"Report, General Gong Shulei has led the Iron-eating Beast Legion to capture the two southeastern gates."

"Murong Wudao led the main army to battle the Dushan Army and Red Fish's Army... The Dushan Army fought bravely, Murong Wudao struggled to hold on..."

"Bai Li Division launched a flank attack, Murong Wudao dispatched ten thousand troops to intercept..."

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Tang Fei stood on the command platform, the real-time battlefield information continuously streaming before him.

Little Fatty had also asked Tang Fei if they could come up with a name for their Barbarian Clan army.

Something like 'Sky Wolf' or 'Dushan'...

Tang Fei thought about it and refused.

He felt that the name 'Iron-eating Beast' was already formidable and impactful.

A beast that could even devour chunks of iron, what couldn't it swallow?

As for a totem, the image of an Iron-eating Beast wielding a Wolf Fang Club charging ferociously would do...

Very intimidating.

Even more frightening than the Tiger King of the Dushan Army.

At that moment, a warning alarm blared inside the command ship.

The messenger urgently reported, "My Lord, a large force is attacking toward Feng City from Liyu Port direction, our garrison can't hold them, collapsed in one round."

"Who are they?" Tang Fei asked in a deep voice.

Tang Fei knew that Shen Qingping had mobilized heavy troops to attack Feng City's main force, leaving only two thousand mobile troops at Liyu Port direction.

It was unrealistic for these forces to intercept a prepared enemy.

Their role was more of an 'early warning' and 'luring the enemy.'

Hmm, the 'bait' Tang Fei threw out.

"It's the Beihai Fleet... and Shen Xinglan."

"Heh..." Tang Fei exchanged a look with Phoenix and said, "Impatient... I thought we'd have to wait a bit longer."

"The Dushan Army's assault is too fierce; once they completely occupy Feng City, they can't form this kind of inside-outside pincer attack."

"Indeed," Tang Fei nodded, saying, "They're trying to swallow the Dushan Army in one bite."

"Ultimately, it's mixed with some personal vengeance," Phoenix remarked sarcastically.

The commander of the Dushan Army is Shen Qingping, a direct descendant of the Shen Family.

Now Shen Qingping leads the Dushan Army to attack Feng City, undermining the Shen Family...

In the eyes of the Shen family members, the Empire was already theirs.

So now seeing an opportunity to annihilate the Dushan Army and Shen Qingping in one sweep, they naturally wouldn't want to miss it.

Phoenix, as the 'former owner' of this country, watching the Shen family's demeanor...

It's utterly infuriating.

This is why she is exerting all her efforts to assist Tang Fei; comparatively... she'd rather hand it to someone she truly admires.

"They still can't keep their cool," Tang Fei said in a deep voice.

Putting himself in Shen Xinglan's shoes, Tang Fei would wait longer, letting Feng City's stationed army and the Dushan Army get entangled in combat, the situation chaotic, both sides suffering.

Then he'd lead the Beihai Fleet to sweep through, crushing his opponents like the autumn wind sweeps away leaves, securing the battle.

Of course, this assumes no backup tricks on his side.

"Perhaps he thinks he's already got it in the bag?"

Phoenix glanced at Tang Fei, thinking back to when Tang Fei first arrived on the New Star, some compared him to Shen Xinglan.

At that time, most believed Tang Fei couldn't compare to Shen Xinglan.

Even Shen Xinglan thought so.

Otherwise, why would he disregard Tang Fei, allowing him to grow to this point?

But with Tang Fei apprenticing under Xuanyuan Mingjing, becoming the second disciple under the Great Grandmaster, Shen Xinglan truly felt the pressure.

As Tang Fei rose strongly, defeating Shen Xinglan time and again...

Actually, now Shen Xinglan can't be compared to Tang Fei.

Facing Tang Fei has led to his repeated emotional breakdowns, evidenced by his impatient, reckless attacks.

He desperately wants to win against Tang Fei just once.

Which is why he keeps losing.

Tang Fei doesn't have such troubles; from the first day he met Shen Xinglan, what he thought was...

If he can win, he fights, if he can't, he runs.

He never exhausts himself internally, only blaming others.

"Let's go have a look, give him a little surprise," Tang Fei said with a smile.

"Let's go," Phoenix nodded, reminding, "But still watch Shen Qingping's temperament."

"I understand," Tang Fei nodded seriously.

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Shen Qingping was now under immense pressure.

Just as the main force of the Dushan Army was locked in combat with Murong Wudao's three corps, an enemy attack alarm came from the rear: the Beihai Fleet launched an attack from behind them.

They intended to shoot them in the back.

Thirty thousand Dushan Army were about to be encircled.

Though this situation was already predicted at the general staff's discussions, projection is vastly different from actually facing such a predicament, fueling anxiety and unease.

Gunfire doesn't see.

A slight misstep could lead to complete annihilation.

After all this effort, who is it really all for?

He was even more aware that from this very moment on, destiny was no longer entirely in his hands.

This wasn't a battle between two sides, but multi-party cooperation.

"Commander..." Lu Zhiyong hearing the grave situation, volunteered, "I am willing to lead a team to meet the enemy."

"No need," Shen Qingping refused and said, "I'll go myself."

"Commander, you have to oversee the whole situation..."

"Up ahead are Bai Li and Hong Yu's forces; I'm not worried. They are seasoned Dushan defenders who have fought countless battles and won't let Murong Wudao take advantage."

"As for commanding the whole situation... Zhi Yong, the person directing the entire situation isn't me; it's someone else."

"They have captured my parents, and I want a good talk with Shen Xinglan... Where did he learn such vile behavior."

"Commander, I'm going with you."

"No need. Stay here and monitor the situation. Report immediately if anything happens."

"Yes, Commander."

After finishing his instructions, Shen Qingping turned and walked away.

A group of trusted aides immediately followed behind him.

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The smoke coalesced into a purple-gray vortex at the gap in the clouds, with remaining particle beams flickering on the warplanes like dying fireflies.

The sky was torn into tatters, resembling the random doodles of a child.

However, every stroke and line requires humans to pay a severe price.

The Beihai Fleet's First Marine Corps, along with the Second and Third Air Wings, entered the battle and immediately bared their sharp fangs, fiercely biting onto Dushan Army's rear.

The First Marine Corps is a mecha unit, like a sharp blade trying to pierce through the formation of Dushan Army, aiming to perform a large-scale 'disembowelment' operation.

Meanwhile, the First Submarine Unit was providing long-range fire support from Liyu Port, accurately hitting Dushan Army's starships and warplanes.

Up front, Dushan Army faced Feng City's forces in direct combat.

Behind them, Beihai Fleet's strong support aimed stealth attacks at their backs.

Facing two enemies, attacked on both sides.

Yet, Dushan Army showed no trace of fear or evasion.

They have defended Dushan, fighting life and death battles with the Barbarian Clan for decades, and have long disregarded life and death.

Surviving tonight doesn't guarantee survival tomorrow...

Thus, the overall atmosphere of Dushan Army feels both brave and despairing.

It's also why Shen Qingping was easily persuaded by Tang Fei to betray his family and join the Righteous Army.

Accumulated over so many years, he harbors deep resentment in his heart.

After each battle, his resentment toward his family, even towards his family members, grows ever so slightly...

Dushan Army, clearly at a disadvantage, fought more ferociously, more resolutely, more fearlessly.

No retreat, no escape.

Upon first clash, both sides engaged in a brutal death fight.

Fighting with one's life, till death do them apart.

Starships were crippled, warplanes vanished, mecha fought mecha in fierce close combat...

Thick smoke billowed above, the ground scorched for miles.

In the era of cold weapons, cutting off an arm or a leg would cause bleeding, struggling, screaming.

In the era of hot weapons, people could disappear without leaving any trace in the world.

Turning into smoke or dust...

More efficient, elegant, yet cruel and cold.

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Shen Xinglan led Dragon Camp to the battlefield at once.

Seeing Dushan Army's fight-to-the-death style left him stunned; what kind of unit is this?

What sustains them to persist until now?

Clearly they are surrounded, suffering heavy losses...

Murong Wudao's Feng City Army is almost exhausted, yet their Beihai Fleet still can't penetrate and dismantle Dushan Army.

They remain an organized, coordinated unit, advancing and retreating strategically, possessing strong combat power.

"These worthless fools." Shen Xinglan's face was extremely grim.

He wanted to sweep through the enemy, to break through effortlessly, to annihilate the main forces without any trouble.

He wanted Shen Qingping to see the Shen Family's strength, to know how foolish his choices were.

What you desperately struggle for, to the Shen family... is simply pathetic.

Ideal is rich, reality is lean.

Now his ideas seemed rather foolish.

"General, Dushan Army are fearless warriors with advanced equipment provided by the Lu Clan... That's why they haven't been destroyed immediately."

Shen Annan understood Shen Xinglan's thoughts, and explained beside him.

"So... is the enemy too strong?" Shen Xinglan's eyes were icy, his voice colder yet.

Ever since his face was ruined, those around him found him venomous and unapproachable.

He used to be 'Shen Xinglan, the peerless gentleman, a perfect prince'.

"..."

"Shen Annan."

"At your command." Shen Annan bowed.

"I order you to lead Dragon Camp, pierce through the Dushan Army's central formation." Shen Xinglan commanded in a deep voice, "I want the army to drive straight in, to uproot their headquarters."

"Yes." Shen Annan accepted the order, ready to lead Dragon Camp in a charge.

The task is challenging, but isn't Dragon Camp meant to tackle tough bones?

At this moment, a young man clad in white with a white veil flew out from Dushan Army's formation.

Not wearing armor, nor flying boots.

Relying entirely on the Yin Yang Qi within his body, suspended in mid-air.

Like an immortal.

Shen Xinglan's gaze focused; he recognized this man.

Dushan Army's Commander, his cousin.

"Shen Qingping..."

Shen Xinglan's voice was thunderous; saying these three words could kill.

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