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170: Chapter 170 100% Shell Interception Rate!

The mission Zhao Zhenyuan assigned to everyone was to annihilate more than fifty percent of the enemy forces.

Only by achieving such a casualty ratio would the Baiou Empire and the Black Earth Tribe retreat.

In the past, as long as the death toll exceeded twenty percent, everyone would give up the struggle for overseas resource locations, but this time it was different; this time, the Alien Ruins and two high-concentration star crystal mines were worth three countries fighting to the death for.

A fifty percent casualty ratio was still an optimistic estimate. Not to mention the Baiou Empire, given the temperament of Morpheus of the Black Earth Tribe, he might even be prepared to sacrifice his entire army just to take the Qiyuan Mountains.

This was destined to be a tough battle!

Li Mo soon led his Independent Regiment to the location of Height 212.

Behind Height 212 was a cliff, with an altitude of about one thousand meters, from where one could roughly overlook the entire topography of the Qiyuan Mountains.

After surveying the terrain, Li Mo and the officers of the Independent Regiment immediately issued combat orders to the entire regiment.

The 1st Battalion was responsible for the left flank, because that was the only path within Li Mo's defensive perimeter that could lead into the interior of the Qiyuan Mountains, and it had to be held.

The 2nd Battalion was responsible for the right flank, primarily to support the 1st Battalion, and if conditions permitted, to assist other friendly units.

The 3rd Battalion, acting as the reconnaissance battalion, was responsible for monitoring the enemy's movements at all times, reporting to Li Mo immediately, and also concurrently protecting the Artillery Battalion.

Li Mo arranged for the Artillery Battalion to be positioned directly on the edge of the cliff; this was the safest location. For the enemy to break through the Artillery Battalion, they would either have to attack from the cliff or completely annihilate the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Battalions, which could be said to be extremely difficult.

In this defensive battle, the struggle for the high ground was the most important aspect.

Height 212 had a wide field of view, and the Artillery Battalion could reach positions within tens of kilometers from here, making its strategic position irreplaceable.

In front of the entire regiment of ten thousand men, Li Mo began to issue orders: "Everyone, listen up! Get to your designated combat positions at maximum speed, build defensive fortifications, and hold off the enemy's attack with everything you've got! Remember, if the casualty ratio has not exceeded fifty percent, no one is allowed to retreat without orders!"

"Yes!"

Under Li Mo's orders, everyone performed their duties; the Artillery Battalion began setting up cannons, and the 1st and 2nd Battalions began constructing fortifications.

Not long after, a dazzling sun began to rise from the east. Li Mo stood on the cliff, feeling the warmth of the sunlight, yet his expression was extremely solemn.

The entire earth began to tremble. Looking up, ahead was a dense crowd of people, like ants.

The Black Earth Tribe's army of six hundred thousand looked like a steel behemoth, slowly pressing towards the Qiyuan Mountains.

The forces Zhao Zhenyuan had deployed in the east of the Qiyuan Mountains only amounted to about two hundred and thirty thousand, and these two hundred and thirty thousand troops had to withstand the attack of the enemy's six hundred thousand-strong army.

Looking at the dense number of enemies, everyone couldn't help but swallow hard. Even if they had the determination to win, at this moment, they couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts.

Can this battle really be won?

Before anyone could react, beams of light like meteors were already attacking from the Black Earth Tribe's army, as if a dense rain of arrows, bombing every corner of the Qiyuan Mountains.

Although the Black Earth Tribe's level of technology was backward, it did not mean they lacked technology; they also had modern high-tech weapons they had developed themselves.

Although they could not compare with the weapons of the White Gull Empire and the Great Xia, they still possessed terrifying lethality on such a battlefield.

Fortunately, Height 212, where Li Mo was stationed, was relatively high, and the Black Earth Tribe's bombs could not reach it. However, the other brother units were not so lucky. As the Black Earth Tribe's bombardment descended, almost at the same time, every part of the Qiyuan Mountains was blasted into a scene of devastation.

Just this one round of bombardment had caused at least ten thousand casualties for the Great Xia.

However, the Great Xia would not let the Black Earth Tribe bomb them like this. Zhao Zhenyuan had let Li Mo's Independent Regiment and the elite troops of the army occupy the high ground precisely to stop the Black Earth Tribe's bombardment.

"Artillery Battalion, take action immediately! Intercept their shells!"

"Yes!"

As radar after radar began to start up, the trajectories of the Black Earth Tribe's shells soon appeared on the radar.

The commander of the Artillery Battalion, Zhang Ran, immediately began to issue commands.

"Everyone listen up, this is our Artillery Battalion's first battle, and we must fight it beautifully! Utilize your Manipulation Type talent abilities! Open fire!"

After Zhang Ran's order, most of the soldiers of the Artillery Battalion immediately entered their cannons.

The most powerful aspect of Manipulation Type talent ability users was that they were much more sensitive and precise in grasping the timing of firing than computer systems!

Because they controlled the cannons, or even the shells themselves, with their consciousness!

The stronger the Manipulation Type ability user, the stronger their independent awareness of the things they were manipulating.

It could be said that once a Manipulation Type talent user cultivated to the Liangyi Realm, the things they manipulated could already be considered a part of their own body!

Coupled with the assistance of computer and radar systems, they could achieve an almost one hundred percent interception rate against the enemy's shells.

Therefore, when the Black Earth Tribe's positions bombarded again, the sky instantly bloomed with brilliant light, like fireworks, and almost all of the Black Earth Tribe's shells were intercepted in mid-air.

It is worth mentioning that Manipulation Type talent users were almost exclusive to the Great Xia.

Because whether it was the Baiou Empire or the Black Earth Tribe, it was almost impossible for Manipulation Type talent users to appear in their population's genes; just like the Black Earth Tribe's medical units, they were unique units belonging to the Great Xia!

In this way, a large number of casualties were avoided.

"Good! Zhang Ran! Well done!"

Seeing this scene, Li Mo's mouth curled into a smile, and he praised Zhang Ran.

This Zhang Ran was originally a prisoner in the Rainforest Mining Area. After being rescued by Li Mo, he was completely convinced by Li Mo and even volunteered to form the Artillery Battalion, finally living up to Li Mo's cultivation.

Just at this moment, Li Mo suddenly received a communication message from the front line.

After connecting, it turned out to be from Regiment Commander Zhao Xin of the Langliu Battalion.

"General Li, the enemy is preparing to charge. I would like to request that you drop a few more rounds of artillery on my position. The enemy's assault is too strong, and I'm afraid my troops won't be able to hold!"

The position Regiment Commander Zhao Xin was responsible for was at the very front of the Qiyuan Mountains, and it was not far from Height 212. Once his position fell, Li Mo's Height 212 would have to bear the enemy's assault.

Li Mo did not hesitate and immediately replied: "Good! No problem!"

With the shelling ineffective, the enemy army was bound to launch a large-scale charge.

The black clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it. Standing on Height 212, Li Mo looked down; the Black Earth Tribe's six hundred thousand-strong army split into different directions, blew the horns of charge, and began to launch an offensive towards the various positions of the Qiyuan Mountains.

In the era of high martial arts, the most tragic battles were, after all, hand-to-hand combat!

For a moment, the sounds of slaughter almost shook the heavens and the earth!

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