Thunderclap Plan! Silver Moon Douluo!

"Zhi Xin, issue an edict to Marshal Ge Long, initiating Thunderclap Plan. The attack will commence in seven days!"

Xue Ke casually tossed the quill pen in her hand, and it made a whistling sound as it slammed into the map, marking the Barak City!

"Yes, sir!"

Early morning.

Notting City, on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Notting was originally a small town, but as the place where Zhou Chen, the Palace Master of Purple Micro Palace and a prince of the empire, once lived for a long time, Notting City received unprecedented attention from the imperial family.

In recent years, the empire has continuously transferred resources and population to fill this city, and even the city walls have been expanded several times. The city's area is more than three times larger than before, and it can be considered one of the top twenty large cities in the entire Heaven Dou Empire.

It was precisely because Notting City was large enough that the Tiandou Empire Army, which was about to conquer those rebellious kingdoms and duchies, chose to gather its forces in Notting City.

Even so, only one-third of the army could be housed inside the city; the remaining two-thirds were stationed outside the city, with banners waving and the army's camps stretching endlessly.

This demonstrates the immense military might of the empire!

In fact, the total number of troops mobilized by Xue Ke this time exceeded one million!

Of this million-strong army, 700,000 were well-equipped and well-trained combat soldiers, and another 300,000 were a large Supply Train Legion and auxiliary soldiers escorting provisions.

As the saying goes, "an army marches on its stomach," meaning that only with a continuous supply of logistical materials and food can an army maintain its fighting strength.

At this moment, near the Lord's Mansion in Notting City, Royal Guards golden cloaks were patrolling back and forth in full armor, with sentries every three steps and posts every seven steps.

Inside the solemn conference hall, every corridor and every corner was filled with soldiers from the Magic Guidance Camp and Divine Machine Camp, clad in tight-fitting inner armor and wielding Miniature Soul Guidance Cannon or Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

The tense atmosphere made everyone who passed by feel a little scared.

Ge Long pushed open the large bronze door in front of him, and the steady, powerful footsteps seemed to freeze the air in the entire conference hall.

The conference hall was filled with the generals, staff officers, and honored Soul Master of this army. As soon as Ge Long, the marshal of the empire and the commander of this army, appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. The low buzzing discussion stopped immediately, and the silence was so profound that you could hear a pin drop.

"Stand up!"

"Boom!"

The more than three hundred generals and Soul Master present stood up in unison, their bodies taut and straight, like springs suddenly released!

The sheer number of generals and their imposing presence nearly filled the entire conference room, and most of them wore eyes brimming with barely concealed excitement. As imperial generals, they were naturally delighted at the prospect of war.

"Sit."

Ge Long waved his hand, and the generals, their hearts burning with fighting spirit, sat down with a thud. The badges of honor hanging on their chests shone with the light of stars.

"Imperial Decree just arrived from Heaven Dou City."

Ge Long took out a token carved with a Swan from his Space Bracelet. The token shone with golden light and shone brightly.

This token is a communication Soul Guidance Device that can transmit messages over long distances. The Imperial Decree that Xue Ke issued last night arrived in Notting City, which is seven thousand miles away, at dawn.

Holding the token, Ge Long said in a deep voice, "His Majesty has Thunderclap Plan to punish the disloyal. The formal attack will take place in seven days!"

"Very good!"

"My greatsword has long been thirsty for blood!"

"We've been raising an army for a thousand days, to use it in one moment; our day has finally come!"

Upon hearing the order to attack, the generals present were filled with excitement and shouted loudly.

The Heaven Dou Empire has enjoyed a century of peace, and its generals have been itching for battle. Now that they have the chance to wipe out those rebellious kingdoms and duchies, earn merit, and secure titles and honors for their wives and children, they are overjoyed.

Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the generals present, Ge Long nodded to himself, thinking, "The morale of the army is high!"

"Alright, stop being so reckless. Let's prepare according to plan. We'll officially march in seven days!"

"Yes, sir!"

Three days later.

As the sun slowly rose, its warm rays tore through the darkness of the earth, illuminating the Vislak Plateau, located on the border between the Silves Kingdom and the Barak Kingdom.

This plateau is famous for its ability to raise warhorses, so there is plenty of excellent pasture, and the dew on the grass reflects rainbow-like light.

Suddenly, the earth trembled slightly, and patches of grass began to sway. Glistening dewdrops dripped from the tips of the grass and fell into the soil.

The earth trembled more and more violently, the grass blades shook violently, and even the soil and small pebbles were shaken up and down, as if the earth was boiling!

Looking out, one could see a silver torrent of iron rolling in like waves on the distant horizon, the thunderous sound of hooves like muffled thunder!

Cavalry! Cavalrymen wearing silver cloaks and silver armor, carrying bows and crossbows, wielding lances, and carrying longswords!

The Silves Kingdom, which possesses the excellent horse-breeding grounds of the Vislak Plateau, has mobilized a total of seven Cavalry Legion, or 70,000 cavalrymen!

In the blink of an eye, cavalrymen from all over the mountains surged across the border like a tide and entered the land of the Barak Kingdom.

Behind these seven Cavalry Legion, 150,000 heavily armed infantry, light infantry, swordsmen and archers, their silver armor gleaming in the morning mist, created magnificent shimmering light and shadow.

Meanwhile, the nearly 100,000 -Supply Train Legion slowly advanced at the rear of the main army.

"Auntie, do you think we can beat that old man Kundera this time?"

A clear and melodious voice rang out, and a beautiful young woman wearing a nine-jeweled crown and a long palace dress stopped her warhorse at the edge of a hill. Her face showed a mixture of excitement and worry as she spoke.

Beside the young woman, riding on horseback, was a charming noblewoman who looked to be in her early thirties.

The noblewoman's face resembled that of a young girl, only her figure appeared quite voluptuous. Her black hair was styled in a high bun, and her long silver silk dress exuded an air of nobility.

These two beauties are Zhang Luo Shen, the current queen of the Silves Kingdom, and her aunt, Zhang Ling Yun, the Silver Moon Douluo, both members of the Silver Moon Family.

Yes, three years later, Zhang Ling Yun, who was originally a level 82 Soul Douluo, has broken through to level 91 with the help of the God Crystal and cultivation techniques of the Purple Micro Palace, becoming the only Title Douluo in the Silver Moon Family in a hundred years.

If the Silver Moon Family hadn't already established a nation, the ranking of the Seven Great Sects would probably have already changed.

This aunt, who is at the level of a Title Douluo, is also one of the reasons why Zhang Luo Shen dared to take the initiative to attack the Barak Kingdom, which has an army of 500,000, with 300,000 people.

Hearing her niece's words, Zhang Ling Yun covered her mouth and smiled, then said softly, "Luo Shen, you're still so competitive. Does it really matter whether you can beat Kundera or not?"

"Don't forget, our mission this time is merely to tie down the Barak Kingdom. Whether we win or not depends on Marshal Ge Long's million-strong army!"