At the end of July, a group of people set out from the Xiangyu Sect on a huge floating boat and headed north to Luojing.
"Wow, what a spacious place."
Yu Tingyu looked around his new bedroom excitedly, touching it curiously. On the floating boat, each disciple was assigned a bedroom, and Yu Tingyu shared one with Luo Lanxier.
Loran Hill, who was standing by, looked up at the three-meter-high ceiling and the painted wooden furniture around it. He felt that the giant floating ships in the East were not much different from those in the West, except that they were larger in size.
The giant floating boat they are riding on now is said to have been custom-made by Yanxingmen several years ago. It can accommodate nearly a thousand people and has abundant storage warehouses inside, which can carry a lot of things.
The giant floating ship is shaped like a sperm whale, with an oval belly at the bottom and several pavilions standing on top, like a bridge.
During this time, Luo Lanxier also curiously asked Senior Brother Gu Lie why the floating boats in the East were much larger than the airships in the West. Gu Lie explained that this was because there were more monsters and beasts in the East.
The skeletons of some giant monsters or sea beasts were used as keels, and when combined with the corresponding inscriptions, they could carry more and become larger. Furthermore, many blessed places in the East also contained tall ancient trees that could be used to build ships, with higher quality and therefore better performance.
The reason why Western airships cannot be built large is not because of lack of technology, but because of the scarcity of the corresponding materials. However, the Land of Oz thousands of years ago invested all its national strength in building a sky battleship, which has not been surpassed to this day.
After finishing the questioning, Loran Hill unconsciously thought of several of his former roommates.
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Two years ago, Western Continent, Apocalypse Fortress.
The golden fields are covered with withered grass roots and soil. The autumn sun shines on the earth, and the smell of dry leaves drifts away with the wind.
Bang.
An armored ankle stepped across the ground, pressing the wheat straw into the broken soil and compacting it, then lifted it up, revealing a clear footprint.
Fully armed warriors marched across the land, wearing armor of various styles, surcoats with noble emblems on their bodies, carrying halberds and crossbows on their shoulders, and marching towards the west side of this golden plain.
The armies of the Cang Crimson Empire gradually crossed the border that was once set with the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, and then came to the Apocalypse Fortress and began to station there.
Nearly 200,000 troops began to build camps and dig trenches in preparation for a long-term battle. Every evening, the cooking bonfires connected together, almost lighting up half of the sky.
At the Apocalypse Fortress, the generals and officers of Clansia watched the scene through telescopes and discussed the matter.
"According to intelligence reports, this is probably just their vanguard. Once the camp is built, subsequent siege artillery will gradually be deployed. Later, when Cang Cui and others are fully prepared, there will be approximately 2 million troops gathered at the border."
"Moreover, this is only their first mobilization. If the situation is better and the nobles in the Green Country let down their guard and worries, more elite private armies will enter, and the forest elves may also participate." An officer said worriedly.
"If we estimate based on the conscription ratio from the Battle of Broken Bow hundreds of years ago, the army that Cang Cui could ultimately muster would be between 4 and 6 million men. They recruited over 3 million men during the last war, and their population is now almost double what it was back then, so they have more soldiers available."
"It's really terrifying. It's worthy of being the most powerful empire in the Western Continent." An elderly general sighed.
“How is the response in China now?”
"His Excellency, Star Leader Pullman, has issued a call to arms to the nation and its allies."
"The major legions stationed in Clancy will be heading here. Many of them have experienced the war with the Frost Alliance. These legions have about 1.5 million soldiers. Afterwards, the three autonomous provinces of Black Rock will send 100,000 infantrymen south, the orcs will mobilize 300,000 legionnaires for support, the six provinces of Wilga will summon 300,000 troops, and Falcon will also summon another 100,000 cavalry for support. Together with the 300,000 troops originally stationed in the fortress, a total of 2.6 million troops can be gathered in the end." The officer on the side reported the current intelligence.
"2.6 million, what an auspicious number, just like the Battle of Broken Bow." A certain officer smiled.
"But the number of enemies we have to face this time may be twice as many as before," someone said worriedly.
"Yes, the enemy has twice as many people, but we are also more powerful than the former Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, and more than twice as powerful. We must believe in the inevitability of victory, but we must also be more cautious in our tactics."
"Isn't that what the wise man said back then? Despise the enemy strategically and take the enemy seriously tactically." The general patted the young officer beside him.
The officer took a deep breath and relaxed his nervousness.
"Yes, the wise man is right. This is how we have come step by step, and this is how we will continue to move forward."
"Blow the horn. Before the enemy sets up camp, let's give them a warning and let them see our brave soldiers." The veteran pressed down the brim of his hat and raised his rough palm.
"Yes, General Saige!"
A series of mournful horns sounded, and then the fortress gate opened, and cavalrymen, ready for battle, filed out one after another.
They were dressed in extremely neat, full-coverage armor, and even their horses were covered with white and gold armor. They held long lances in their palms, pointing straight to the sky like sharp swords, and the triangular flags below the lance tips fluttered in the wind.
These are members of the Clansian National Knights. Each one is well-trained, and the strength of the official members is above Sequence 3. They are also the backbone of the Clansian army today, carrying out various tasks for the country.
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