Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Within the Heavenly Dou Alliance, the allied forces are being assembled in full swing.

The armies of the various vassal states set off one after another, gathering in several important military towns near Tiandou City.

The students of the Advanced Soul Master Academy were scattered and incorporated into different combat sequences, mixed with sect disciples, to learn from and adapt to each other.

Logistics supplies were also being prepared in full swing. Food, medicine, soul tools, hidden weapons, and repair materials were being moved out of the warehouses of Tiandou City and various vassal states, filling several large camps outside the city.

The hidden weapons among them were specially contributed by Tang San.

The Clear Sky Sect is now greatly weakened, so Tang San has taken out some hidden weapons suitable for the battlefield to strengthen its forces.

Ning Fengzhi, Wang Teng, Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo... everyone was busy.

Days passed by like that, one after another, like the calm before a storm.

Another month later, Ning Fengzhi received the message.

The Star Luo Empire was completely conquered by the Spirit Hall.

Chapter 499 Heavenly Battle Assembles, North and South Stand in Confrontation

The day the news reached Tiandou City was a cloudy day.

Wang Teng was sitting by the training ground drinking water when Zhu Zhuqing stood next to him, and the two chatted casually.

Not far away, newly recruited Allied soldiers were drilling, shouts of battle rising and falling, and dust billowing high.

A messenger rushed in from outside, his steps hurried and disorderly, and he almost tripped at the entrance of the drill ground.

He was holding a letter in his hand; the envelope was covered in dust and the edges were frayed.

"Report... Urgent report from the Star Luo Empire!"

Wang Teng put down the water bowl, took the letter, tore open the seal, and pulled out the paper inside.

He glanced down at a few lines, and his expression immediately changed.

Zhu Zhuqing noticed his unusual behavior, leaned closer to take a look, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

The letter contained only a few lines, but every word struck Wang Teng's heart like a hammer blow.

The Star Luo Empire is gone.

It wasn't a defeat, nor was it the cession of territory; the entire empire was wiped off the map.

Within half a month, the Spirit Hall's army swept through all the Star Luo Empire's defenses. Members of the royal family either died or fled. On the day the capital was breached, the palace burned for a day and a night.

The emperor of the Star Luo Empire died in the chaos of war, the crown prince disappeared without a trace, and several other princes were either killed or captured.

Only Dai Mubai, who was away from home, was left alive.

Wang Teng crumpled the letter into a ball until his knuckles turned white.

Before he could even process the news, the second letter arrived.

The paper on this letter is much better than the previous one. The envelope is stamped with the Spirit Hall's wax seal, and the seal is intact, indicating that it was sent through official channels.

The letter was not a secret report, but a notice.

The Spirit Hall officially announced its occupation of the entire Star Luo Empire, establishing the Spirit Empire.

Pope Bibi Dong transformed into the Empress of the Spirit Empire, and Holy Maiden Qian Renxue was made the First Princess.

The letter was carefully chosen and its sentences were well-structured, clearly having been prepared in advance and just waiting for the right moment to be sent out.

Looking at those grand and dignified words, Wang Teng felt a tightness in his chest.

The situation developed even faster than he had imagined.

The Spirit Hall was very well prepared. The Star Luo Empire had just fallen when the regime there was already established. There was no transition period, and everything was in perfect order.

There was no large-scale chaos, famine, or riots in the occupied areas, as if the Spirit Hall had already arranged every city and every street there.

This terrible order is more despairing than the war itself.

The news quickly spread throughout Tiandou City.

The once peaceful streets suddenly became tense and chaotic overnight.

No more loud laughter and chatter filled the tavern; instead, hushed whispers filled the air.

Several elderly people were talking at the tea stall. They fell silent as they picked up their bowls and buried their faces in them.

There are even rumors that the army of the Spirit Empire has already set out and is heading towards the Heavenly Dou territory.

The rumor is true.

Seven days after the establishment of the Martial Soul Empire, their army moved out.

They split into three groups, starting from within the Star Luo Empire and advancing northward along the official road at an astonishing speed.

The vanguard consisted entirely of cavalry, followed by large groups of infantry and Soul Masters, and then the supply train, a vast and imposing force that blotted out the sky.

The situation is very bad for the Heavenly Dou Alliance.

The alliance has only been established for a little over a month, and the various forces have just sat down at the same table. Many things have not yet been sorted out.

Although the coalition was nominally formed, only about half of its forces were actually assembled.

This half of the main force consisted of the original standing army of the Heaven Dou Empire, plus disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and teachers and students from several advanced soul master academies who had already arrived in Heaven Dou City.

At most, there are only forty or fifty thousand people.

The armies of the five major vassal states are still on their way.

The cavalry of the Kingdom of Hagendas will take half a month to travel, the infantry of the Kingdom of Gure have just left the city gates, and the Kingdom of Silves has not even received news of their departure yet.

For the more distant Duchy of Skyfrost and Kingdom of Barak, it would take seven or eight days for a messenger to travel back and forth. By the time their armies had fully assembled and arrived, it would be too late.

The problem is, the Spirit Empire isn't waiting for them.

Seven days after the start of the war, the Kingdom of Barak fell.

The army of the Martial Spirit Empire marched straight towards the capital of the Barak Kingdom.

The defending soldiers resisted for less than two days before the city gates were breached by the Soul Master Corps.

The king fled in panic with his family, but they were intercepted by pursuers on the way and the whole family was taken to Wuhun City.

On the third seven-day period, both the Kingdom of Häagen-Dazs and the Kingdom of Gure were in dire need of attention.

The Martial Soul Empire split its forces into two routes, one advancing eastward and the other westward, like an open pair of pincers.

Häagen-Dazs' cavalry engaged in a skirmish with the Spirit Empire's Soul Master Corps on the plains, suffering more than half their losses before retreating into the city.

The mountain defenses of the Kingdom of Gulei were breached, the defending army was routed, and the general was killed in action.

By the fourth seven-day period, neither the Kingdom of Silves nor the Duchy of Skyfrost could hold out.

The king of the Kingdom of Silves chose to surrender, while the duke of the Skyfrost Duchy led his remaining troops into the northern mountains to continue the resistance, but the duchy had lost all its lands and cities.

One month.

Just one month.

All five vassal states under the Heaven Dou Alliance have been occupied by the Spirit Empire.

When the news reached Tiandou City, Ning Fengzhi's desk was piled high with battle reports, every single one of them bad news, without exception.

He sat in the chair, staring at the battle reports for a long time, his expression a mix of anger and exhaustion.

Bone Douluo stood to the side, his lips moved several times, as if he wanted to say something to comfort him, but in the end he said nothing.

Sword Douluo walked in through the door, his footsteps heavy.

He stopped in front of Ning Fengzhi and said in a deep voice, "Fengzhi, we need to speed things up."

"Otherwise, the Spirit Hall would have already attacked Heaven Dou City."

Ning Fengzhi nodded without saying anything.

That evening, he convened an emergency meeting with all the top executives of the alliance.

The conference room lights stayed on until late into the night, and the conversations inside were intermittent, with occasional banging on the table and long silences.

The final decision was to launch a preemptive strike.

Can't wait any longer.

If we wait any longer, morale will collapse.

Allied soldiers hear news of defeats every day; who has the will to fight?

We must fight a battle, even if we can't win, we must fight to show our strength and confidence.

Ning Fengzhi's plan was simple: he would personally go to the next battlefield with Sword Douluo and all the existing Title Douluos and elite troops that the Heaven Dou Alliance could muster.

As for the remaining personnel, those who are still on their way, still training, and have not yet completed their reorganization, they will be under the responsibility of Bone Douluo and Wang Teng in Heaven Dou City.

Bring as many people as you can.

As fast as possible.

After the meeting, everyone went their separate ways.

Ning Fengzhi set off before dawn the next day.

Sword Douluo walked ahead of him, dressed in white with a sword hanging at his waist, his expression as calm as a stagnant pool.

Bone Douluo, Dugu Bo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, the three elders of the Haotian Sect, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and Flander followed closely behind.

Behind them were two thousand elite disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, five thousand of the most elite cavalry of the Heaven Dou Empire, and one thousand students of the Four Elements Academy.

The procession filed out of the south gate of Tiandou City, the sound of hooves and footsteps breaking the silence of the early morning.

The people at the city gate stood by the roadside watching, no one spoke, only a few old people put their hands together and silently bowed.

Ning Fengzhi, mounted on his horse, glanced back at the walls of Tiandou City, then turned and rode away.

He didn't turn around.

The road from the rear to the front line was not long, but they traveled very quickly.

The team traveled day and night, resting only four hours a day, with people and horses changing without stopping.

As we passed through villages and towns, the people stood on both sides of the road, watching quietly.