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Chapter 146: Zhan Tianyue (Part Two)
The strong men before him were all current members of the Dragon Hall. As professionals, it was undoubtedly unrealistic to expect them to behave like soldiers in an army. Calling Ye Huan "White Impermanence" was even more absurd. Eventually, after hearing the frequent visitor Ye San refer to Ye Huan as "Young Master," the members of Dragon Hall began to adopt the same title, which made Ye Huan feel somewhat uncomfortable each time he heard it, as if these men were all his servants.
Shaking his head and ignoring the smiles on the faces of those who called him "White Impermanence," Ye Huan slowly approached a military Hummer. He opened the door and retrieved a loudspeaker that had once been taken from a Type 99 main battle tank. He shouted loudly, "Listen up! Aren't you all tired of training without any real combat? Today, I'm giving you an opportunity. You all know Tianyue City, right? It’s garrisoned by a hundred thousand Goryeo soldiers. Grab your guns and follow me now to reclaim what once belonged to us and become national heroes! And wait for the little princess to reward us with gold and silver! If you're not up for it, just take a look down there and ask if your manhood is still with you!"
With that, Ye Huan started the Hummer, which roared to life. He leaned out of the window, casting a cold glance over the crowd. He had already resolved that anyone who dared not join today would be kicked out of Dragon Hall in the future; otherwise, they would remain a liability.
Perhaps it was Ye Huan's crude words that ignited their masculine spirit, or perhaps they had grown accustomed to his commands over the past month. In any case, contrary to Ye Huan's expectations, not a single member of the Three Hundred Dragon Hall hesitated. They quickly gathered the equipment Ye Huan had left in the courtyard, setting up M60 machine guns on the Hummer. One by one, they changed into combat uniforms and armed themselves with modified M4A1 rifles, not forgetting to strap grenades to their waists before swiftly climbing into the Hummer two by two.
Seeing this scene, Ye Huan smiled with satisfaction. Just as he was about to start the vehicle, the right door was suddenly yanked open. To his surprise, it was Zuo Yi.
"Ye Huan, Weiyang and Zhang Ren have work to do while I'm left with nothing! You can't leave me behind this time!" Zuo Yi said as he unceremoniously plopped down into the passenger seat, acting as if he wouldn't leave unless Ye Huan took him along.
Realizing he had almost forgotten about this guy who could actually hold a conversation back at Sky Star City’s military camp, Ye Huan didn’t say much. He simply replied lightly, "Close the door and buckle up," before slamming his foot on the throttle. Instantly, the Military Hummer shot forward like an arrow. As they passed through the main gate of Dragon Hall, he executed a stylish drift that nearly made Zuo Yi lose his lunch. In a hurry to follow Ye Huan's instructions, Zuo Yi managed to close the door but couldn't find the seatbelt at all; instead, he crawled into the backseat and fell asleep.
Afterward, one hundred forty-nine Hummers lined up neatly behind them, drawing attention from everyone on the streets of the capital. However, few dared to speak ill of Ye Huan; instead, they regarded this fleet of one hundred fifty military Hummers with awe-filled eyes as if they were observing national heroes.
Without paying attention to the gazes of passersby, Ye Huan led the group out of the royal capital, raising a cloud of dust. The members of the Three Hundred Dragon Hall headed straight for Tian Yue!
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As a prince of Goryeo, standing on the walls of Tianyue City and gazing towards the Huaxia Imperial Capital, Jin Zhengyang felt that the Huaxia Nation had committed an unforgivable mistake by rejecting his marriage proposal to the Hua Xia Little Princess. If it weren't for this reason, he wouldn't have urged his father to send troops to take advantage of the Southern Xiongnu Empire's attack on Huaxia.
Fortunately, the Huaxia Nation had already been divided among several countries, and even the royal capital was in a precarious state. This made Jin Zhengyang feel fortunate about his earlier decision. He wondered if he should wait until the Goryeo Army arrived, along with the One Hundred Thousand Soldiers in the city, to storm into the royal capital and strip the Hua Xia Little Princess of her clothes, just to see what she was so proud of.
However, Jin Zhengyang overlooked one thing: if even the million-strong army of the Southern Xiongnu Empire couldn't take a bite out of the Huaxia Imperial Capital, what gave him the confidence to believe he could? Was it just because he thought he was more handsome than Ye Huan?
This was also something Ye Huan hadn't figured out when he arrived. Eventually, he concluded that Jin Zhengyang was definitely a fool or simply unaware of Ye Huan's daring venture into a million-strong army. He couldn't help but press down harder on the throttle, quickly entering Jin Zhengyang's line of sight.
"What is that?"
From atop the towering city walls, he clearly saw one hundred and fifty military Hummers lined up in formation across the open fields outside the city, continuously advancing forward. Jin Zhengyang's expression was no different from when Xuan Ziming first saw thirty-five tanks charging towards his million-strong army.
As the distance between them closed in, with only a hundred meters left after crossing the moat, Jin Zhengyang finally reacted. Despite being only about one meter sixty-five tall, he suddenly found some courage from who knows where and shouted in a sharp voice reminiscent of a eunuch's: "Enemy attack—!"
The stationed troops at Tianyue City were numerous. Upon hearing the unique voice of the Goryeo Prince, some quickly closed the city gate—hardly resembling anything belonging to the Huaxia Imperial Capital—and rushed up to the walls to see who dared to approach with such audacity in front of Tianyue City's hundred thousand soldiers. Were they looking for death?
Unbeknownst to him, in the eyes of those Koryo bastards, he had already become a dead man walking. Ye Huan always acted in ways that surprised others; after leading his group across the wide bridge over the moat, he directly slammed on the brakes. The members of Dragon Hall followed suit perfectly, dispersing to both sides along Ye Huan's military Hummer and neatly lining up a hundred meters away from the city wall. Each sudden stop was executed so flawlessly it seemed as if one person was driving them all. This echoed Ye Huan's earlier training advice to Dragon Hall members:
When you’re out here mixing it up, you still have to put on a show…
Indeed, Ye Huan was absolutely right. Standing on the city wall and witnessing the synchronized movements of one hundred and fifty green iron boxes, the Koryo Bastards all gasped in shock. Among them, the Goryeo Prince, Jin Zhengyang, who was less than one hundred sixty-five centimeters tall, murmured to himself, "Who exactly are the fellows inside those boxes?"
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