In the plain area southwest of the imperial city of Yaxi, about 2,500 kilometers away, there is a traditional Xixuan federal city.
Before the Great Annihilation, this was a place where brown demons, black demons, red demons and white demons lived together. Various native and mixed races were artificially divided into different levels by the white demons and passed on from generation to generation.
After the Great Annihilation, this became a frontline city where the Xixuan Federation and the huge Daxia Empire of the Eastern Earth World fought hand to hand.
The Soul River, which runs from northwest to southeast, runs through the Shenzhu Plateau with thousands of miles of snow-capped mountains in its gurgling trickle. It merges with the melted ice and snow in thousands of ravines and roars all the way. It turns from extremely clear to extremely turbid, forming a river. A magnificent river.
The area it flows through forms a huge alluvial plain on the vast land, and then gathers more tributaries and winds its way southeast.
This traditional big city on the huge alluvial plain is Patbang, the hometown where countless Xixuan people were born, grew up, laughed, cried, died and were buried.
The Great Annihilation caused countless Xixuan people to die silently, the population decreased sharply, and the fertile land was reoccupied by forests.
Countless big trees over a hundred years old, stretching across the vast expanse of land, have turned the entire Soul River Basin into a paradise for wild animals.
In the 111th year of the Divine Enlightenment, on June 25, the Western Expeditionary Army arrived in Patbon.
Looking down from the huge display terminal on the "Kunpeng" vehicle, the entire vast land is endless.
In the green surroundings, the Soul River is like a white line, winding through the green ground and extending to the sky.
To the empire, this world of Xixuan is unfamiliar.
His Majesty the Emperor, who reorganized the Great Xia and tidied up the old mountains and rivers, used his peerless martial arts to drive out the Xixuan people who were scurrying around the world after the Great Annihilation. He had gone through hundreds of battles without hesitation.
Then, he integrated the different forces in Daxia, balanced the interests of the four great families and the eight major families, and returned the empire to the ranks of the world's leading powers. He was truly a hero of his generation.
However, even with such unparalleled combat power, the army of the empire led by His Majesty has never left the traditional territory of Daxia.
This is because, even before the Great Annihilation, Daxia was an ancient country with nearly six thousand years of cultural heritage, and the love of peace is a trait engraved in the genes of every Daxia person.
Daxia's army never goes abroad easily unless it is for defense.
After the Great Annihilation, humanity, which had already suffered the annihilation of its country and race, faced with such an empty home planet, why did it need to fight?
Countless wise men have never been able to figure out one question, and that is why Xixuan is determined to fight with Daxia.
Perhaps, this trip of the Western Expeditionary Army is one of the ways to find an answer to this question.
At this moment, General Wang Jueming was standing in front of the display system, deep in thought.
He didn't wake up until the Western Expeditionary Army's flying vehicle cluster approached Patbon.
Looking up, a huge city appeared on the horizon, as well as farms surrounding the city.
Based on the scale of the city we see in front of us, we can basically conclude that the main part of Patbon's city is most likely not underground, but the old traditional ground-level buildings.
There may be certain high-level natural people who live underground all year round in order to avoid the remaining radiation from the Great Annihilation, but certainly not all of them.
"Everyone disperses, hovers in the air, and releases small reconnaissance unmanned aerial vehicles!"
As the order was issued, dozens of small aircraft rushed out from the various portholes of the "Blue Bird" or "Kunpeng" and flew towards Patbon in the west.
…
In the heart of Patbon City, at a bend on the west bank of the Soul River, surrounded by countless ancient, decayed and ruined walls, there is a large square.
Roughly polished granite is paved into the ground of the square.
An unusually solemn building stands in the center of the square.
The style of this building is very different.
At its outermost periphery are four triangular black metal pillars that are hundreds of meters high, pointing straight into the sky.
The tops of the giant pillars meet at high altitude to form a sharp angle, forming an empty frame of a pyramid as a whole.
Under the magnificent empty frame of the pyramid, on the ground in the middle of the square, a pyramid with a height and width of thirty meters, still made of black metal, was built.
The four-sided pagoda is covered with various fine lines and patterns.
The spire of the pyramid is kept in a vertical line with the high spire, forming an alternative and avant-garde aesthetic.
This kind of beauty completely separates this grand building from the architectural style of the entire Patbon, making it appear so out of place.
It is precisely because of this incompatibility that this building appears extremely mysterious.
All the Xixuan people who survived after the Great Annihilation knew that this was the Great Temple of the God Lord.
A new religion that emerged after the Great Annihilation, a landmark building of the God Bishop.
This is the dojo that guides their souls into the embrace of God, and it is also a place of spiritual solace that relieves suffering.
There are almost no decorations in the empty temple. The four walls extend upward and converge to the roof.
There is only a triangular window in the middle of the upper end of the wall, which allows sunlight to shine into the empty interior floor of the temple in a triangular manner, making the obsidian floor shimmer with fluorescence.
Directly under the roof of the temple, there is a black metal wire hanging with a huge emblem.
This emblem is just a huge cross, with a circle on the upper end and a circle on the left and right ends. The centers of the three circles form a mysterious triangle.
Because of the pyramid structure of the temple, a four-sided triangular enclosed space is formed inside. With its natural stability, this huge hall does not have any pillars, making the space even more huge.
Around the hall, more than a dozen monks stood, all covered in gray linen robes.
Directly under the huge cross, in the middle of the vast hall, there was a simple stool.
Sitting on the stool was an old man wearing a black hooded robe.
The old man's old face was covered with dry wrinkles like orange peels.
However, on this wrinkled face, there is a pair of eyes, deep and bright, which seem to be able to see through everything.
The old man was currently communicating with a man in white robes who was crawling on the ground in front of him:
"Go, child, everything that needs to be done has been done, and the rest is left to God as the judge!"
The man in white robe raised his head, it was Carlos, the commander-in-chief of the West-Mexican Allied Forces.
His face was full of bitterness and tears that had not been wiped away:
"But, Lord Attendant of God, will Pat Country be handed over to the Yellow Demon Empire just like that?"
The old man shook his head:
"No, no, this is not something you should consider. If necessary, leave it to the Yellow Demon Empire. The God Lord will decide..."
Carlos looked a little painful:
"Sir, nearly 200,000 coalition troops have been wiped out, and millions of civilians in Pat State are about to face aliens...
But, but... after all these years, why do we want to provoke the Yellow Demon Empire? "
Carlos was still a little reluctant and looked into the old man's eyes.
The old man's eyes were still clear and firm:
"Child, I see doubt in your eyes and lack of firmness towards the Lord of God. This is not the kind of cowardice you should have.
We are all servants of the Lord God. Our lives and beliefs, our bodies and blood are all given by the Lord God. In order to live eternally in His Kingdom of God, you must be firm! "
Carlos lowered his eyelids, stood up, bowed, and drew an invisible triangle on the upper, left, and right sides of his chest with his hands:
"Yes, Lord Attendant of God, as you wish, all the federal troops have retreated to the Bespies Plains west of the Gospel Mountain Range.
All the remaining armies of Pat State have evacuated and retreated to the endless forests and mountains.
All the mages and ascetics who temporarily participated in the war have returned to the ascetic places on the God Lord Plateau..."
The Great God Attendant nodded, and there was no sadness in his deep eyes:
"Okay, don't hesitate, go ahead, return to the federal government and continue to perform your duties for the Xixuan Federation.
Remember, the world you see, the living beings you sympathize with, and the life you like are just tests given to you by God!
The current failure may be the best foreshadowing for future success! "
"As ordered, I will go and say goodbye to the Speaker and then leave."
Carlos no longer hesitated and turned to leave.
The old man raised his head and looked at the huge badge above his head, and did not look away for a long time.
After a long time, he lowered his head and whispered:
"At least we're on the right track, right?"
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The Western Expeditionary Army, the flagship of "Kunpeng".
Dozens of small "Yellow Bird" vehicles dispatched have returned.
All the detection data were collected, and the latest holographic system of Patbon City was generated in the center of the flagship's war room hall.
It can be seen from the system that the cities built along both sides of the Soul River are fifty or sixty kilometers long from east to west. This scale was considered a very large city even before the Great Annihilation.
However, the entire city is extremely desolate and decadent. In many places, the most basic civilian factories are still using the most primitive fossil fuels to convert into power sources. The huge and towering chimneys are always emitting thick smoke.
There are all kinds of winding streets that follow the shape of the place. The pavement is broken and full of potholes.
Many dilapidated houses have been covered with various vines and plants, and no trace of their original appearance can be seen. They are full of vitality but also appear to be in decline.
A large number of civilians are busy and busy for their livelihood.
The city in front of me seems to have stumbled out of the dust of history, and has not had time to shake off the smoke and dust all over it.
The old-fashioned look of Patbon City shows no signs of any improvement or development by the federal government in the past hundred years.
The empire's counties and cities, even the most remote and least strategic ones, would be like beautiful cities in dreams compared with this place.
However, these dilapidations, obsolescence, and backwardness are nothing. The most important thing is that the holographic system shows that there is basically no city defense or armed force in the entire city-state.
Around the periphery of the city, at different directions, there are countless wide open spaces that are vacant, littered with all kinds of domestic garbage and debris, as if an army had once been temporarily stationed there.
The planned federal army concentration center of the Western Expedition was not found.
The Patbon arsenal, material production, and distribution center envisioned by the staff and Yasi were simply like a legend without a shadow.
At the very least, there should be a large number of panicked and defeated remaining federal soldiers.
But, still nothing.
Throughout the city, even the scattered police officers maintaining order on the streets were wielding the most primitive batons.
General Wang and all the command and staff were dumbfounded.
Is the federal government setting up a legendary ancient conspiracy?
Or are they just completely screwed?
"Where did so many of the Federation's mechas, artillery fire, mines and defense systems come from?"
"So many warlocks, oh, no, where are the magicians they call trained?"
"Don't we even need basic military strength?"
Information that surprised everyone kept emerging in General Wang's mind.
General Wang vaguely felt that things were not as expected by Yaxi and himself, and that the situation was somewhat beyond expectations.
"Carry out more detection! Use a blue bird equipped with a large geological detection instrument to fly over the city for mapping and detection to prevent military forces from lurking underground!"
General Wang was worried. He thought of cities as deep underground as Iasi, so he issued this latest order.
