In a city floating a hundred meters above the Underworld...
The Qin Emperor stood on the city wall at the edge of the city, watching a great battle unfold across the gray, gloomy land of the Underworld.
Tens of thousands of Interstellar Marines hunkered behind their trenches, relentlessly attacking the Undead army across from them.
The somewhat outdated grenade cannons on the city walls fired large-caliber shells without pause, kicking up waves of smoke and fire across the Undead army, which stretched for dozens of kilometers.
Watching the overwhelming Undead army press through the fierce artillery fire and close in on the Interstellar Marines' position, Meng Tian irritably pounded the steel wall. Then he cupped his hands toward the Qin Emperor and requested, "Your Majesty, they won't be able to hold them back..."
The Qin Emperor looked at Meng Tian with amusement. "The Golden Men haven't moved, and the Air Force hasn't deployed. Why wouldn't they be able to hold them back?"
Pointing at the overwhelming Undead army, he continued with a smile, "Humanity has volunteered to serve as bait. Once this battle is won, the Underworld will be at peace for twenty years.
"General Meng, don't underestimate them..."
Meng Tian paced back and forth irritably. In the end, he still couldn't put his mind at ease. "Your Majesty, the plan those youngsters came up with is too risky. Alvin has gone missing. Shouldn't we look after them?"
Looking at the Qin Emperor, whose brow had furrowed slightly, Meng Tian said earnestly, "Your Majesty, let me lead troops to reinforce their flank. Those children mean the world to Alvin. If anything happens to them..."
The Qin Emperor fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "General Wang's formation cannot be disrupted by you!
"Those children are tigers. Why worry