it were a game!

Rogdoen and the others lower their heads with inexplicable looks, unsure what to say.

On the other side, Helusu, who also learned the news, can no longer focus solely on Terra; he must turn his—indeed most—attention to what lies behind.

Aksymand and others dutifully bow their heads beneath Helusu, while Helusu stares blankly at these "human heroes", his face stuck in a daze from the newly received news.

Even the observing Original Bodies Fugrem, Angelon, and others wear rare blank expressions, staring at the youngsters.

This scene leaves all onlookers utterly stunned.

War General lost his mind?

Although this is also a marvel, the most terrifying aspect is that even Angelon remains rooted, unusually calm!

Until Peturabo, commanding at the front, asks out of curiosity what's happening behind and why it's suddenly quiet, Helusu slowly withdraws his gaze.

"Hey? Hey?!"

Bang~

Helusu, before everyone, lowers his head and turns off Peturabo's Communicator.

He then takes a deep breath, lifts his eyes to look at Aksymand before him.

After holding back for a while, even hesitating unusually, he opens his mouth several times before finally speaking:

"So…"

"You never, from start to finish, even shot down a single enemy ship?"

Helusu asks calmly, each word measured, without any emotional fluctuation.

Even without understanding Helusu, everyone knows this is a prelude to emotions suppressed to the brink, about to explode.

And Helusu truly is so; outwardly calm as he looks at Aksymand and the others, but inside a massive wave roils.

Because you can tell me you have fallen, and you can tell me Xisi's army is powerful.

But you cannot tell me that Xisi's advance was exactly as he just said—truly just rolling straight through!!!

And when faced with Helusu's earnest questioning, and seeing the other's brows gradually furrow in a hesitant silence.

As the second Akexi Mande, finally drenched in cold sweat, his bent waist rose a few times then stalled, before he suddenly bent his waist completely, daring not to embellish any further, and loudly stated the facts:

"To be precise, not even the opponent's paint was scratched!"