Gentlemen, Draw Your Swords!

[I suddenly saw that Chapter 17, which I posted yesterday, was blocked. After modifying it, I re-posted it.]

With the passing of Long Yu and Yuan Long in less than two years, the empire seemed to have entered a fast lane.

Yanhuang Calendar, 218.

The Imperial Academy of Sciences developed the empire's heavy weapon, the Star Light Missile.

Yanhuang Calendar, 221, the first generation Emperor Fuxi Computer was born.

Yanhuang Calendar, 223, the Imperial Academy of Sciences also made a breakthrough in the atomic energy research that had been going on for many years. It is expected that the Nation-Protecting Divine Artifact will be born in a few decades.

As time approached the thirty-year deadline, the Yanhuang Empire, this huge machine, operated at full speed, and the empire seemed to be favored by the heaven and earth's fortune, as if divinely assisted.

In a short period of time, the things developed by various departments of the Imperial Academy of Sciences successively made breakthroughs, and rapidly completed the finished products and put them into civilian use.

This caused earth-shattering changes in the empire.

Various high-rise buildings rose up, televisions gradually entered thousands of households, and simple communication mobile phones slowly became popular in society.

Yanhuang Calendar, 230, Imperial Capital, in front of the Imperial City.

Ye Chen stood on the tall city wall, looking at the sea of people below, an endless red ocean, and the satisfaction in his eyes could not be concealed.

"This is the empire I built."

Below.

"Xiao Yun, look quickly, it's the Emperor, the Emperor is out. This is the first time in my life that I've seen the Emperor so clearly.

But the Emperor really looks as young as the legends say, not like an old man in his two hundreds at all."

Chen Yun, who was holding the Imperial Star Flag and had three blue stars on her cheeks, was staring at the figure on the city wall at this time.

Her eyes were full of fanaticism.

She also grew up listening to the legends of Ye Chen. Her bedroom was full of posters and photos of Ye Chen that she had bought from various channels since she was a child. In her heart, Ye Chen was her belief. Now that she saw the real Ye Chen, how could she not be fanatical.

"Xiao Xin, don't be rude to the Emperor."

Xu Xin's mother, who was behind Xu Xin, heard her daughter's rebellious words and slapped her on the back of the head.

"Ouch, Mom, I'm not being rude to the Emperor. I'm just saying that the Emperor is over two hundreds years old, but he's still so young. I didn't say anything wrong."

Rubbing her aching head, Xu Xin couldn't help but pouted and looked at her mother.

"The Emperor is an immortal god, of course he won't get old."

Saying that, Xu's mother looked at Ye Chen with a face of infatuation.

"Okay, stop chatting, look, the Kunpeng Squadron is here."

At this time, Xu's father interrupted the conversation between the father and daughter, and quickly pointed to the sky excitedly.

I saw that in the eastern sky, several small black spots appeared at this moment, and quickly became larger.

At the same time, the high-pitched voice of the announcer on the square resounded through the sky.

"Everyone can see that the Imperial Air Force, the Kunpeng, is flying quickly from the eastern sky."

This was their first appearance since their birth.

As the saying goes, 'Kunpeng spreads its wings and rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high,' this Kunpeng Squadron is composed of 108 Kunpeng Fighters, subtly containing the numbers of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits and Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends.

It symbolizes guarding Yanhuang, soaring straight to the Nine Heavens, accompanied by stars, the empire eternal..."

"So cool, there's even a rainbow, Dad. I want to be an Imperial pilot in the future, okay?"

"If you want to become a pilot, then you have to study hard in school, listen carefully, do your homework well, and listen to your parents at home. Otherwise, disobedient children can't become pilots."

"Ah! I still have to listen to you, Dad? Then forget it, I don't want to be one..."

"You little brat, is listening to your dad so difficult? Looks like you need a beating..."

As the Kunpeng Squadron made its appearance, a liquid scattered across the sky as it passed overhead, and suddenly a huge seven-colored rainbow appeared above everyone's heads.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement.

This was a Rainbow Potion accidentally researched by researchers in the chemistry department of the Imperial Academy of Sciences. The only function of this thing is to create rainbows.

It is a purely ornamental technology.

On the city wall, Ye Chen, wearing a black Star Robe and with the Crimson Firmament Sword at his waist, looked at the Kunpeng Squadron in the sky with eyes as deep as an abyss.

This was the first time the Kunpeng had been displayed since its formation, and it had to be said, it looked quite impressive.

He just didn't know what the actual combat effectiveness was like, but he figured it shouldn't be too weak.

After all, in this era, this squadron was simply a bug, a dimensional strike.

Afterward, Ye Chen looked at the fanatical crowd below, put his hands behind his back, and spoke indifferently.

But before that, Ye Chen spent some Civilization Points from the system to have the system amplify his voice, the kind with an echo, like a god.

After all, this was a pre-war speech, and the prestige absolutely couldn't be lost. Ordinary loudspeaker amplification couldn't show his prestige as the empire's only god.

Thus, with the help of the system, Ye Chen's voice suddenly entered everyone's ears like the sound of the Nine Heavens, and it echoed for a long time.

"Thirty years ago, I set the national war preparedness plan. The empire's hundreds of millions of citizens worked together to forge today's glory. Now, thirty years have passed. Gentlemen, dare you fight?"

"Fight! Fight!! Fight!!!"

Madness, fanaticism, at this moment, the voices of millions of people in the Imperial Capital rang out together, shattering the Nine Heavens.

At the same time, in outer space outside Blue Star.

A-Zhui's figure stood above the Yanhuang Empire, and seeing the scene below, she shook her head speechlessly.

"This guy is really good at brainwashing. These people are too, too crazy, completely fanatical believers."

As an Angel, she had seen too many fanatics who believed in Angels. The eyes of those people were just like the people below at this moment, completely out of their minds.

"Ah, I really don't know how I could have feelings for this big swindler."

Thinking of this, A-Zhui couldn't help but touch her slightly hot face.

Sometimes feelings really come inexplicably and suddenly. It was obviously Ye Chen who suddenly became lustful at the beginning, secretly kissed her, and was caught by her. In the end, she didn't know how her heart was broken.

Below, the Imperial Capital.

Ye Chen listened to and watched the battle intent of the crowd, and couldn't help but laugh.

In the next moment, Ye Chen drew the Crimson Firmament Sword in his hand, looked at everyone, and said, "Gentlemen, draw your swords!!"

"Clang!!"

The soldiers below drew their long swords from their waists in unison, and the people also raised the Imperial Star Flags in their hands, looking at him with excitement.

"Greetings, Emperor, may the Empire be eternal."

Finally, Ye Chen began to deploy the next plan.

In the end, the war would begin a month later.

After everything was arranged, it was already very late. After returning to the Imperial Palace, Ye Chen couldn't help but slump into a chair, unceremoniously picking up the tea and drinking it all in one gulp.