"It seems like it's irreversible. This is what I want. This is Zhao Yuqing's choice."

She controlled the tears that were about to flow, entered the divine realm, and looked down from the sky at these relatives who were fighting desperately for her. They believed that she could bring them a better life. Now, all this was no longer her own business. It was the division of the entire race, the choice of the entire race.

·····

Duan Tianming was inspecting the soldiers. When the sun rose, the golden and red national flag of the Yan Empire was also raised. On a north-south avenue in front of the palace that led directly to the city gate, the front-line combat troops of the three armies of the Yan Kingdom, after debate and armed training, finally appeared.

They were wearing thick military uniforms, holding steel guns in their hands, and walked in unison towards the northern palace gate, towards Duan Tianming.

The gatehouses on both sides of them were also surrounded by people. They were cheering and felt honored and proud.

This was a pre-war military review and the first reorganization after the military reform.

"Yan Country...Yan Country..."

Duan Tianming looked at the army coming towards him, shouting the name of Yan State, and felt moved. This was the first army to welcome the new era.

Luo Wu, Li Shang and Li Fei stood beside him, explaining the numbers and types of the incoming troops to the Yan people.

The sound of footsteps resounded throughout Yanyang City and spread to the surrounding areas.

Yanyang City and Yan State cheered for this, and the Luolong Mountains were shocked.

····

In the north, the 200,000 troops in the God's City who were preparing to participate in the conquest of the Fantasy Continent had completed their training. With the help of various military cards purchased by the Divine Realm in the past eight years, these 200,000 troops were now all armed with universal military cards.

The scale of this armed force is higher than that of Yan State.

However, the majority of them were still armies from the cold weapon era, not armies from the firearms era.

A full 200,000-strong army was trained and integrated in half a year, with a speed and resources invested far greater than that of Yan State.

On the huge parade ground outside the City of Gods, Wang Kun and Li Fengshen stood on the stage with a group of high-ranking officials of the Church of Gods. They looked at this huge army that had been formed in a short period of time, and they felt deeply moved.

"God bless our Shenqi Nation. This group of troops is the true foundation of our Shenqi Nation."

Li Fengshen's eyes filled with tears. It was less than two days away from the ninth year in the divine realm. All preparations had been completed. Now they only had to wait for the gods to open the portal, and then the entire army could move in.

"We still need the tempering of war. Although our faith is guaranteed, most of the troop cards we use are large in number. I'm afraid there will be huge casualties when we go to another world..."

Wang Kun was now rarely seen to have the recklessness of his youth. Now he was already the most famous general of Shenqi and the chief marshal of the expeditionary force. Naturally, he could see further into the future.

"That's pretty good. Our target this time is a small country on the eastern border of a fantasy continent with a population of less than 10 million and an area of ​​less than 100 square kilometers."

"We have prepared an army of 200,000, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Li Fengshen didn't know much about military warfare. When he saw these troops, he just felt a sense of satisfaction.

This satisfaction comes from contrast.

"Alright! The gods should be arriving soon!"

After many wars, Wang Kun's status was no less than that of Li Fengshen.

In the pure theocratic country of Shenqi, there is naturally no such thing as being too successful and endangering the ruler. Even the messengers of God would not put themselves in the role of the emperor. In their eyes, they are just slaves of God.

A huge flower appeared in the central square, and the green light enveloped everyone in the place.

"This is···"

When the soldier who had just completed training was puzzled by his sudden comfort, the soldier next to him quickly grabbed him and made him kneel down.

The flowers bloomed and Zhao Yuqing appeared.

She seemed to be unaware of the cold, wearing a green long skirt in this winter. Her fair skin and perfect figure created a wonderful harmony between her and this difficult-to-control skirt.

The sacred aura spread throughout the entire training ground. The soldiers kneeling around felt inner peace. The blond-haired and blue-eyed human soldiers who had just joined could feel the enthusiasm in their hearts even more.

"Is this the Goddess of Rain and Sunshine?"

They were shocked in their hearts, and this shock brought about a crazy rise in faith.

"Everyone, get up!"

Zhao Yuqing called out to everyone in the room with a gentle voice. At this moment, she seemed to be a different person from the Zhao Yuqing in Yan Country. Her temperament, expression, and even appearance were all different.

"God!"

"Goddess of Rain and Sunshine..."

The field fell into a new round of frenzy.

But when Zhao Yuqing began her pre-battle explanation, everything suddenly calmed down again.

This kind of strange feeling can only be seen among the most elite soldiers of Yan State, but here, in front of Zhao Yuqing, everything seems so simple.

"We are all warriors of the Shenqi Nation, heroes fighting for the rise of our human race. We are united here under the same aspirations and have become the great Shenqi Nation."

"But right now, if we want more development opportunities, a broader space for development, to unite more compatriots and make the rise of the human race more promising, we must move from this divine domain and find our own space for development."

"You may have just joined us, or you may be from the original country. You may come from the Luolong Mountains, the Central Plains, the northern grasslands, or the West. But here, we can only have one name in common - the human race."

"Our human race's development requires relocation. Our human race's progress cannot allow us to be confined here. We have integrated all our compatriots who can be integrated. Now we must leave. We must go to a better place for our future."

Zhao Yuqing spoke these shocking words in a light voice.

The tone is sometimes calm and sometimes passionate.

Emotional control was activated. In this atmosphere, the emotions of the soldiers in the field were well mobilized. They followed Zhao Yuqing's ups and downs and gathered their own passion.

This is destined to be a glorious era for the human race. Two teams, two paths, one towards independence, towards temporary closure. Under the leadership of Duan Tianming, they sharpen their swords, waiting for the day that is destined to come.

They are heading towards a bigger stage, towards the center of the world of gods. Under the leadership of a god they trust, they are carving out a broader world for their race. They voluntarily or forcibly choose a path of neutrality with the gods. Under the leadership of this enlightened god, they want to achieve the rise of their race.

“This is truly a good era!”

The Human Emperor might have sensed something. He shed tears as he looked at the Yuzhou Ding that was about to revive.

"Let the children finish their own things first. Some things may be right. It's their own choice."

He sighed softly, like a father.

Then he continued to fall into a deep sleep.