Douluo Jueshi: Picking up Firefly at the Beginning

It's not hard to imagine that in the days to come, the Douluo Continent will become incredibly lively, with thrilling battles and shifts in power and influence unfolding on this Douluo Star.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the atmosphere in the Mingdou Mountains, where the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire meet, became increasingly tense and oppressive.

Hundreds of figures, shimmering with fiery light, suddenly appeared above the military camp of the Sun and Moon Empire's defense line.

Those were silver-white mechs covered in flames, falling in unison from the sky like shooting stars with long tails, landing precisely and steadily on the open ground of the military camp.

Their arrival instantly attracted the attention of a large number of soldiers. The Molten Knights, a team equipped with the most advanced soul-guided mechs of the Sun Moon Empire, had long been famous in the Sun Moon Empire's military.

Although the Molten Knights are still young and inexperienced compared to the five great national protection legions with their long history and profound heritage, their potential is remarkable and their future is bright.

For this reason, many soldiers harbor a dream: to join the Molten Knights and become a glorious member of the order.

The leader and vice-leader of the Molten Knights, Meteor and Firefly, are not titled Douluo with great prestige like the leaders of the five great national protection legions, but with their outstanding talent and amazing strength, they have become the strongest among the younger generation of the Sun Moon Empire.

Even looking at the younger generation across the entire Douluo Continent, the two of them can be considered the strongest.

Surrounded by numerous dazzling halos, the Molten Knights are like the brightest stars in the night sky within the army, attracting much attention.

This immense attention filled every member of the Molten Knights with pride; they stood tall and proud, as if they carried an incomparably sacred mission on their shoulders.

During daily training, no one dared to slack off. Everyone knew that being expelled from the Molten Knights for making a mistake would be more painful than being killed.

After Meteor and Firefly had properly arranged all the matters concerning the Molten Knights, they walked together into the military camp.

At this moment, in the spacious command tent, Ju Zi, wearing a magnificent marshal's cloak, sat elegantly in the main seat.

Her delicate face carried a hint of composure and confidence. As she watched Meteor and Firefly enter the command tent, Orange turned to Keke beside her and smiled slightly, saying, "Keke, the two commanders have finally arrived."

Coco winked playfully, a smile playing on her lips, and teased, "Our two geniuses are incredibly busy people. Getting to see them on a normal day is harder than climbing to heaven!"

Meteor rolled her eyes helplessly and said irritably, "It seems that everything is under the control of Senior Orange. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so relaxed and have the mind to make fun of us."

"Alright, alright, enough joking around, let's get down to business. Keke, go and call Commander Wang over." Orange chuckled lightly, then her expression turned serious as she earnestly instructed Keke.

Keke responded and quickly walked out of the command tent. Not long after, Wang Yiheng, the leader of the Evil Lord Soul Master Corps, entered the tent under Keke's guidance. "Leader Wang, please have a seat." Ju Zi gestured for Wang Yiheng to sit down. After everyone was seated, Ju Zi's gaze swept over Liu Xing, Liu Ying, and Wang Yiheng in turn, and she slowly said, "I'm sure you all understand the urgency of this mission. The Star Luo Empire has been deploying defenses in the Ming Dou Mountains for a long time, and Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger is an experienced veteran. Our actions must be taken with utmost caution."

Wang Yiheng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Marshal, rest assured, the Evil Monarch Soul Master Corps will do its utmost. I just wonder if the Marshal has a detailed battle plan for this encirclement and killing of Dai Hao?"

With a cold expression, Ju Zi slowly stood up and walked with steady steps toward the military sand table in the center of the camp.

She stood tall and straight, her marshal's cloak swaying gently as she walked, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty.

Standing before the sand table, Ju Zi leaned forward slightly, her slender fingers pointing precisely to the terrain markers of the Mingdou Mountains. Her gaze sharp as an eagle, she spoke: "Gentlemen, please look. The Mingdou Mountains are extremely complex, with dense and secluded forests. The roads are rugged and difficult to traverse amidst the undulating mountains, making it a place easy to defend and difficult to attack. Dai Hao has painstakingly managed this area for many years, constructing extremely comprehensive fortifications. Take White Tiger City, for example; it houses nearly 200,000 Northwest Army Group troops—the elite force of the Star Luo Empire. Add to that the army groups deployed in other parts of the Mingdou Mountains, and the Star Luo Empire has a total of nearly 600,000 troops in this region. If we were to use conventional warfare tactics to defeat them, even with the current strength of our Sun Moon Empire, we would inevitably pay an extremely heavy price."

"What does the Marshal mean?" Mad Bull Douluo Wang Yiheng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly asked. His voice was deep and heavy, carrying the vicissitudes of a veteran of many battles.

Ju Zi extended her slender yet powerful jade finger and heavily jabbed it at the mark of White Tiger City on the sand table. Her face was covered with frost, her eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness, and her voice was as cold as if it came from the deepest hell: "This time, His Majesty has granted us permission to use level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shells. As long as we can win this war, there is no limit to the number, and we do not need to worry about any consequences."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yiheng's expression changed drastically. A level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell was a terrifying weapon of unparalleled power. Once used, it would inevitably cause widespread devastation.

At that time, it is hard to predict how many of the Star Luo Empire's 600,000-strong army will survive; perhaps even less than half will survive.

Although his heart was filled with turmoil, Wang Yiheng ultimately did not raise any objections. After all, he had been on the battlefield for many years and had witnessed scenes that were far more cruel and bloody than this.

In his view, war is inherently cruel and ruthless. Using level-nine fixed-position soul-guided cannons to bombard White Tiger City, although the method is ruthless, it is not unacceptable in this chaotic world.

Thinking of this, Wang Yiheng subconsciously turned his head to look at the shooting star and the firefly.

He harbored a vague worry about whether these two young regimental commanders could accept such a brutal method of combat.

However, he underestimated the feelings of Meteor and Firefly. The two of them remained calm and showed no signs of distress.

Meteor knew very well that on the stage of war, there was no absolute right or wrong; everything depended on one's position.

From the perspective of the Sun Moon Empire, any action they take is justified in order to achieve the empire's strategic goals. (End of Chapter)