Time is Ruthless, Time Flies

With Ye Chen setting the definite war plan, the entire empire ushered in an era of valuing martial prowess.

Everyone admired martial prowess, everyone aspired to it.

Seizing this opportunity, the empire's major military departments began to recruit soldiers on a large scale.

At the same time, they trained a large number of militiamen, slowly transitioning to a state of universal conscription, in order to cope with the war thirty years later.

It was foreseeable that after the Yanhuang Empire launched a global war in thirty years, it would inevitably need a large number of troops. At that time, the existing troops would not be able to support occupying such a large territory.

As the news of war preparations spread throughout the country, the people were in an uproar, followed by fanaticism.

Since Ye Chen established the empire, he had been brainwashing the people of the empire for nearly two hundred years, and this was not a waste of effort.

Over the years, it could be said that 99% of the people in the entire empire were his fanatical believers.

They regarded him as the only god.

Now, the enthusiasm of the people's response under his sword could be seen.

Chuanyan Province, provincial capital, Ming City.

"Latest Imperial Weekly, the Emperor convened a grand court meeting yesterday, determining the empire's development plan for the next thirty years, and the military departments of all provinces are fully preparing for war."

"Latest Imperial Weekly, the Emperor convened a grand court meeting yesterday, determining the empire's development plan for the next thirty years, and the military departments of all provinces are fully preparing for war."

On the wide streets, newsboys rode bicycles, carrying thick Imperial Weeklies on their backs, shouting loudly along the streets and alleys of the city.

Sun Yun, who was lying in the yard at home, basking in the sun, suddenly stood up with a jolt when he heard the newsboy's voice outside, "Thirty years of war preparation, is the empire going to start a war?"

Thinking of this, Sun Yun quickly rushed to the door and pulled it open, looking at the newsboy who had just passed by and shouting, "Xiao Hongzi, bring me a copy of the Weekly."

Hearing this, the newsboy who had just passed by stopped immediately, and was a little surprised when he saw Sun Yun: "Brother Yun, when did you come back?"

Sun Yun walked up to the newsboy and said with a smile: "I just came back from outside two days ago. By the way, give me a newspaper first. I just heard you shouting about war, what's going on?"

The newsboy skillfully took out a newspaper from the car and handed it to Sun Yun: "I only found out about this this morning. According to the content on the Weekly, it says that the Emperor suddenly convened a grand court meeting yesterday.

He ordered the formation of an air force and a navy, combined with the army to form the Three Armed Forces, and in thirty years, they will point their swords at the world and start a world unification war.

Therefore, in the next thirty years, the whole country will cooperate with this matter and fully accumulate the foundation for war."

The newsboy's short words had already set off a huge wave in Sun Yun's heart.

At the same time, he quickly unfolded the newspaper in his hand. Looking at the content in the newspaper, it was indeed as the newsboy said, the empire was actually going to send troops to the world and start a world unification war.

"Damn it, I'm going to join the army, no one can stop me this time."

After reading the newspaper, Sun Yun only had this one thought in his mind at this moment.

As long as they were not fools, they would know that this war information was a huge opportunity, an opportunity to make contributions and establish a career.

From elementary school, they had learned from the empire's books that there were many countries outside the empire, and they also knew a rough understanding of the situation in those countries.

Compared with other countries, they felt honored, because, in this era, the Yanhuang Empire was the most powerful.

Once the war started, with the strength of the Yanhuang Empire, no country could stop it.

So, in such a favorable situation, as long as they were not fools, they would know that they should get on board.

Small risk, big reward, is there anything better than this?

At the same time, young people like Sun Yun are everywhere in the country.

Imperial Capital, Xuanhuang City, the Imperial Palace.

Ye Chen looked at the two weapons he had exchanged from the system, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, because these two little things were a bit expensive.

One of these two things is used to block the surrounding space to prevent the Heavenly Dreg Su Ma Li from escaping.

The other is to forcibly seize the Dark Sacred Silver weapon from the opponent.

To say that the biggest impression of the Heavenly Dreg Su Ma Li is that he looks neither male nor female, besides that, it is the Dark Sacred Silver throwing knife in his hand.

It can be said that 80% of that guy's strength lies in that Dark Sacred Silver weapon.

This time, Ye Chen can be said to have gone to great lengths to deal with the threat of Su Ma Li, determined that if he encounters the opponent, he must not let him escape.

Otherwise, if the other party escapes, the threat will be great.

Although he now has the help of Angels, it is two different concepts for him to have a gun and for others to have a gun.

In the unification war thirty years later, he only needs A-Zhui to help him deter the remnants of the Dean civilization and the Heavenly Dreg Su Ma Li, and the rest is up to him.

And this is the greatest extent that A-Zhui can do.

After all, the unification war he launched is a natural dynasty change in the mortal kingdom, and A-Zhui cannot help him at all, because this conflicts with the order of justice.

Time passed, and ten years passed in a flash.

Yanhuang Calendar, 210.

Ye Chen, who was dealing with affairs that day, suddenly heard Yuan Lan's report.

"Your Majesty, the Brocade-Clad Guard just sent a message that General Long Yu has just passed away."

Hearing this, Ye Chen's movements suddenly stopped, he put down the document in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Long Yu is gone? Alas, time is the most ruthless thing in the world."

"Yuan Lan, draft an imperial decree, posthumously conferring Long Yu the title of Loyal Courage Marquis..."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Yuan Lan immediately drafted the decree.

However, her heart was very uneasy, because this was the first Marquis of the empire, which showed how much Ye Chen valued his old partner Long Yu.

Long Yu has been his personal guard leader, and then the Brocade-Clad Guard leader for more than a hundred years. It can be said that he has made great contributions to the development of the empire.

The next day.

The empire held a grand ceremony to posthumously confer Long Yu of the Long Family as the Loyal Courage Marquis.

At the same time, a grand funeral was held.

For this reason, the Imperial Capital city was crowded with people that day, and everyone was discussing this matter. After all, this was the first Marquis in the empire since its establishment. Although this Marquis was posthumously conferred, a Marquis is still a Marquis.

Long Yu's name is destined to be recorded in history and passed down through the ages.

As the ceremony ended, the Imperial Capital once again fell silent, but one could feel that the work ethic of officials everywhere had improved by thirty percent.

Being conferred a marquisate, ah. With Long Yu being conferred a marquisate, who among those who came after wouldn't want to be the next marquis, even if it was a posthumous conferral?

Yanhuang Calendar, 211, Yuan Long passed away peacefully in his sleep.

Upon hearing this news, Ye Chen was completely stunned. He had not expected that in such a short period of less than two years, two old comrades would pass away one after another.

Stepping out of the Qiankun Hall, Ye Chen looked at the deep starry sky outside, very silent.

In the end, everything turned into a sigh.