Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 793 Veterans over fifty years old, step forward!
On the border, countless soldiers were melted away almost without any chance to fight back. Only when faced with a power as overwhelming as the heavens did they truly feel their own insignificance.

However, until their deaths, these soldiers were thinking about the Heavenly Soul Empire, or rather, about their homeland.

Empire, you must hold on this time! Our elders, our loved ones, depend on the reinforcements from behind!
The barrage of fire from the Three-Wheel Soul Guidance Legion was almost suffocating; the bombardment that swept across the mountains and fields lasted for a full half hour.

As the firepower gradually subsided and the smoke cleared, the entire battle line had turned charred black, and all the buildings, along with the ground, had been leveled, turning into deep pits.

The Heavenly Soul Empire's thousands of years of preparations were completely wiped out by the Sun and Moon Empire's fiery roar, leaving only devastation and craters indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"go ahead!"

The leader of the Terrorclaw Soul Master Corps, who had been prepared long ago, shouted, and a pair of golden claws shot out from his arms.

This is a melee soul tool made based on the Beast King Bear King, the super soul beast known as the Destroyer of Star Dou Forest. Apart from him, the legion commander, all the soul masters in the Terrorclaw Soul Master Corps have such a soul tool, the Terrorclaw, which is extremely good at close combat.

This is also the fundamental reason why Orange arranged for the Terrorclaw Soul Master Corps to lead the charge. No other corps is more skilled in close combat than this corps. Even when facing Soul Masters of the same level, Soul Masters with Terrorclaw Soul Tools are generally stronger than them!
The next moment, the Soul Masters of the Terrorclaw Soul Master Corps and another Soul Master Corps that had been stationed on the frontier of the Heavenly Soul raised their Soul Master shields and rapidly advanced forward.

Scattered among the shell craters along the border are still some Soul Masters and ordinary soldiers.

Gritting their teeth and bleeding, they summoned their martial spirits, picked up their bows and crossbows, hoping to do their last bit of effort to slow down the enemy.

"Ta-da, ta-da."

Whether it was bows and crossbows or soul skills, when they landed on the two vanguard soul master regiments, they were only deflected with a crisp sound, causing only a ripple on the soul guide shields.

This is simply a matter of technological disparity. Just like the Ansar who used firearms and powerful ships to set foot in the Americas and carried out a bloody massacre against the natives, under this despairing technological gap, many seemingly heroic attacks were completely meaningless.

Several soul-guided rays shot out, piercing through the bodies of these brave soldiers.

A few soldiers who were hiding in the reverse slope of the shell crater, or who were so terrified that they wanted to surrender, or who hoped to fight in close combat, seized the opportunity to rush out of the trench with their broken bodies. They were met by the heavily armed Terrorclaw Soul Regiment soldiers.

The sharp, claw-like soul-guided device tore their bodies apart, hurled them heavily into the air, and then slammed them to the ground, splattering blood everywhere.

No survivors were left. This was Ju Zi's iron-fisted order. She was to use the most extreme methods to kill all the soldiers of Douluo Continent to comfort the spirit of her father who died on the front lines.

Unfortunately, what Ju Zi didn't know was that while the soldiers of the two major Soul Master Corps were charging into the trenches like hungry wolves, slaughtering those soldiers who couldn't break through their defenses, dozens of meters below them, hundreds of veterans with cultivation levels of only two or three rings, most of them with graying temples and looking weathered by life, had already taken out the artillery shells they carried in their storage Soul Tools and placed them at their feet. "Old Li, we've been from the same village since we were kids, and later joined the army in the same year, eating from the same pot. I never thought we'd die together."

An old soldier smiled and smoked his pipe in the dark passageway, where only a single soul-guiding lamp illuminated the surroundings.

"Hehe, it would be really unlucky to die with you, but considering that we've fought for half our lives and been bullied so badly by those arrogant Soul Masters, it's not a bad deal to be able to drag them down with us before we die."

The soldier known as Old Li had visible wrinkles on his face. He found a more comfortable position and lay down on the hundreds of shells beneath him.

"Before I leave, I can even use artillery shells to make my bed. My life has been worthwhile. Our regimental commander said that we will all be martyrs in the future, and our families will receive compensation. Our children will also have more options in the future. Haha."

Upon hearing these words, the group of veterans in the passageway burst into laughter, their initial fear of death dissipating considerably.

These old guys all volunteered to sign up as soon as they heard about the conscription. They felt they had lived a fulfilling life, having exchanged so many Soul Masters for their lives before they died.

Therefore, even though they knew from the beginning that they were on a mission with no chance of survival, they did not back down in the slightest.

When you reach fifty, half of your body is already buried in the ground. Even if you live a life of mere survival, what can you do? The Heavenly Soul Empire is gone, and the people of the Sun Moon Empire, whose country is full of evil soul masters, have occupied your homeland. How can you and your family possibly be happy?

These veterans had a simple and sincere sense of purpose. They participated in this mission so that their wives and children would not be bullied by the invaders of the Sun Moon Empire and so that their descendants could have a better future.

They were all Soul Masters who were born with only level two or three Soul Power. In their entire lives, they would only reach level twenty or thirty Soul Power. They might not be able to do other things, but they could still carry several low-level storage Soul Tools, fill them with Soul Guidance Cannonballs, and retrieve all the cannonballs from the designated location.

The reason why so many veterans were required to voluntarily sacrifice themselves was simple: Chen Ping was worried that the mass explosion in Mingdu in the original novel would be repeated in his plan.

In the original novel, Huo Yuhao's original intention was never to actually cause a massive explosion in Mingdu. Instead, he detonated the armory outside the Sun Moon Royal Academy, and then in turn detonated a pile of level 8 and level 9 fixed artillery shells in the armory at the bottom of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, thus creating that day of destruction where the sun and moon were plunged into darkness.

Therefore, in order to prevent the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Guild Corps from laying cannonballs in advance during the fire coverage and advance, which would cause a secondary explosion and ruin the entire effort, these veterans had no choice but to carry their own storage Soul Guidance Devices. After the Sun Moon Empire's fire coverage ended, they would take out all the Soul Guidance Cannonballs they carried and place them at their feet.

This is why it's said that this is actually a mission with a certain death sentence.

Hundreds or even thousands of tons of shells exploded simultaneously, including a large number of the Heavenly Soul Empire's top-secret level 7 fixed shells. The simultaneous explosion of these shells would be no less powerful than the Mingdu explosion in the original novel!
With enough shells to kill millions at once, how could these veterans possibly be given a chance to evacuate? To be precise, from the moment they accepted the mission, they were already dead.

(End of this chapter)