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Chapter 137: Resonance
A man who aspired to be a one-night hero, leading hundreds of crazies charging against a million-strong army, with thirty-five Type 99 main battle tanks and seventy M60 general-purpose machine guns—this night was destined to be anything but peaceful.
However, even Ye Huan was somewhat shocked by the hundred-odd professionals who followed him. He had no idea how Ye San managed to dig them out. After experiencing the simultaneous fire from the tank artillery for the first time, they seemed to have taken an unknown number of potency pills, driving their tanks faster than Ye Huan and the others, leaving him at the back and shattering his dreams of becoming a one-night hero.
For everyone's safety, after another round of concentrated fire, Ye Huan instructed Zhang Ren to increase the speed of the tanks. Leading the charge like a sharp blade, they plunged heavily into the belly of the million-strong army. The remaining thirty-four tanks followed closely behind like a torrent of steel, crushing anything alive beneath their forty to fifty-ton weight into pulp.
Fortunately, Ye Huan and his team were still some distance away from Xuan Ziming and his group, allowing Xuan Ziming to finally breathe a sigh of relief. He quickly issued orders as usual, sending out troops to hunt down the Huaxia Nation cavalry, aiming to encircle and eliminate them.
Beside Xuan Ziming, Lingxiao furrowed his brow upon hearing his commands. After the generals left to carry out Xuan Ziming's orders, he leaned closer and whispered in Xuan Ziming's ear, "Sovereign, those unfamiliar things seem quite powerful. Why send them out..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but Xuan Ziming understood that Lingxiao was implying 'to their deaths.' However, recalling how Ye Huan had caused chaos in the Southern Xiongnu Empire's Heavenly Prison and what his subordinates had described, Xuan Ziming pointed toward a distant Type 99 main battle tank and replied to Lingxiao, "Lingxiao, these things were brought forth by Ye Huan. Do you believe it?"
"What? Ye Huan?"
As a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, Lingxiao's resolve seemed less steadfast. Upon hearing Ye Huan's name, he displayed clear shock and guilt in his eyes as he looked at Xuan Ziming. After all, if he hadn't hastily left after bringing Ye Huan to the Southern Xiongnu Empire Palace, Xuan Ziming's residence wouldn't have been destroyed by Ye Huan by a full fifth.
After pondering for a moment and hesitating, Lingxiao tried again to speak up and asked Xuan Ziming, "Should I go capture Ye Huan right now?"
"There's no need for that. The fewer people know about your strength, the better. I don't believe it; a pile of scrap metal can't possibly compare to my million-strong army! Even if Ye Huan is among that scrap, I, Xuan Ziming, will make him understand what it means to have no way back!"
Clenching his fists tightly, Xuan Ziming couldn't shake off the resentment he felt towards Ye Huan for destroying the palace. If it weren't for him, the people of the Nine Provinces Continent wouldn't be saying that Xuan Ziming was not a good emperor, allowing a mere Fifth-Level Summoner to trample over him. If it weren't for him, they wouldn't be gossiping about Xuan Ziming and adding, "Oh, by the way, I heard Ye Huan took Xuan Ziming's consorts out of the palace. What a shame..."
The thought of it only fueled Xuan Ziming's anger further. He had kindly offered a consort, only to have the entire Nine Provinces Continent mock him for wearing a green hat. This was not just an emperor's disgrace; it was a man's disgrace!
He wished he could tear Ye Huan apart. As he raised his head to look at the countless troops rushing in like a tide of steel, Xuan Ziming nodded in satisfaction.
As an emperor, military strength was his greatest reliance. Just look at the current situation: with a million troops, who could withstand being surrounded? Not to mention that many soldiers were stationed in various cities of the Southern Xiongnu Empire and the Huaxia Nation. After years of careful management, he finally had impressive resources as an emperor. With this thought, Xuan Ziming, who had been furious moments ago, gradually calmed down and carefully observed the position of Ye Huan and his companions.
In contrast, Ye Huan, charging into the million-strong army, felt no fear at all; instead, he was exhilarated. While instructing everyone through the tank's loudspeaker to prepare for machine gun fire, he picked up an M60 general-purpose machine gun and began firing through the tank's opening.
As a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, aided by his Divine Sense, even using a machine gun was different for Ye Huan. Each bullet now found its mark precisely in someone's head. With the M60's rate of fire reaching hundreds of rounds per minute, it could be said that just Ye Huan alone was worth more than many accompanying professionals.
Rat-a-tat-tat…
Through the tank, the dull yet sharp sound of gunfire erupted as bullets poured out relentlessly. With each flash of fire, another person fell. This scene quickly caught the attention of everyone around, even Lingxiao, who became extremely curious about such killing speed and turned to look in Ye Huan's direction alongside Xuan Ziming.
While Lingxiao was curious, Xuan Ziming felt something different; as he looked toward where Ye Huan was located, he felt heartache—heartache for his amassed military force that now fell like wheat being harvested at such a rapid pace. At this rate, his million troops might be wiped out within a day.
Cursing internally that Ye Huan was truly something else for summoning such monstrous power without hesitation, Xuan Ziming quickly turned to his side and said to Lingxiao: "Lingxiao, you should take over! It seems I've miscalculated this time..."
Lingxiao: "..."
Lingxiao marveled at how quickly Xuan Ziming had changed. He had no words for his savior, who had completely revealed his identity as a Cultivator, hidden for so many years. Clutching the glowing Crimson Beauty Sword and dressed in a Dao Robe, he stepped forward toward Ye Huan's location.
It was as if they were drawn together by an instinctual connection. Outside the Royal Capital City Gate, the Flame Sun Sword trembled on the ground after the appearance of the Crimson Beauty Sword, emitting a sound akin to a dragon's roar. Ye Huan, who had already refined the Flame Sun Sword, felt this clearly, and his expression turned serious. He turned to Weiyang and Zhang Ren and said, "Weiyang, Zhang Ren, keep an eye on our people. I need to step out for a moment..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Huan lifted the hatch of the tank he was in and appeared directly before the Southern Xiongnu Empire's forces.
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