98: Chapter 98 Unification of the World, Superior Defensive Preparations

Ruler's heart skipped a beat, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

That damn commander, five thousand wolf cavalry, and they couldn't even keep an eye on unarmed slaves?

He did not know that this damned commander had already died in battle for him.

The army gradually charging over the horizon bore the banner of the Wolf God Khanate, which featured a giant golden wolf.

"Long live!" After a brief commotion, the soldiers of the Wolf God Khanate realized that the charging forces were actually allies, so their morale soared, and they let out a deafening roar like a landslide or tsunami.

The soldiers of the Mad Wolf Khanate were the exact opposite, but upon seeing that golden wolf flag, they almost collapsed in despair.

The massive roar caused the super warriors engaged in fierce combat to pause for a moment, while the Divine Warrior morale was greatly boosted, and they took down several Behemoths in an instant.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Lang Yan hurriedly shouted: "Blow the horn, the whole army attacks!"

Amidst the intense sound of the ox-horn bugle, he dug his limbs into the ground and charged out rapidly.

The banner of the Son of God followed closely, and the countless army also followed tightly behind.

A tidal wave of anger swept in.

The pincer attack from both sides, combined with fragile morale, caused the Mad Wolf Khanate's army to quickly scatter and collapse; even the powerful Behemoth warriors began to hesitate, and some turned and fled.

Like a snowball rolling, the deserters broke through the obstruction of the military law officers and fled in all directions, regardless of the consequences.

"Pursue! Capture Ruler!"

Lang Yan shouted.

"Capture Ruler!"

On the other side, the army of the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance was gradually approaching the battlefield, but the powerful force swooping down from the sky made them afraid to act rashly.

"Clan Chiefs, the Mad Wolf Khanate has now been defeated, and the Wolf God Khanate has already surrendered to our Great Qin. Clan Chiefs, is there any need to consider whether to fight or surrender?"

A strategist riding an Iron Feather Crane, under the protection of a White-Clothed Sword Cultivator, said proudly before the leaders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance.

"Oh? Is that true?" a leader asked skeptically.

"In three days, come to Yun City. If you do not come, you will be killed without mercy!" The strategist turned, mounted the Iron Feather Crane, and left behind a murderous statement.

The Clan Chiefs were furious, but there was nothing they could do about the person flying into the sky, so they had to sigh and set up camp on the spot to think of countermeasures.

Five days later, in Xianyang, which was the former Qin City.

In the palace, the nobles of various races lowered their proud heads, prostrated themselves, and knelt before Zhao Feng.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Emperor!"

The Wolf God Khanate, the only one with super warriors, surrendered without a fight; the king of the Mad Wolf Khanate was nowhere to be found, but his army had been defeated, and the country had perished. The weakest, the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance, naturally had no choice but to grit their teeth and surrender.

Fortunately, Zhao Feng did not mistreat these surrendering people and took good care of them, though only this generation. Their descendants would become ordinary citizens of Great Qin, contributing to the construction of Great Qin.

Morning court sessions and the like were very boring, but what excited Zhao Feng was that the age of empires base had finally reached its ultimate stage—the age of empires.

The age of empires is the era following the feudal age. It is the dividing line between the modern and ancient times, and can also be called the early modern period. In the age of empires, musketeers and cannons can already be recruited; from a historical perspective, it is roughly equivalent to the Ming Dynasty.

This is the end of the cold weapon era. Although various heavy armors are still active, the strongest military force is no longer cavalry clad in thick armor, but the god of war—the cannon.

Zhao Feng could only sigh, fearing that these cannons would not have a place to be used.

With the unification of the Planet of the Dead civilization, the time for planting the planet tree was drawing closer, and the destructive monsters—the Demons—would appear accordingly.

Zhao Feng had to be 120,000% alert to stop the Demons' attack. The Demons on Taichu Star were only in their larval stage, yet they had already beaten those ancient Vicious Beasts to a pulp, and in the end, it was only by relying on human wave tactics that they managed to drown the Demons. It is unknown whether the war on the Planet of the Dead will have such luck.

If Zhao Feng were still turned into a big tree, he would have to rely on his subordinates to fight. Given the ferocity of the Demons, ordinary units have limited damage against them. Unless quantitative changes can truly lead to qualitative changes, it is better not to have too many ordinary units. Therefore, the cultivation of a group of elite experts is necessary.

Among the System experts, the White-Clothed Sword Cultivator and the Temple Protector might be useful, so they can be sent out to upgrade the army's Rank; a Gold-Rank White-Clothed Sword Cultivator should surely not be too bad.

Besides the System units, there were only a few high-level figures. For example, Taoist Xuan Kong, Old Monk Wugou, Meng, An, etc. These experts were all figures second only to him; additionally, there was the Wolf God, Lang Yan.

Like Taoist Xuan Kong and Old Monk Wugou, both had System knowledge, so Zhao Feng did not need to worry about them. As for Meng, he could teach him Martial Skills, while Lang Yan's improvement was the most convenient—that is, expanding faith.

A god's strength is closely related to their believers. Like Zhao Feng's War God priesthood and Lang Yan's Wolf God priesthood, as long as there is a massive amount of believers providing Power Of Faith, they can improve rapidly.

Power Of Faith is a strange force similar to transformation points, possessing incredible characteristics. Power Of Faith seems to be omnipotent to a certain extent. By collecting Power Of Faith, it can be accumulated and converted into Divine Power, which can be turned into means of attack; creation and destruction are both within a single thought.

Therefore, the fastest way to improve strength currently is to spread faith.

Great Qin unified the world, but its rule over various regions was still very weak. Therefore, in the coming days, carrying out rule to the end would be the main task for the future. Only after strengthening the ruling power could faith be spread to obtain stronger Divine Power.

A year passed very quickly.

Over the past year, War God temples bloomed and spread across the entire planet along with the rule of Great Qin. Unlike gods like Zhao Feng who could not use Power Of Faith, Lang Yan, under the abundance of Power Of Faith, turned into a super expert with a rating of over 600 points.

A large amount of Power Of Faith was converted into Divine Power. With sufficient Divine Power and Zhao Feng's advice, Lang Yan used Divine Power to open up a Divine Power Small World. This Small World was not complete, and only Soul bodies could survive within it. But this was shocking enough; the appearance of the Wolf God's Divine Kingdom caused the number of believers to swell once again.

Although Zhao Feng, as the main god, could not possess such miraculous abilities, one must know that within the halo of faith behind Zhao Feng, the Wolf God was just the most dazzling one among countless small dots.

Zhao Feng could mobilize the Divine Power possessed by the Wolf God priesthood, but he could not construct it into attack methods such as Spells. Zhao Feng's strongest means remained the physical changes brought about by the Steel Body.

Even Zhao Feng's Martial Skill cultivation could not compete with the strength of his body. After a year of arduous training, the Steel Body had Advanced to an Advanced Steel Body, comparable to a real Superman.

Relying on the body of the Steel Body, combined with powerful Martial Skills, Zhao Feng was also very confident about the arrival of the Demons.

The transformation points had long been met, but Zhao Feng hesitated to make up his mind to plant, as he needed to consider every possibility.

Exhausting the power of the Great Qin Empire and the System, over the past year, on the vast plains, Zhao Feng had built an incredibly terrifying defensive circle.

The number and strength of the Demons were unknown, so various preparations had to be made. Large-scale military operations naturally required defensive buildings and the garrison of soldiers, so outside the core city, Zhao Feng had built... a dense nine-layer defensive circle. These defensive circles were composed of artillery batteries, arrow towers, barracks, and tall, majestic city walls.

The foundation here was incredibly solid, which could prevent the Demons from launching attacks from beneath the earth. The sky above the city was guarded by small-caliber cannons, giant ballistae, and the Iron Feather Crane air force; the consumption of massive resources made the defensive firepower incredibly powerful.

On the ground, various elite units were garrisoned. Through countless instances of suppressing bandits and battles with Corpse Beasts, the units here were all of at least Silver-Rank strength. A full army of 300,000 was stationed, consuming countless provisions every day; if it weren't for the Great Qin Empire being backed by the System, it would not have been able to withstand such a large consumption.

In addition to basic defenses, all the experts were concentrated in the central core city to ensure the planting of the planet tree; whether it was Taoist Xuan Kong or Old Monk Wugou, they were experts among experts.

Within a short period, the Great Qin Empire could no longer have any qualitative improvements, and since the System had already reached the top level, there was no need to wait any longer; the planting of the planet tree had begun its countdown.