Chapter 836 - 836 816 Land-based Ship Gun Groups

836: Chapter 816 Land-based Ship Gun Groups 836: Chapter 816 Land-based Ship Gun Groups In the Star Dao Boundary Array, a million-strong fleet and Air-Space Warplanes circled around.

Jiang Ding stood on the Super Warship Great Sun, facing the biting wind, with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the horizon, lost in thought.

Around him, the stars formed the numbers of Zhou Tian, with the Grest Sun star visible.

Three hundred and sixty-five stars hovered in the sky, accompanying the warships, and occasionally, star Runes flickered in and out of existence.

“Commander,”

Ouyang Hui saluted via the communication link to the Super Sun Vessel from the warship and appeared on the deck of the Super Sun, saying, “The battles in the south and northwest have concluded one after another.

Taking advantage of the terrain, we inflicted heavy casualties on the Eight Great Immortal Sects’ allied forces, killing over 1.17 million Cultivators, including eleven heirs from various Immortal Sects.”

“Following this, as the Eight Great Immortal Sects’ allied forces landed elsewhere to avoid being surrounded, our forces in the south, north, and west have already retreated into the Starry Sky World-Locking Array.”

“At present, our forces in the three directions are facing an enemy approximately nine times their size, and intense fighting could break out at any moment,”

Ouyang Hui said gravely.

The Immortal Sect, within this realm, relies on the Starry Sky World-Locking Array and can rapidly move to the other three directions.

If the Eight Great Immortal Sects’ allied forces do not wish to be defeated one by one, they must attack simultaneously to maintain pressure along the entire front.

This wouldn’t be difficult for the Immortal Sects to accomplish.

They possess Star Domain-level communication technology.

Furthermore, delving deeper into speculation, the Eight Great Immortal Sects might even possess Super Star Domain-level communication technology, as they come from afar.

For tens of thousands of years, they have arrived in this star domain, exterminating the native Cultivation civilization—they are not natives.

Since the Eight Great Immortal Sects can traverse star domains, it is only logical for them to have interstellar communication technologies.

“How is the situation?”

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ding asked.

He was keenly aware of his own military abilities, knowing he was no match for these battle-hardened commanders from the Immortal Sects.

Each of them were professional military generals at the Immortal Sect level, capable of easily claiming the crown in any military formation among the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

They might not be a match for the core disciples of the Immortal Sects in single combat, let alone the inheritance disciples, who they probably couldn’t withstand for even ten moves.

But if each were to lead a group of Taoist Soldiers, upon a battlefield encounter, they would easily sweep through the entire Immortal Sect’s commanding officers of Taoist Soldiers.

There was no helping it; professional capabilities are precisely that.

The situation Jiang Ding inquired about here pertained to the confidence of the commanders of the three Air-Space Group Armies against their enemy.

Nine times their number in Immortal Sect troops!

These were the Immortal Sects’ regular forces, battle-hardened troops that had been through numerous conflicts.

They also included a large number of heirs and core disciples known as ‘kings,’ serving as senior officers and warrant officers.

These weren’t the weak forces of natives; their strength was formidable.

The behavior of the Immortal Sects, consistently absorbing elites from minor thousand worlds, now showed a tremendous advantage.

The quality of heirs and core disciples was extremely high, with elites continuously emerging.

If it were in a star domain without Immortal Sect-level inheritance, any single Immortal Sect army from any direction could sweep through dozens of minor thousand worlds, invincible in their path.

The landing operations would simply be a series of armed parades; nothing could stand in their way.

“Not very good.”

Ouyang Hui said somewhat gravely, “With more than nine times the enemy forces, they are simply too numerous.

I’ve just spoken with the deputy commanders of the three Air-Space Group Armies.

Relying on the Starry Sky World-Locking Array and a large number of ground-based ship cannons set up within the formation, at most, they can only hold out for two years without sparing any losses.”

“Two years, that’s the limit.”

“Any more, and we’ll inevitably fall.

Will cannot completely overcome strength.”

Speaking of will, Ouyang Hui seemed very calm, not treating fighting to the death as something exceedingly difficult that constantly needed motivation; it was just normal.

This was another aspect brought about by the Immortal Sect’s restrictive migration policy and the supremacy of their mother star; the citizens possessed extremely high fighting spirit.

“Of course, this scenario assumes that the Immortal Sect’s army is attacking recklessly, regardless of the cost.”

“If it’s just a plain siege, we can hold out until they die of old age,”

Ouyang Hui added.

Foundation-building cultivators could already achieve initial food independence.

Moreover, situated within a high-order spiritual vein and merely planting something, they couldn’t possibly starve to death.

As for the Golden Pill Monks, with one golden pill swallowed, they could achieve basic self-sufficiency, only needing the heavenly earth spiritual qi to survive.

“Two years?”

Jiang Ding sighed, offering no objection to the staff’s assessment.

The limit of the Immortal Sect Fleet’s power was just this.

They were already very strong; to demand more would be overly harsh.

Unfortunately, in the realm wars, two years wasn’t considered a long time, and for the Masters of Refining Nothingness, it was but a blink of an eye.

It wouldn’t hasten anything, nor would it interfere with the frontline battles.

Boom!

Boom, boom boom, boom boom boom…

As the two conversed casually, amid the thundering of war drums, the Immortal Sect practitioners began their attack.

No breathers were allowed as they moved synchronously with the armies from the other four directions, the deviation never exceeding a second.

“Kill!”

The vanguards were still the cultivators from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, maneuvering their palace-shaped army formations, forming giant military arrays that exceeded the aura of ordinary Nascent Soul Monks, attacking into the Starry Sky World-Locking Array.

All cultivators’ eyes were blood-red, shouting and roaring, their war cries shaking the heavens, advancing without retreating.

In these past fifty-odd years, after the field air-space forces were successively annihilated, Xuanwu Heavenly Palace desperately recruited all cultivators from minor sects and families within the Small World—one counted as one, leaving no seeds spared.

All were subjected to restrictions and put into rigorous training for the army formation.

The future development of minor sects and families was no longer their concern!

If they couldn’t survive this calamity, the entire Xuanwu Heavenly Palace would be destroyed; there was no time to worry about these matters.

There was also no shortage of heavy military equipment.

Xuanwu Heavenly Palace had a part of the strategic reserves.

The remaining gaps were filled by numerous hastily summoned Divinity Transformation Heavenly Monarchs and Immortals of Nascent Soul personally entering the fray to refine treasures.

Faced with life and death, they couldn’t care less about their high status; they took on the roles of junior refining masters, tirelessly smelting heavenly materials and earthly treasures, personally inscribing treasures and formation methods.

In such madness, within mere decades, all the heavy military equipment was replenished.

The various hurriedly trained army formations also successively emerged, and in a blink of an eye, countless more troops from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace filled the ranks anew.

One could imagine that to achieve this in such a short time, under immense pressure, the Immortals and Heavenly Monarchs responsible for training the army formations must have resorted to numerous diabolic quick-success methods.

Many Taoist soldiers’ lifespan and Dao foundations were greatly affected, with a limited future ahead.

But that’s the future.

At least for now, the army of cultivators from Xuanwu Heavenly Palace was serviceable.

Even if they were not as well-trained as the armies from the other seven great Immortal Sects, they were above the passing line and were faintly frenzied, fearlessly fierce.

They charged where the casualties were heaviest, utterly disregardful of their lives, bearing the brunt of the risk for the coalition of the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

In some ways, this even enhanced the coalition’s combat effectiveness, much better than Xuanwu Heavenly Palace’s regular forces initially.

“Kill!”

“Kill!

Kill!

Kill!”

At that moment, amid the sounds of the war drums, the eyes of these Xuanwu Heavenly Palace army formation cultivators turned red, their minds crazed as they led the charge into the Starry Sky World-Locking Array.

Shouts and roars thunderous, a great battle was about to erupt.