Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 492 The Iron Torrent Rolls Forward
"Throughout the long history of the past six thousand years, our ancestors never stopped pursuing the vast starry sky."

"When the Blue Star civilization was still in a state of chaos and ignorance, Dongxia had its own romanticism of exploring the universe."

"Kuafu chased the sun, Chang'e flew to the moon; Pangu created the world, Nuwa mended the sky!"

The chief commander's voice was loud and clear, each word seeming to travel through the long river of history and strike the soldiers' ears.

The young soldiers' blood was beginning to boil with patriotic fervor.

"Our ancestors used myths to record their ideals, engraving that unceasing dream of flying into their bones and blood, passing it down from generation to generation to this day."

"In modern times, we were once a land ravaged and devastated, but once we stood up, we began to catch up!"

"We have explored tirelessly, pursued diligently, and generation after generation have vowed to catch up with and surpass the world's advanced levels!"

"We hope to firmly tell our descendants whether there are other life forms in the starry sky above us, and whether they are also looking forward to our arrival!"

Li Zehua paused.

The tens of thousands of officers and soldiers on the square remained silent, motionless, and even their breathing was barely audible.

Only the battle flag fluttered in the wind.

"Now, I will tell you—"

"Have!"

A single word, like a heavy bomb, exploded silently in the quiet crowd.

The commander's mobilization continued: "We have confirmed that on a planet that we cannot see yet, there is a world called [Starry Sky]. An Eastern Xia pioneer who was accidentally stranded has done his best to send us signals and has been repaying this beloved homeland in his own way."

"Today, the land of Dongxia enjoys favorable weather and abundant harvests, its borders are impervious to evil, and the physical and mental well-being of its people has significantly improved. All of this is thanks to the selfless dedication of this 'wanderer'!"

"Comrades, those virtual opponents you faced in past exercises—those brutal orcs, savage beasts, tough warriors, and mysterious magic—are the enemies that [Wanderer] has been facing alone in that starry world."

"Now, we have an opportunity—a limited-time, cosmic-bound lightning support mission to this 'wanderer'!"

"And you—"

Li Zehua took a deep breath, the loud sound causing everyone to instinctively hold their breath.

"They are the main force in this reinforcement!"

boom!
Although Wei Dingjiang had already guessed something from the previous remarks, when he heard those words with his own ears, he still felt his head explode and his mind go blank.

Everything around me was blurry, and the voice seemed to come from a very, very far place. It was the commander's speech, still echoing in the square.

"Comrades!"

"Comrades!"

"The moment you step through that door, you will no longer be ordinary soldiers."

"You are the first vanguard team in the history of the Eastern Xia civilization to step into another world."

"Your names and deeds will be forever engraved in the military history of our army, in the national history of Dongxia, and in the history of human civilization."

"Eternal and immortal, forever enduring!"

Wei Dingjiang felt his muscles trembling all over, his hands felt like they were about to crush the steel gun, and there was a raging fire inside his body, ready to burst forth and burn him into a blazing torch.

If it weren't for the repeated emphasis on exercise discipline and prohibition of making any noise, the square would have been filled with deafening shouts and earth-shaking noises by now.

Lao Tzu, Wei Dingjiang, has waited for this day for over thirty years.

The day of creation has arrived.

I'm going to the outside world—to conquer the land!

Finally, Commander Li Zehua reiterated the importance of combat discipline, demanding that all combat groups, units, and commanders at all levels strictly adhere to combat orders, resolutely obey superiors, maintain discipline, and fight bravely…

Old Wei didn't take a single word to heart.

He eagerly awaited the command, until that heavenly voice rang out.

"set off!"

The roar of engines shattered the silence in the air. One after another, the troop carriers, lined up one after another, moved slowly, accelerated, and filed into the dark entrance of the combat readiness warehouse, like a giant steel dragon awakening.

Extending underground from there, is the coordinate entrance to the passage between the two worlds.

The soldiers were ordered to sit down, huddled in the truck bed, lowered their voices, and frantically vented their pent-up emotions with a variety of one-word, two-word, or three-word exclamations.

The baby-faced veteran who was the last to arrive with the message was now sitting in the corner, slapping himself hard across the face, one slap after another.

"Serves you right for not taking the drills seriously and for looking down on orcs..."

Wei Dingjiang grabbed his hand: "Old Geng, what's wrong? What are you doing?"

When the baby-faced girl looked up, tears were already welling up in her eyes.

“Squad leader, during the last exercise, I didn’t complete all the tactical maneuvers… I… I thought fighting the orcs was just a charade, I didn’t know… I didn’t know it was so important… I didn’t fight with all my might…”

What a fine soldier!
Wei Dingjiang grabbed him and punched him hard in the back.

"Save your energy for war!"

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On the Blue Star world, a torrent of steel is about to burst its banks; on this side of the Starry World, torches flicker anxiously in the wind.

Everyone carries some fear, unease, or confusion in their hearts.

Add a little bit of anticipation.

The Han Hai Supreme Command also rushed to hold several pre-battle coordination meetings.

Commander-in-Chief Chen Mo repeatedly emphasized that the upcoming force is a predominantly civilian army equipped with all-weapon firepower, an enhanced version of the Hanhai Field Army with reduced combat strength and full firepower.

During this operation, all actions must be carried out under the command of the enemy, and all units must cooperate fully. Furthermore, if there is a conflict between the enemy's orders and the lord's orders, the enemy's orders shall prevail.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances; this seemed a bit... too exaggerated!
Faced with this arrangement, Liu Zaiyue fell into deep thought.

The lord has ordered us not to obey his orders, but should I obey his orders or not?
Old Niu felt a bit of a headache!

Liu Shuang stood behind Chen Mo, secretly twisting the hem of her clothes under the armor plates with both hands, tearing the fabric into tattered lint.

The door opened, connecting with that "Eastern Xia".

Will he... go back?

Will they never come again?

No one understands Chen Mo's feelings for Dongxia better than Liu Shuang. The little princess's intuition tells her that if she had to choose between that country and herself, Chen Mo would definitely apologize to her and turn around and leave!
If he really leaves, he should... take me with him, right?
Will you take me...?

The officials of the Han Hai Kingdom, however, were thinking about something else entirely. The lord had summoned reinforcements from the gods, so would their power and status be affected?

The vast majority of them are loyal to their lord and love the vast sea, but this does not conflict with their love of power.

With these guys who are so highly regarded by the lord, even more important than the lord himself, coming here, will they usurp the throne?
The soldiers below were relatively simple-minded. The warriors and mercenaries were curious about how high a level of skill the legendary "average ordinary people" could achieve; the elves were curious about how the accuracy and rate of fire of this all-archer unit differed from their own; the artillery regiment of the Hanhai Field Army wanted to see the difference between the original and the pirated version; and the most delighted were the Hanhai orc troops.

They were overjoyed, their faces glowing with happiness.

What are they so happy about? If you asked them, the other troops in Hanhai could only mutter "crazy" under their breath, spit on the ground, and walk away.

According to the logic of these idiot orcs, look, the lord has been attacking here and there without summoning any divine soldiers, but now that he wants to attack the orc wasteland, he has summoned a divine army.

What does this mean?
This proves that we orcs are indeed strong!

Although the orcs the lord is targeting are bad orcs, and they are not the same kind of orcs as us good orcs who are devoted to the Vast Sea, we are all physically identical. This makes the orcs of the Vast Sea feel a sense of honor as “appointed by the lord and certified by the divine kingdom”.

—That's so prestigious!

They roared and swung their giant axes, warhammers, and maces with extra fervor.

At this moment, the orcs are serving as the front line of the army, responsible for intercepting and clearing the vast numbers of low-level skeletons and zombies surging out of the [Eternal Swamp].

Elven archers, human snipers, and artillery battalions are responsible for suppressing mid-tier and higher undead.

This is the edge of the [Eternal Swamp]'s influence; the ground has been severely corroded, becoming part of the cursed land. The elite forces of the Vast Ocean have forcibly carved out a small safe zone here, and a wide, fast passage has been prepared. After activating the Bloodline Altar, Chen Mo first conducted a round of high-frequency tests.

The advance test force from Blue Star, consisting of undead creatures from the Nine Springs Column carrying several calves roughly the same weight as a human, was the first to arrive through the passage.

The calves, laden with detection equipment and carried by the undead, their hooves dangling in the air, passed through the portal, utterly bewildered. Some were still chewing grass when they were suddenly frozen in another world, their eyes filled with confusion.

Fourteen birds came over in total. One pair was immediately withdrawn after they arrived. Then, one pair returned every half minute for three minutes to complete the collection of all physiological data fluctuations.

Meanwhile, in the Starry World, living creatures were being simultaneously transported to the other side, including camel-like beasts, warhorses, earth dragons, sand beetles, and horned eagles—all sorts of creatures were available.

However, after the animals were sent to Dongxia, only half of the observation data was retrieved; the other half was left as local specialties back home.

After a few minutes of cross-validation, the next step is to bring in live people.

Before setting off, Chen Mo grabbed the little white bird, Zhiwei, who was watching the commotion on Liushuang's shoulder, and tossed it into the teleportation channel.

Little White: "???"

It hurriedly flew out and dove into Liushuang's hair, revealing a somewhat frightened eye.

Hmm, since the other eye wasn't open, it seems there's no major danger...

Chen Mo remained expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the suicide squad from Fanxing rushed through the door.

After three rounds of verification, the first batch of Dongxia warriors emerged from the portal two minutes later.

Some had cultivated psychic powers, some had adorned themselves with runes, and some were ordinary people.

The first thing he did upon meeting was to give Chen Mo, who was wearing a military uniform and carrying the rank of lieutenant general, a crisp military salute.

Chen Mo's eyes instantly reddened, and he hurriedly returned a military salute.

I've finally seen my family!

"Comrades...Hello, comrades!"

"Greetings, Commander Chen!"

The sound was like a thunderclap, rolling far across the open plain.

Next came the rapid exchange of personnel between the two sides: Han Hai, Dong Xia, Lan Xing, and Fan Xing. As rounds of physiological data collection were completed, the entire safety test was finished at 12:09:41.

Although theoretically, whether prolonged exposure to another world has any effect is still uncertain, at this critical moment, Dongxia has decisively sounded the horn of war.

The first vehicle to emerge was a convertible SUV.

Sitting in the car were two high-ranking military officials—Gu Liyang, the commander-in-chief of this "Ploughing the Court" operation; and Han Mu, the political commissar.

Upon meeting, without exchanging pleasantries, Gu Liyang and Han Mu stood on either side of Chen Mo under the flagpole, intentionally taking half a step back to create a formation with Chen Mo in front and the two behind.

Chen Mo tried to back down, but Gu Liyang grabbed him from behind.

"The troops are here! Get ready!"

Liu Shuang, whose seat next to Chen Mo had been taken, quietly pouted.

I knew it……

This is the scene that greeted the soldiers of the first group when they went outside.

Under the high-flying red flag, three commanders with stars on their shoulders stood in a triangular formation. The one at the front was incredibly young, and his chest was covered with medals that were dazzlingly bright.

There's no need to distinguish the specific types of medals anymore; you can tell who the main character is just by looking at them.

Fearing that Chen Mo would find it too much to keep his arm raised, the command set a rule to reduce the burden on the commanders: after each batch of tanks came out, they would salute once, and the three-person command team would return the salute once.

Whether in Chen Mo's eyes or in the eyes of the soldiers of Han Hai, this was an unprecedented array performance.

The Dongxia government equipped this unit with the most advanced combat command system. Every moment, every vehicle, and every squad received clear, real-time action orders.

Therefore, once outside, after the troops had spread out for a distance, they immediately and smoothly split into three columns, changing from a single column to three columns. With the engines roaring rapidly, the steel dragon accelerated forward, heading straight for the mission objective.

Those soldiers, standing straight and with steel guns on their shoulders, did not have a single foot on the ground.

A fully mechanized force, a sea of ​​steel behemoths!
Trucks carrying soldiers, flatcars towing tanks, vans loaded with ammunition, tankers transporting fuel...

Some of them were barely recognizable to the officers of the Hanhai Army, such as tanks that, although their shapes were somewhat different, were still similar to their own Type 59 tanks; wheeled and tracked armored vehicles; and several types of self-propelled mortar assault vehicles.

The officers of Hanhai had only heard of many other war machines, or had never even heard of them.

The first group's suppression force includes heavy self-propelled artillery vehicles, self-propelled anti-aircraft gun mobile platforms, and frontline communication command vehicles...

The Second Engineering Corps' excavators, bulldozers, cranes, loaders, concrete mixer trucks, hoists, dump trucks, tractors...

Then, the third and fourth main force groups made their appearance.

Chen Mo's arm, which was so sore he could barely lift it, suddenly regained its immense strength.

Of course, some people later said that it was the magic hand of the mage Downs that held him up...

Accompanying the main combat troops roared in were truly super heavy weapons.

In addition to the tank and armored vehicle formations, rows upon rows of wheeled rocket launcher vehicles, tracked rocket launcher vehicles, and heavy rocket launcher vehicles were neatly lined up...

The launch tubes were densely packed together, arranged in huge rectangles, so dense that just one look at them made one's scalp tingle and one's whole body tremble.

Next up are heavy anti-tank missile launchers, air defense missile launchers, and short-range tactical missile launchers...

Unmanned aerial vehicle (UAV) cellular launcher, heavy-duty UAV launcher, tracked high-speed mine-laying vehicle...

Electromagnetic railgun vehicles, laser-guided gun vehicles, amphibious tank loading vehicles, and even unmanned surface vessel loading vehicles...

An elven archer muttered to himself, "What...what are these?"

The Terran sniper next to him touched the gun in his hand, looking dazed.

The planes of the fifth group slowly entered the airfield.

One after another, towed by trucks, like a flock of giant birds poised to take flight, they headed straight for the field airfield area under frantic construction.

Endless and without end. These densely packed steel behemoths, maintaining perfect marching formations with centimeter-level spacing, surged out of the teleportation tunnels, then accelerated, turned, and rushed to the battlefield.

Even when accelerating and sprinting at full speed, they still maintain an indescribable sense of order and fluidity.

This was not just a march, but more like a grand military parade.

After the first round of combat troops emerged, Chen Mo, Gu Liyang, and Han Mu, along with the commanders of the major clusters who had already arrived at Fanxing, entered the temporary command post.

Deputy Commander Liu Shuang took over Chen Mo's position, and together with several Han Hai officers and Dong Xia officers, continued to salute to welcome the troops behind them.

The combat groups continued to roll out in droves, and a large number of auxiliary vehicles and machines began to be interspersed among their ranks.

Mobile battlefield medical emergency platforms, armored ambulances, all-terrain transport vehicles, power emergency repair vehicles, water trucks, fire trucks...

Oh, and there are also kitchen trucks, field food trucks, battlefield cleanup trucks, garbage collection trucks...

Finally, these vehicles are primarily responsible for collecting excrement. This serves two purposes: firstly, to save time so soldiers can return to the battlefield while using the toilet, maintaining the unit's movement; and secondly, to minimize the amount of pollutants left on the battlefield.

Last but not least, there was the rocket launcher, which was over fifty meters long, and the equally enormous satellite transport vehicle.

This was like a real torrent of steel, which, after accumulating for countless millennia, finally found its outlet.

There was no blockage, no stagnation, not even a second of hesitation.

Each vehicle was on its own track, each driver was correcting its course millimeter by millimeter, and each commander was timing their stopwatch, issuing and confirming instructions.

This is a true "divine guard," an army that seems to have descended from mythology.

As those behemoths slowly drove out of the teleportation portal, the entire Vast Ocean Battlefield fell into complete silence.

They were even calmer than the underworld creatures opposite them.

The humans remained silent, the elves remained silent, and even the orcs, who had just been smug and howling, were now completely silent and motionless.

These guys are now incredibly grateful that they lost in the last war, the war before that.

(End of this chapter)