I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Chapter 439 Battle Damage Situation of Tianyun Prefecture!

The smoke of battle in Tianyun Prefecture has not yet dissipated.

Outside the Wind City.

What was once a rolling wasteland has now been reduced to a scorched wasteland.

The fractured mountainside lies across the distance.

The ground was riddled with deep pits.

The remains of the Blood Demon, fragments of the Purple Spirit Clan puppets, and severed limbs of the War Puppet covered the battlefield for hundreds of miles.

One after another, transport vehicles drove out of the city gate.

The soldiers of the Po Jun Division silently jumped off the vehicle and began to collect the remains of their comrades.

It's impossible for war to be fought without people dying.

Even if they have Shen Tian.

Or rather, ever since the moment they became warriors of the Broken Army.

Death is ever-present.

But they didn't complain or regret it at all.

Because they do not die.

Those who died were the women and children in the city.

Moreover, Shen's personal guards had already taken out the city of the Purple Spirit Clan and destroyed their fortress.

With a single stroke, they cleaved their holy city in half.

This is enough.

That's what racial warfare is all about.

Some of the corpses had been corroded beyond recognition by the blood demon.

But each person's tactical watch had their name engraved on the back, and they sent their final data before they died.

In order to identify who the deceased was.

A young soldier kneels in the ruins.

With trembling hands, he dug half of a battle sword from under a pile of rubble.

Two characters are engraved on the hilt of the knife.

Chen Wu.

That was his teammate.

Last night, they were leaning against the city wall, joking that they would go to Tianyun City for drinks after the war was over.

Now, only the hilt remains.

The young soldier gritted his teeth, his eyes red-rimmed.

The veteran next to him patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't cry."

"Take him back."

"He died standing up."

The young soldier remained silent.

He bent down and carefully placed the knife handle and the tattered watch into the black body bag.

far away.

Groups of people are heading towards the inner city area.

The old man was holding a package.

The woman is holding the child's hand.

The child looked back at the ravaged city walls and whispered, "Mother, can we ever come back?"

The woman's eyes were red, but she forced a smile.

"able."

"As long as Lord Shen is still alive, we can come back."

The child nodded vigorously.

"Will Lord Shen kill all the bad guys?"

The woman hugged him tightly.

"meeting."

Her voice was soft, yet it sounded like she was trying to convince herself.

On the city wall.

The wound on Lu Changming's chest, torn open by the Law of Blood,

Although it has healed, the weakness left by the erosion of the laws has not completely dissipated.

Tianyun Prefecture needs him.

The meeting room was a temporary setup.

Half of the wall was cracked by the earthquake.

Lu Changming sat in the main seat, his voice hoarse.

"Have the casualty statistics been released yet?"

One of the staff officers stood up.

"Reporting to the Lord."

"The total number of soldiers killed in action by the Eight Great Guards and the Lord's personal guards was 5,722."

"More than 109,000 people were seriously injured."

"Minor injuries have not yet been fully accounted for."

Yan Jinghan sat to one side, his right arm still covered with a layer of ice.

That was the method he used to suppress the remaining Blood Law.

"What about the common people?"

The staff officer lowered his head.

"The underground shelters in all cities have been preserved as a whole."

"But the outer urban areas of Fengcheng and Jiangcheng were affected by the shockwave."

"More than 6,000 deaths have been confirmed so far."

The search for the missing person continues.

Lu Changming's boxing style had long been accustomed to war.

But every time he heard such numbers, he still felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

Those were not the casualties recorded on paper.

Those were real, living people.

He is a father, a son, a wife, and a child.

"Prioritize the repair of underground shelters."

Lu Changming said in a deep voice.

"The energy shields of all the major cities must be restored to minimum operation within three days."

"The cell tower should be rebuilt immediately."

"All communication links must remain open."

"In addition, mobilize the grain reserves of Tianyun City to first resettle the relocated people."

"yes!"

Chu Feng sat in the last seat.

His eyes were bloodshot.

He hadn't changed his work clothes for several days in a row.

This battle.

The Forge City has almost emptied its coffers.

But he felt no pity whatsoever.

Those puppets were created to die in someone else's place.

As long as it reduces the number of deaths in the Po Jun Si.

It's worth it.

But Chu Feng knew very well.

next time.

The enemy will only get stronger.

The Purple Spirit Clan has already broken off all pretense of civility.

The Blood Demon Clan suffered heavy losses this time and will never swallow this insult.

If the original model is followed and all production capacity is concentrated in Forge City, the eight major cities will face a dead end of running out of ammunition once the main storyline is cut off.

It must change.

The war industry must be dismantled.

It spread to every city like a spider web.

Just then.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the meeting room.

A guard rushed in.

"Lord of the Manor!"

"Lord Shen has emerged from seclusion!"

Lu Changming suddenly looked up.

Yan Jinghan's eyes also flickered.

Chu Feng stood up abruptly.

"Has Imperial Guard Shen emerged from seclusion?"

The guard nodded vigorously, his voice trembling.

"yes!"

"The entire population of Tianyun City has come out!"

Tianyun City.

Shen Tian paused slightly as he stepped out of the spatial rift.

The Asura Holy Armor on his body had already disappeared into his body.

Outwardly, he still appears to be just a young man dressed in black martial arts attire.

But the ground beneath his feet was trembling silently.

That's not a leakage of power.

Instead, it was the city that responded to him.

Both sides of the street.

Countless people rushed out of their homes.

Someone was wearing an overcoat.

Some people were even helping the injured.

Many more people knelt down on the street, tears welling in their eyes.

"Lord Shen!"

"Lord Shen is back!"

"Young God of War!"

"The Demon-Suppressing General!"

The cheers exploded like a tidal wave.

One layer after another.

The news spread from the east city to the west city.

The sound spread from the main street to every corner of the city.

Those civilians who had just come out of the shelter even ignored the guards' attempts to stop them and desperately squeezed to the side of the street, just to catch a glimpse of Shen Tian.

An old soldier with a broken leg was being helped up by two teenagers as he stood in the crowd.

The moment he saw Shen Tian, he struggled to kneel down.

Shen Tian frowned.

She flashed in front of him and reached out to support him.

"Veterans don't need to kneel."

The veteran's lips trembled.

"Lord Shen, you have avenged us."

"My son died in the Purple Spirit Clan's experimental field."

"I thought I would never live to see this day."

"You did a good job killing him!"

"Good riddance!"

The surrounding people instantly turned red with anger.