Chapter 55: Using all my strength to shout out the most arrogant words
The deafening cheers were like a real tide, crashing against the ancient walls of Rock Castle.
"Princess Fuxing! God bless Dayan!"
The shouts reached the sky, and every soldier's face was filled with ecstasy of surviving the disaster and infinite admiration for the scarlet figure on the city wall.
Amidst this thunderous roar, Nangong Ye could no longer suppress the passion and pride surging in his heart.
He stretched out his long arms, and amid Dongfang Yuning's exclamations, he firmly supported her waist and knees, and lifted her up high as if he were holding a rare treasure!
The view suddenly widened! The entire battlefield was in sight! The smoke had not yet cleared, and the chaotic scene of the Fuying soldiers, abandoning their armor and weapons and running in panic, was clearly visible, forming a most ironic contrast with the arrogant shouting and cursing just now.
Dongfang Yuning felt a surge of heroic spirit rushing through her chest. She held onto Nangong Ye's strong shoulders with one hand to steady herself, and with her other hand on her waist, she used all her strength to shout at the scattered Fuying army below in the clearest and most arrogant voice:
"Hey! You short, fat guys from Fuying down there! Listen up! Did you hear those five bangs just now?! Did you feel good when they fried?! That was just an appetizer! It was an experiment I made casually! It wasn't even a full meal!"
Her voice, carried by the inner strength that Nangong Ye quietly sent out, clearly penetrated the noisy battlefield, like a cold whip lashing the hearts of every Fuying defeated soldier, causing them to stumble in their fleeing steps.
[Host, taunt strength is MAX, hatred value is locked. Keep a safe distance.]
System 118 calm reminder.
[What are they afraid of?! They just hate their parents for not giving them two more legs! I'm going to piss them off to death!]
The villain in Dongfang Yuning put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.
She took a deep breath and continued in that infuriating tone, enunciating each word with a resounding force:
"Remember this, my princess! Dare to defy the majesty of Dayan and harm its people. This is the end! This! Is! Just! The! Beginning!"
She waved her little hand vigorously, pointing in the direction of Fuying Country, with an air of looking down on the world (at least it looked very imposing under Nangong Ye's support):
"Wash your necks clean and wait! Sooner or later, I will personally flatten your Fuying Kingdom! I will blow up your damn emperor's palace into fireworks like I just did! I'll let you know what it means to destroy! a nation! and exterminate! a race!"
The last four words were like thunder exploding in the ears of everyone who heard them!
The blood of Dayan's soldiers on the city wall was boiling, and their roars shook the sky:
"Crush Fuying! The princess is mighty!"
Dongfang Liezheng's mouth twitched:
[Sister... although it's satisfying, isn't that a bit... too arrogant? But... I like it!]
Nangong Ye held her steadily, looking up at her little face, which shone in the sun like a god of war, with deep doting and indulgence in his eyes:
[My Ning'er, wherever you want to flatten, I will flatten it for you.]
All the people of Dayan who heard this declaration, whether they were soldiers on the city walls or civilians further behind, all lit a row of candles for the distant Fuying Kingdom in their hearts, and made the sign of the cross (if such a cross existed in this world).
[It's over, it's over. Fu Ying has really hit a wall this time! No, it's a powder keg!]
[The princess is usually such a kind person. In business, harmony brings wealth. This time, she actually pointed at someone's nose and threatened to crush him... What a sin Fu Ying has committed!]
[Light the candles! Light incense for Emperor Fuying in advance!]
Thousands of miles away in the capital, the imperial study.
Emperor Nangong Yu was frantically reviewing a mountain of memorials, most of which concerned the war in the western border. Suddenly, without warning, a specially crafted jade pendant with a dragon pattern that he wore vibrated violently and emitted a faint, rapid white light!
Nangong Yu's face suddenly changed! This was the "Thousand Mile Sound Transmission" magical instrument, which was only activated for the most urgent and important secret reports! He immediately dismissed his attendants and activated the jade pendant.
From the jade pendant, a voice, distorted by extreme excitement and fear, came out intermittently and incoherently. It was the leader of the secret guards he had sent to secretly protect (and observe) Dongfang Yuning:
"...Your Majesty! Explode...explode! Heaven...heavenly thunder! No...it's divine thunder! Princess... Princess Fuxing...she...she created divine thunder! Five...five black balls...thrown out...boom! boom! boom!
...The Fuying army... is gone! All gone! A sea of fire! Men and horses are thrown to the ground! The casualties... are incalculable! Rock Fort... has been relieved! The princess... the princess is still standing on the tower... being held up by Prince Yong... saying... saying they will raze Fuying! Blow the Emperor's palace into a firework display!
Your Majesty! It’s true! I saw it with my own eyes! That power… it could destroy heaven and earth! … It’s so terrifying! And so… so powerful! ”
The leader of the secret guards' voice had become tearful by the end, which was caused by extreme shock and excitement.
Nangong Yu clutched the jade pendant, his entire body frozen in place. He remained in a listening position, motionless, only his eyeballs trembling violently. His expression shifted from surprise and disbelief to shock, then to ecstasy, finally settling on a single, utterly agitated expression: "Holy crap! Did my little ancestor really manage to unleash the thunder?!"
[Trampling Fuying? Blowing up the Emperor's palace?! Ning'er! My living ancestor! Why are you so fierce?! But... well done!]
Nangong Yu was roaring wildly in his heart, his blood rushed to his head, and he almost wanted to roar to the sky!
He suddenly came to his senses and shouted at the jade pendant:
"Listen! I don't care what methods you use! Protect Princess Fuxing to the death! Not a single hair can be lost! She must always be accompanied by the most elite secret guards! Triple the number! No! Quintuple it! Transfer half of the Dragon Shadow Guards over to me! Quick! Immediately! Right now! If she loses even a single hair, you will bring your heads to me!"
"Yes! Yes! I obey your command! I swear to protect the princess until my death!"
The voice of the leader of the secret guards was full of determination.
After the call ended, Nangong Yu paced back and forth excitedly in the imperial study, rubbing his hands. The smile on his face grew wider and wider, and finally he couldn't help but burst into laughter, and his laughter shook the dust on the beams to fall.
[Divine thunder! Divine thunder that can blow up an army formation! Ning'er, Ning'er! You are truly my lucky star! Dayan's auspicious sign! Flatten Fuying? Good! Excellent!]
I fully support you! I'll mobilize troops for you right now! I'll deliver food to you! I'll give you the best craftsmen! I'll give you whatever you want! As long as you give me enough of that 'Divine Thunder'! Hahaha! Fu Ying? Wash your neck and wait!]
Rock Fort, a temporarily converted "arms workshop".
The stench of gunpowder and sulfur hadn't completely dissipated yet, but the atmosphere here was even more heated than on a battlefield. The vast stone chamber was filled with boxes of saltpeter, sulfur, charcoal, and iron sheets and hoops hastily forged by various blacksmiths.
Dongfang Yuning changed into a dark, dirt-resistant cloth dress, with her sleeves rolled up high, revealing two white arms. Her face was stained with a few streaks of black dust, making her look like a calico cat. She was commanding (or rather, shouting):
[System! Quick! Analyze the thickness of this iron sheet! Is it enough for the shell? We want shrapnel damage! We want it to scatter like a fairy!]
System 118: [The iron sheet is 0.3 cm thick and has acceptable strength. We recommend adding a prefabricated layer of cast iron fragments to the outer layer, secured with fish glue. This will greatly increase the damage radius. Your Majesty, please use your pure inner strength to evenly shatter these cast iron fragments into pieces the size of a fingernail.]
Nangong Ye grabbed a thick cast iron plate without saying a word, and released the internal force from his palm!
Buzz——!
The hard cast iron plate was like being hit by an invisible hammer, and instantly turned into countless evenly sized, sharp-edged fragments, which fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Wow! A humanoid metal crusher! So efficient! Brother Aye, your inner strength is truly a universal tool! I love you so much!"
Dongfang Yuning's starry eyes.
Nangong Ye: “…”
The roots of his ears turned slightly red, but his hands moved faster and more steadily.
[Ning'er said love...even though she was praising a tool...but this prince loves to hear it.]
[Host, the black powder has been granulated. Next, fill it. Make sure it's compacted! Density determines power!]
"Brother Aye! It's up to you! Use your inner strength! Press hard! The harder the better! Just like... like squeezing out the bones of the dwarf Fuying!"
Dongfang Yuning pointed at the specially made, thick iron cylinder (the initial prototype of the iron shell bomb).
Nangong Ye's mouth twitched slightly, but his eyes were extremely serious. He stretched out his slender and powerful palm, hovering above the cylinder, and his powerful and pure internal force was like an invisible hammer, slowly pressing down!
Creak...
The iron cylinder groaned as it could not bear the weight. Under the extreme compression of the internal force, the density of the gunpowder particles inside increased rapidly and became as hard as rock!
[Perfect! Density reaches 98% of theoretical value! Host, this 'Iron Lump Round Number One' is estimated to be 1.8 times more powerful than the last test item!] System 118 provided the data.
"Only 1.8 times? No way! Emperor Fusakura's palace is definitely stronger than the military formation! Try to double it! Brother Aye! Come on! You're the best 'human punching machine'!"
Dongfang Yuning waved his little fist to cheer Nangong Ye up (exploiting labor).
Nangong Ye looked at the little woman beside him. She was a tiny creature, but she looked so petite next to the huge iron lump. Her dusty little face even looked a little funny.
But the gleam in her eyes, that focused and fanatical look, that commanding aura (which oppressed him), and the astonishing wisdom contained in her small body that was enough to subvert the world... all made his heart surge, and his gaze was so hot that it almost melted her.
[My Ning'er...how many more surprises can you bring to this king?]
He sighed inwardly, but the internal force in his hands became even more refined and stable. For her, what would it matter if he could be a "human punching machine" for the rest of his life?
At the same time, in Fuying Province, the Emperor's Palace.
The atmosphere was oppressive, like the dead silence before a storm. Inside the magnificent hall, flickering candlelight illuminated several pale, bloodless, terrified faces.
Several senior generals who had just escaped death from the front line of Rock Castle were crawling on the ground, shaking like sieves, and describing the horrific scene that seemed like the end of the world incoherently.
"...Heaven...thunder! It really is thunder! A black iron ball...thrown over...Boom!!! Fire...fire everywhere! People...people are shattered! Everything is gone!..."
"...Devil! That princess from Yan Kingdom...the woman in red...she's the devil! She stood on the city wall...held high up...she said...said it was a test subject...said she wanted to flatten Fuying...and blow up Your Majesty's palace...into fireworks!"
When one general spoke to the end, his voice was filled with tears, and he was obviously frightened.
"Baka!"
The middle-aged man (Emperor Fusakura), who was sitting at the head of the table and dressed in gorgeous imperial attire, suddenly smashed the jade cup in his hand to pieces! His face was ashen, veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his eyes were filled with extreme fear and rage.
"A test subject?! Trampling Fuying?! Blowing up my palace?! That yellow-haired girl...how dare she!!"
Even so, the trembling in his voice betrayed his inner panic. The five earth-shattering explosions and the tragic collapse of the front line lingered in his mind like a nightmare.
The ministers below were silent, their faces pale. Their proud elite army was so vulnerable to this so-called "experimental subject"? That Princess Fuxing... who was she? Could she really summon heavenly thunder?
"His Majesty!"
An old official with white hair and beard stepped out tremblingly. "This...this kind of mysterious and unpredictable method is absolutely beyond human power! That Princess Fuxing...I might...I might really have divine help! Our army is no match for her!"
"Yes, Your Majesty! The most urgent task is... to negotiate peace! Make peace at all costs! Otherwise... otherwise..."
Another minister also quickly agreed, but did not dare to say anything else. However, everyone understood - otherwise Fuying would be in danger of national destruction!
"Peace talks?!"
The Emperor roared, his eyes bloodshot.
"The corpses of my warriors are still warm! Where is my dignity?!"
But after he finished shouting, looking at the ashen faces below and listening to the faint cries of defeat on the front line that seemed to be coming from outside the hall (psychological effect), a bone-chilling chill instantly overwhelmed him.
He slumped back onto the throne, his ornate robes drenched in sweat. The crimson figure standing atop the city wall, held high, arrogantly declaring his intention to crush Fuying, was like an indelible nightmare.
[Test subject... Just a test subject...]
The thought chilled him. What if it wasn't a test piece? What if she could actually make more of those "iron lumps," more powerful ones? Trampling Fuying...blowing up the palace... Those words, which sounded crazy, now seemed so...real and terrifying.
The hall was completely silent, with only heavy breathing and the crackling of candlelight to tell the story. Every important official in Fuying County was shrouded in a thick shadow of fear, the shadows of "Lucky Princess" and "Thunderbolt."
For the first time, they realized so clearly that they might... have really provoked an evil star that absolutely should not be provoked.
At this moment, the "Evil Star" herself, who was far away in Rock Castle, was directing her "humanoid punching machine" Nangong Ye to compress the gunpowder while bargaining with the system in her mind:
[System! Points! Points! Making this iron lump costs too many points! The formula cost fifty thousand, the refining process another ten thousand, and pressing the gunpowder still relies on Aye's internal energy... Is there any 'internal energy replenishing pill' I can give him? I'll put it on my account!]
System 118: […The prince possesses profound internal energy and does not require replenishment for the time being. It is recommended that the host use points to optimize the reliability of the fuse. The current fuse misfire rate is still 3%.]
Dongfang Yuning: [3%?! No! Absolutely not! What if it misfires at the critical moment? Where will this princess's face be? Change it! Replace it with the most expensive, waterproof, moisture-proof, and foolproof top-of-the-line fuse! Points are not a problem! Face is what matters most!]
System 118: […Received. Exchange for the 'Rock Fuse' craft, consuming 5000 points.]
Dongfang Yuning gritted his teeth in pain:
[Hiss... five thousand is five thousand! For face... no, for the sake of hitting Emperor Fuying's head with precision! It's worth it! Brother Aye! Keep up the good work! Let's try to make ten 'round balls' tonight! Tomorrow, let the short, fat guys from Fuying have another taste!]
Nangong Ye: “…”
Silently increased the output of internal force.
[Ning'er's face is worth a million dollars.]
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