He was not worried about his hands—the Empire had the most advanced medical technology. It was not difficult to regenerate a broken limb. Even if it could not return in a short time, cells in the body could also repair the injured body. It was just that it took longer and the pain would naturally delay longer.

Heinrich sat silently on the ground, his eyelids like a heavy object with more than a dozen tons, rising reluctantly, barely maintaining his gaze that could be closed at any time - he was very tired. The severe pain, coupled with the rapid exhaustion of physical strength, had caused him unprecedented distress. His thoughts became very slow, his body was soft and weak, and his muscles and skin felt a little numb. It seemed that he was firmly absorbed by the gravity of the earth and it was difficult to move. Although this extremely uncomfortable feeling was slowly fading with the repair of the cells, it also made him slow to react, and he was even unable to compare with a normal person.

He sat blankly, not knowing what he should do. The blonde hair, which was stained with too much blood, drifted away from his forehead, blocked his eyes and swayed back and forth, and his dreams were dreaming and the scenery that was close to him was also clearly seen.

"I... am so stupid."

He raised his head and murmured to himself: "I actually want to oppose the emperor... Ambition and belief are certainly the greatest motivation to promote the goal. But I forgot the most fundamental principle... that is... strength."

He finally understood the real reason for Yang Hua's failure—the huge military suppression, centralized attacks by high-level psychics, and various advantages in geographical advantage and material assistance... It is not even a mere "space wild wolf" legion that can match, let alone turn the situation around and take advantage of the situation.

The Joint Doctors Association and the Skeleton Knights, they are different from all the enemies they encountered before. They are not comparable to the group forces like the "Sword of God" that expand by religious anesthesia alone. They are like two huge and heavy mountains, pressing tightly in Heinrich's heart and cannot be shaken at all.

"Perhaps, only the emperor is their real opponent."

He climbed to the top of power at all times, but was swept away by a sudden storm like duckweed... The gap between them was too big, and it hit Heinrich's brain like a heavy hammer. For the first time in his life, he had questions about himself. He even began to question whether everything he had done was right or wrong?

......

Perhaps in order to match the passage of time, the curved front represented by red on the map is also slowly moving towards the direction of No. 19 City of Life.

Ule has become a ruin. The radiation wave with strong energy completely covers everything there. The ground is full of human remains, burnt corpses in the ruins. The buildings with shattered glass are like empty skeletons in their eye sockets. Occasionally, giant rats who have been lucky enough to crawl through the city, but a clear and eye-catching blood mark is left behind. Most of their skins are cracked, revealing bright red muscles. The ulceration, bacterial infections, mutant viruses caused by strong radiation... no one knows what this place will look like in the future. Such is like Chernobyl in the old era, or another wasteland that still takes a hundred years to restore peace.

Qi Yue's movement was very fast. A week later, the vanguard of the Third Army had arrived at a location of more than 200 kilometers northeast of Nizhny Novgorod. It was as desolate as a century ago, with sparsely populated areas, and almost all of them were hard frozen soil along the way. Although the underground contained oil, perhaps rare earths, iron, coal and other minerals, it was difficult to develop and utilize it. After all, in the wasteland world, oil no longer had the same transcendent status as the old times. Electricity has gradually replaced its energy advantages to a large extent. What people most urgently need is food, which is pure water that can be directly consumed. Occupying an unpolluted lake is more meaningful than ruling the entire Persian Gulf.

Although the radio waves received continuous interference from radiation, Lin Xiang still received a telegram from Fang Yujie on the sixth day after departure by relying on the relay reception station set up along the way.

The content mainly tells the entire battle process of destroying Ule with nuclear bombs, as well as the next action plan of the Red Republican Army, and the attack targets of the Third Army.

The intercepting of radio wave content in the middle can only be seen in old spy war books. Radiation reduces the possibility of leakage to the lowest level. In addition to Griffith's uninformed secret agents... Except for the emperor, no one knows what kind of content is recorded on those sheets of paper.

"We must speed up and attack the City of Life from the east directly."

Lin Xiang took a last look at the text on the telegram, and a ball of flame rose directly from the center of his palm, watching it being swallowed by the fire, burned out, and turned into a pile of ashes blown away by the wind.

This is a basin and is also a temporary stationing point selected during the journey.

"The commander of Wang Biao's army has sent five brigades of reinforcements. They will arrive in a week at the latest. Do you need to wait for them?"

In the wide military tent, Zhou Hao, wearing the uniform of a major general, still maintained a standard military standing posture. Perhaps because of his childhood experience and development too early, his appearance looked much older than his actual age. He was tall and handsome, with his long curly hair that had just fallen to his ears, and his gentle and soft appearance in public always made people feel that there seemed to be a warm sunshine. It was like a slightly shy boy next door, not an imperial general who held the power of his hand and had the powerful power of parasitic general.

"It's too late. According to the scheduled plan, an attack must be launched in the early morning of the day after tomorrow."

Lin Xiang patted the paper ash on his palm, took out a black box the size of a palm from his shirt pocket, and tossed and looked carefully.

This is something the ruling officer brought back with Yang Hua’s gene gland. According to the understanding of researchers from the Imperial Academy of Sciences, it should be a small magnetic field driven by high-efficiency batteries. It can hinder the external release effect of human biological energy, and minimize the carrier’s biological kinetic energy by fading or even completely blocking. Once the dispersed thinking consciousness collides with it, the signal feedback back to the brain will be weakened due to the degree of collision and is reduced to the standard of ordinary people.

With the current technological level of the Empire, it is actually not difficult to copy or even mass production. But no matter what, this still requires a series of detailed disassembly and analysis. At least in the next few months, the high-level psychics of the Empire Legion will not be able to equip a large amount of equipment.

"I can understand your thoughts. But... our march is too fast, and more than 70,000 follow-up legion members have not arrived. In addition, various heavy weapons that require vehicles to be loaded... The entire army will be fully equipped, and it will take at least two days."

Zhou Hao's tone revealed anxiety. No matter from any perspective, he felt that the emperor's decision was too hasty. Or it should be said that it was hasty.

"I can't wait that long----"

Lin Xiang put away the black box, stood up from his chair, and slowly walked to the door of the open tent, looking at the gloomy and suppressed radiation clouds in the sky that almost made people want to go crazy, and the dusk that was dim and could be swallowed by the darkness at any time, saying word by word: "Yang Hua is dead. The gene glands can only recreate another copyist who looks the same as his, but it will never be able to resurrect him. I didn't want to use too intense means to deal with the Skeleton Knights, but they chose to start earlier than me. No matter who planned and operated this matter specifically... he had to pay the price."

Zhou Hao nodded silently. He looked at Lin Xiang with his back to him and said with a serious expression: "What do you mean... directly launch an attack with all the elite parasitas to completely destroy the core power of Life City No. 19?"

Under the reflection of the remaining sunset, Lin Xiang's body dragged out a shadow several meters long on the ground. His voice was filled with indescribable coldness and gloom, his desire for blood, and his urgent desire to abuse and ravage everything.

“This world has changed…”

From the perspective of Zhou Hao standing, it is impossible to see Lin Xiang's twitching facial muscles. He stretched his fingers hard, as if he wanted to grab something in the void. He held it tightly and crushed it hard, and his voice trembled slightly due to emotional changes: "Ordinary people can never become the protagonists of the world. They and us are two different ethnic groups. I only now understand the true meaning of the sentence "Some people are born slaves, while some are born rulers" and no one can give up what they get. The old people in the old era were just boring jokes used by the rulers as a boring joke to comfort themselves. The superiors could not give them new benefits at most... they only used various beautiful languages ​​as disguise. When the crowd was in a strong way, they were extremely reluctant to leave, but they must

You have to throw a bone with flesh out. Hahahaha... I don't know if you can understand it. After all, you haven't really experienced that era. Oil prices, taxes, medical benefits... These words are too far away from you, just like we are crazy about exploiting benefits from slaves and civilians, but they have to bear it silently. There may be many people who dream of resisting, but few people actually implement it. The winner is called an uprising. The loser is called a riot. They are also overthrowing the upper rule, but there are two completely different statements. Whether it is the Joint Doctors Association or the Skeleton Knights, they are all groups that want to possess the most interests, and they are the rulemakers of this game. In their opinion, the Empire is the largest rebel at present. It will definitely kill and destroy."

"This kind of game has lasted for thousands of years in human history. Time will prove everything and change everything. But... if they kill people who should not be killed, I must shorten the time that should have been given to them. This is an action that fundamentally shows their attitude. Now it is not the time to completely conquer them, but they must understand that the world is no longer dominated by two major forces. The next time I am preparing to make a similar reaction, at least I should consider what consequences will bring about angering the empire--"

Zhou Hao said "hmm" thoughtfully, but did not completely eliminate the doubts on his face. He thought for a few minutes and said, "There is one thing that I don't quite understand."

"What's up?"

Lin Xiang did not turn around and asked calmly.

"Why did you want Captain Rock Legion to push southwest?"

Zhou Hao's face was full of solemnity: "I have checked the latest exploration map - the mountains in that direction are dense, with a range of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, almost all of them are severe radiation areas, there are no large families, and the Joint Doctors Association and the Skeleton Knights have not set up settlements there. The "White Brand" Legion has a total of 180,000 full military system, all of which are invested in the southwest direction... Will it be too many?"

Lin Xiang was silent for a moment, turned slowly, looked at Zhou Hao with a scrutiny, and said, "How much do you know about the old era?"

"I have read some books found in the ruins. It was a period of glorious civilization in human history. There are some specific examples, but not many. After all... I am still studying it."

Zhou Hao's words are very sincere.

Lin Xiang laughed: "There is no need to be so nervous, I just ask casually."

As he said that, he asked lightly: "You should know that humans in the old era made many high-tech machinery. Aircraft should be the most representative masterpieces. Above it, there is another launch vehicle that can break through the Earth's atmosphere and directly enter space."

"Yes, I've seen it in an old magazine called "Aerospace."

Zhou Hao nodded repeatedly: "It is said that the universe is an infinite space, which is completely different from the earth."

"No one knows what exists in the depths of the universe. Like our predecessors, we are all looking for answers."

Lin Xiang's tone was plain and calm, as if he was talking about something uncommon: "The life of a superpower is equivalent to infinite. We have many things to do. However, some things that are done early are always much better than doing late."

Zhou Hao did not answer. He continued to wait for what Lin Xiang had not finished speaking later.

"You should look at the map of the old era. To the southwest, there is a location called "Jiuquan". That is the real reason why I sent Locke and a whole army to attack there. It is very likely that our future and hope still exists there. Things buried by time, machinery that have been buried underground for more than a century, may still work. Haha... As you said just now, the universe is an infinite space. But under our feet is a limited earth."

......

Darkness envelops the entire earth.

The wilderness at night is more dangerous than during the day. However, the rotten wolf and mutant hyenas, as the incarnation of death, can only linger in groups on the edge of the basin, looking at the location covered by countless tents from afar, with fishy saliva flowing, and roaring in a low voice, fearless and unwilling to do so.

The hands on the watch have crossed the 2 a.m. scale.

Dozens of imperial priests in black robes were responsible for presiding on prayers in various military tents. Thousands of imperial parasite officers knelt on one knee, praying silently to the emperor's tent in the direction of the camp in the most pious tone. Low-level priests and pharmacists shuttled between the tents of ordinary soldiers, distributing first aid and food to each tactical team. The heavy tanks that took off the cannon jackets have completed a series of supplements such as refueling. Compared with the self-propelled howitzers who followed the troops to cooperate in combat, they are no longer the steel knights who rushed to the front of the team in the old era, but under the threat of radiation, they have to become an embarrassing existence of infantry mobile bunkers.

Human civilization will eventually continue. In the future, they may still have time to return to the radiation battlefield and become the decisive force.

Sorrow is the most effective hormone for anger and violent tyranny.

Lin Xiang must avenge Yang Hua. But he was not so crazy that he lost his calmness————————attacking the target, only limited to the City of Life No. 19. He did not intend to push the front directly to Europe farther away. It was beyond the normal supply range of the empire, and even if he could defeat it, the dangers arise. If you want to show your majesty and will, you only need to kill every opponent in City of Life No. 19. Use your own lives to fill the trenches of anger... It would be stupid to do that, and it would not be worth the loss.

A total of 3,688 parasites of different stars. This is the biggest ace in Lin Xiang's hands and the core of the Imperial Guard Corps. In addition to the 200 officers who must stay in the imperial capital, as well as the elites in the eastern coastal areas and under Wang Biao, this is already all the strength he can mobilize.

All the imperial guards were dispatched.

The total number of troops from the imperial capital was as high as 60,000. In addition, there were more than 200,000 follow-up troops moving from the southern and northern fronts. Calculated in terms of time and distance, the second and third batches of reinforcements could no longer catch up with the attack in two hours. Their role was to maintain the initiative on the battlefield and at the same time clear out the surrounding areas. In Lin Xiang's eyes, the sixteen family forces that depended on the Joint Doctors Association had no need to exist. The best way to calm the anger was to kill them all.

More than 40 minutes ago, the scouts scattered in the north sent back news about the defeat of the entire "Space Wolf" Legion. According to the remaining soldiers of the legion, nearly sixty hours have passed since the defeat.

Lin Xiang did not announce the news to the public—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Morning prayer is over.

The imperial guards who were lined up in neatly began to be organized into the attack sequence in batches.

Surrounded by two other parasitic adjutants, Zhou Hao walked past the excited officer and stood at the front of the queue.

He turned around and looked at the emperor's tent not far away. He raised his right hand holding a large-caliber shotgun and burst out with a thunderous roar.
Chapter completed!