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Cao Yuanming shouted as if he were going crazy, but he wasn't really crazy. He knew very well that this bomb was a serious blow to the entire army. The most urgent task now was not to save those who had lost their fighting ability, but to quickly stabilize the morale of the troops around him.

Faced with such terrifying morale, directly criticizing the bomb's power would be ineffective. Therefore, it's necessary to say that these people were lucky and blessed by God.

The chief of staff understood immediately and shouted, "May God bless the Northeast Army, and may the Cao family ancestors protect us!"

Cao Cao's personal guards naturally joined in the shouting, and the soldiers who had survived the ordeal heard these shouts and thought they made a lot of sense.

Otherwise, if this bomb had hit its mark, probably very few people would have survived.

"The Cao family is mighty!"

Countless people roared along, celebrating their survival in this way, seemingly ignoring even the wounded soldiers who were still groaning in pain.

Anyway, it's not me who gets hurt.

Seeing this situation, Cao Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to stabilize the morale of his troops for the time being. The next step was to consider what to do.

However, reality seemed destined to make Cao Yuanming understand that making promises without reason was a bad thing and would be punished by heaven.

He had just finished saying that the Cao family was blessed by God when Artoria contradicted him.

"Okay, sound check, sound check. Soldiers from the Eastern Military Region over there, can you hear me?"

In the distance, Artoria, who had taken the upwind position, took out a large megaphone and began to shout at the Liaodong Army.

This megaphone was originally used when she was training 10,000 special response troops. After all, she now had a human body, and her voice certainly couldn't be heard by everyone. So, the megaphone became her personal accessory.

Even she hadn't expected to be able to use this at this time.

Having taken upwind position with no obstructions around, Artoria's voice could easily travel ten kilometers with the help of a loudspeaker, so all the Cao family members heard Artoria's voice instantly.

The clear and dignified female voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over the head of the howling person. And because it was a female voice, everyone instinctively felt a sense of doubt: how did a female voice suddenly appear, and where did it come from?

Soon, everyone realized that it was people from Luoyang making a message, and the person making the message was actually a woman.

Artoria was also somewhat surprised, not expecting that her words would immediately silence Cao's army, as if even the soldiers' howls had disappeared.

Hong Gu, standing to the side, looked on with admiration, even sounding a bit like a die-hard fan. He was convinced that if he were the one to give the order, Cao's army would not have cooperated so well.

As expected of the General, he exudes an aura of authority!

Author's Note:

Third update, one more update after midnight.

112 I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.

At this moment, although Artoria couldn't see the exact number of people, she could easily guess that she was being watched by at least 100,000 people.

Although the lights obscure her face, making it impossible for anyone to truly see her features, being under the gaze of 100,000 people is a pressure for anyone.

Unfortunately, Artoria, who was once a queen, had long been accustomed to such pressure.

For Artoria, this was no longer a pressure, but a symbol of honor.

Faced with 100,000 men still in shock, Artoria knew very well that this was the best opportunity to demoralize the enemy.

Faced with the immense power of that cannon shot, anyone would understand that in the face of such overwhelming force, the human body, mind, and even the steel weapons in one's hands would be utterly powerless.

Faced with this group of people who were essentially panicked but forced themselves to remain calm, Artoria only needed to tear off their mask instantly.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Artoria said in a calm voice, yet with a chilling truth in her voice, "that bomb we just fired was deliberately misfired, as a kind of greeting gift to you all from the Northeast."

Was it deliberately shot off-target?

Upon hearing this, everyone's first reaction was disbelief. Had they deliberately missed?

Intentionally missing the target is not much different in difficulty from intentionally hitting the target accurately, and may even be more difficult than intentionally hitting the target.

After all, the Northeast Army's current formation is a huge circle. It's like shooting at a target. Hitting the center circle is very difficult, but hitting the narrow blank area around the target is even more difficult.

This is absolutely a joke!

Everyone thought this way and wanted to believe it. However, there is always a "what if" in human thinking. What if what this woman said was true?

What if... he deliberately missed?

Acrid smoke still billowed from the horrific crater, and the army's medical and logistical personnel were busy treating the group of soldiers who had been knocked unconscious by the blast, numbering probably one or two thousand. Although this represented only a small fraction of the total army of 150,000, it was enough to keep them busy.

The medical staff, focused on their work, didn't even pay attention to what Artoria was saying. Many who had narrowly escaped death rubbed their heads and subconsciously watched them working, Artoria's words echoing in their minds.

Even if Artoria was lying just now, what if... she hits her next time?

and many more!

Is there going to be a next time?

At this moment, everyone realized what was happening, even Cao Yuanming. He stared in astonishment at the direction from which Artoria's voice came... Could there be more than one of these weapons?

Artoria paused for a few seconds to give the Northeast Army time to think, and she knew exactly what they were thinking at that moment.

Artoria wouldn't give them much time to console themselves; instead, she would plunge them straight into the abyss.

“However, we won’t be so merciful next time. In an hour, we will launch the second bomb, the target…”

Artoria subtly adjusted the headlights of her motorcycle, shining them towards the center of the Northeast Army's battle formation several kilometers away. Although the light was almost dim at that distance, it served as a marker, letting everyone know where the target Artoria had mentioned was.

"The target is the center of your formation, your commander Cao Yuanming."

Upon hearing this, the Northeast Army was on the verge of erupting into chaos, but Artoria seized the opportunity and said, "You have one hour to prepare. We will simply watch quietly as you choose and act."

"I am reminding you that this is because the Emperor is benevolent and does not want you, who are also sons and daughters of China, to die with regrets. However, I will only say this once. If you do not believe me, then just wait and see."

After speaking, Artoria put away the megaphone, and at her command, the headlights of all the motorcycles in the entire troop went out at once. The seemingly magnificent troop in the distance disappeared into the darkness in an instant. Only the faint sound of engines could make the Northeast Army understand that their enemy was still there and had even begun to move again.

But now, no one cares about the whereabouts of Artoria's team anymore. Everyone has also vaguely realized that the enemy's mechanical equipment is small and probably doesn't have much firepower, which means that the enemy basically cannot break through their defenses.

but!

The combat strength of Artoria's team is no longer important; what matters is that smoke is still rising from the shell crater not far away!

Faced with that terrifying thing falling from the sky, a super weapon with near-destructive power, they had absolutely no ability to fight back. How could they resist such a thing?

The answer is definitely that there is no way.

If this weapon that fell from the sky were to crash directly into the formation, considering its power just now... everyone swallowed hard. They figured this place would immediately turn into a living hell.

A hell of fire and flesh.

What should I do?

It was as if a giant bomb was hovering above everyone's heads, and everyone was suffocating under the weight of an unseen threat. As if seeking help, everyone turned their gaze to Cao Yuanming.

Cao Yuanming's breath hitched. At this moment, he too was under the gaze of over 100,000 people. Originally, like Artoria, he would have felt smug and triumphant in the face of such attention. But now, he felt his heart was beginning to ache under the weight, threatening to burst.

He wanted to laugh.

Looking up to the sky and laughing.

Like his ancestor Cao Cao, after winning the Battle of Red Cliffs, he sang and laughed all the way, pacified Jiangdong, and accepted the surrender of Shu.

At that time, Cao Cao was so glorious and so great. His brilliance was admired by every descendant of the Cao family and recorded in history with extremely splendid strokes.

But now he can't laugh.

He really wanted to say that what Artoria had just said was a lie, all of it was a lie.

He wanted to say that this was the last weapon used in Luoyang, and there would be no more attacks like this; he also wanted to say that what Artoria just said was just nonsense, that this weapon had been fired from dozens of kilometers away from Luoyang, how could it possibly guarantee such high accuracy?

However, he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Looking at these hundreds of thousands of eyes, he couldn't risk their lives.

They were all from Northeast China, and many were even relatives of the Cao family. Although Cao Yuanming could order them to exchange their lives for victory, he would not order them to die in vain, especially not because of a foolish decision.

"All staff officers and generals, assemble... to discuss military strategy!"

Facing everyone's gaze, Cao Yuanming finally refrained from laughing and instead, with a stern face, issued this order.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers all showed a hint of relief. They were genuinely afraid that their commander would laugh again and tell them that the woman's words were all lies, and that they could simply look up at the stars and wait for the joke to unfold an hour later.

If that were to happen, a group of people would gaze at the stars for an hour only to be met with another bomb. They would probably be extremely frustrated if they died and went to the underworld.

Many soldiers are prepared to die when they join the war, but this kind of death... is just too pathetic.

Soon, all the generals and staff officers gathered together, and the guards carried Cao Yuanming into the tent. The meeting was brief; although heated arguments erupted from inside the tent, a consensus was quickly reached.

In fact, the conclusion is quite obvious.

Military campaigns are not gambling. Although ingenious strategies are often needed to win, the success rate and cost of failure must also be considered.

Now that Artoria seems to be swaggering and announcing the upcoming attack, Cao Yuanming has no reason not to act. Otherwise, he would be risking the lives of hundreds of thousands of people out of spite.

Cao Yuanming was a shrewd and ambitious man, but not a gambler.

Next, orders were quickly passed down from the top to the bottom. Many people heard the orders and, although they could hardly believe it, they began to silently carry them out.

As if by prior arrangement, the massive formation of over 100,000 people, stretching for two or three kilometers, suddenly seemed to lose its power, its light disappearing into darkness, just like what Artoria and the others had just done.

However, despite being hidden in the darkness, the camp was still bustling with activity. From Artoria's side, one could hear countless shouts and the roar of machinery.

"This is?"

In the distance, Hong Gu, Artoria, and others had already put on night vision goggles to observe the Liaodong Legion's movements from afar. Although they couldn't see clearly due to the distance, they could see that the entire camp was moving in chaos in the darkness.

"We've broken camp."

"Breaking camp? Could it be... they're going to run away?"

Artoria nodded and said, "As expected, Cao Yuanming still can't withstand the impact of our Divine Dragon Cannon. He can't let his troops face such an attack. If I'm not mistaken, he will not only break camp, but also leave behind a lot of machinery as a smokescreen, and may even detach a part of his troops to confuse our vision."

Hong Gu nodded and said, "So what should we do next, General? Should we pursue them? And should we fire that cannon you just mentioned?"

"Fight, of course we should fight."

Artoria smiled slightly and said, "There are still a few hours until dawn. We have to continue our game with them. We must keep our word to maintain credibility, right?"

Author's Note:

PS: Thanks to Wudaobudelei and Yuan Chengying for the 100-point reward each, and thanks to Ouyang Ziyi and Baiyin from Tachengjia for the monthly ticket each. Because of these generous donations, and because the total number of recommended votes reached 6000, plus the fact that I didn't deliver the fourth update I promised yesterday, I now owe 11 more chapters. Awesome!

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113 The night was deep