Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Senator! ”

As soon as Oriental Taku arrived, the military and political dignitaries of Qinglanxing, who were talking about the laughter wind, immediately stood up, held their fists in their right hands, held close to their hearts and slightly owed him a gift.

The 500 Dollars of the Empire, a position of great reverence, even if they do not hold positions in the army or government, still have the authority and authority over all, just because - they are the Empire!

Oriental facade sinks like water, nods to the crowd, waves at will, indicating that everyone doesn't have to be so nervous.

Green Lantern is the logistics transit base for the Imperial Expeditionary Army.

Areas such as "munitions logistics”, where there is oil and water, are naturally handled by nobility and valves.

Yes, today qualified to stand on the parade to greet the triumphant military and political dignitaries of the army, all from the family of the four major election emperors and their subordinate forces, are “own people”.

Since it is “one's own”, many topics can be said freely.

Unlike “Long live the Empire”, where fanatics roar in the surrounding streets and alleys, these dignitaries have little pleasure in whispering.

“Another ‘glorious victory', a new resource planet, huh, it's just a shame to hear that the Alliance has implemented a 'tough wall clearance, scorched earth resistance' strategy, before retreating, all the mines have been blown up, even very negative methods to pollute all underground mineral veins, it is expected that the pollution control work alone will take years, I don't know how much to throw down, where is this resource planet, it is a bottomless hole! ”

“Yes, and the people left behind by the Alliance, all severely brainwashed, very resistant to the Empire, without long indoctrination, just afraid of not being able to become the good labor of the Empire, but also consuming a lot of food to feed them, can't the President kill them all? Kill all the people of the dozens of thousands of worlds that have just returned? Who would dare make such a decision? So... distressing! ”

“The support of the people in the rear has reached its limit, no matter what the" incentive "can be used to unleash greater potential. Instead, the accident rate is constantly rising, and the small riots are fluctuating. Most of the power of the empire is concentrated on the front line, and there is no way to suppress the riots in the rear. Thus, the day before yesterday, in the Wuyin realm of the Scorpion group, there was a terrible event of the repairman destroying the entire star air battle fortress, and even the repairman intruded into the spiritual network, and the whole process was broadcast live. Shame, it is a great shame of the empire, but it was actually a small repairman...”

“A little fixer can't have too much wind, but the inflationary pressures we are now facing have reached the threshold of collapse. If the war continues, the vicious devaluation of the Imperial Crystal Coin will be inevitable. We have made detailed deductions. If the war continues for another year with its current intensity, or if it is now supplied with resources, the Imperial Crystal Coin will be devalued by at least 300% by February of next year. By the end of next year, it is highly likely to devalue tenfold. The catastrophic consequences will be worse than 10,000 fixers! ”

“So the most important question now is how to put an end to this war in dignity! ”

Oriental Taku's eyes were slightly blurred, his face was faceless, and he seemed to be indifferent to the discussion around him, but he heard every word clearly.

He is more aware that the statements and complaints made by the military dignitaries of Green Lantern Star were, to a large extent, deliberately addressed to him, in the hope that he, in his capacity as Empire Elder, would put forward a proposal in the House of Lords to end the war quickly.

Just...

Oriental hearted laughing, these military dignitaries thought the Senate didn't want to end the war “dignified” quickly, but how could the Alliance, which had just been drained of a large chunk of flesh by blood, easily give the Empire this “dignified”?

“Those hillbillies on the front line, they don't understand the hardship of running supplies in the rear. They only have one muscle in their head, they know how to fight, fight, fight! If we continue this nonsense, our logistics system will collapse! ”

“Yes, I have heard of the recent mutiny in the 27th Fleet stationed in the 'Star of the Moon and Sky'. The sentiments of the younger middle- and lower-level officers were somewhat unstable and unwilling to carry out the 'stay put' orders. They also wanted to continue the offensive, expand the results and further lengthen the front. ”

“What exactly do these limb developed, simple-minded guys want to do, 'expand the fruits’? Expanding the battle, after a new planet, they come to feed those who are highly brainwashed up there, you bastard!

“These wretched men, thinking only of their own merits and medals, never think about the whole empire's big picture. Once the heat is boiling and they are out of their minds, they can do everything, and now there is a very worrying phenomenon - young officers from a thousand different worlds, seemingly connected and communicating, they seem to have made quite a few organizations like 'clubs, federations’, not knowing what to do, which is really worrying. ”

“All condoned by the realm lords, the realm lords of the remote world of the Empire, are a bunch of ambitious, selfish, rat-eyed, greedy bastards who never think about the big picture! ”

The Oriental hearts sighed again.

As president of Imperial Pioneering Bank, the logistics leader of the Expeditionary Army, which operates astronomical digital armaments, he is well aware of the subject under discussion.

With dozens of thousands of worlds consumed in one breath, the empire has reached the limit of a phased expansion, and if it continues to expand so blindly, it will become an infinitely expanding beast that will eventually be crushed by its own weight - like a whale stranded on the beach, exploding inward and outward.

Therefore, from the point of view of the overall interests of the Empire, whether “decent” or “disgraceful”, it is imperative to put an end to this imperial counter-attack war, which has lasted for more than a decade.

But the frontline officers eager to build a successful career, especially those at the grass-roots level who are ambitious, bloodthirsty and severely brainwashed by the slogans of "Imperial Invincibility” and “Long Live Human Civilization”, do not think so.

They yearn to build a successful business, to expand the soil of Kaijiang, to become famous for their youth history, to become heroes in the rise of human civilization and glory!

On the outside, King's orders will be spared. In a cosmic war spanning dozens of great thousand worlds, stretching for thousands of light-years, the rear is extremely difficult to control effectively those deep space fleets that float in the depths of the Sea of the Unlimited Stars.

Each deep-space fleet, with superstarships of more than 10 kilometres in length, has self-circulating air and water purification systems, and often stores synthetic foods that can be supplied for more than a decade or two and that, while unpleasant, can meet basic energy needs.

With these things, each deep-space fleet is a small, self-sufficient entity that, even without supplies, can persist in combat for several years. The word "deep-space” means going deep into the stars, exploring, fighting and conquering independently.

In many cases, what the Deep Space Fleet has done on the front line cannot be observed at all times behind it, and cannot be stopped even if it is observed.

More importantly, the Deep Space Fleet was not directly controlled by the families of the four main electorate emperors.

The empire is so vast that the vast star sea determines the extraordinary difficulty of centralization - that His Majesty the Emperor cannot completely control the entire empire, nor can the families of the four electorate emperors.

At this moment, only half of the hundreds of fleets stationed on the front line belong to the immediate family of the four main election emperors, while the other half come from the more independent peripheral world of the empire.

Although “Expeditionary Battalion" has been established to unify and coordinate all fleets, the substantive masters of these fleets are the boundaries of the peripheral world and are an untamed and greedy warlord.

These warlords are often pleased with the radical performance of the young officers under their command.

After all, you can hit an extra planet of resources, and these warlords themselves can accumulate a little more combat power.

And before anyone else gets here, they can plunder a fledgling planet —— even if the Alliance does implement the Scorched Earth Strategy, if they can dig three feet, they can at least scratch out some broken iron.

For the warlord forces whose nests are 18,000 light-years away, they did not even begin to think of long-term control of these front-line resource planets, but acted with "one hand and one go” in mind, more unscrupulous and totally banditry.

As for the scorched earth strategy first implemented by the Alliance, then beaten to the bones by the Imperial Army to suck the medulla, scrape a blank planet and then what to do, how to hold on to the extended front, the pressure of logistical supply has multiplied... these messy issues are handed over to the "Expeditionary Army main battalion” and even the "Imperial Senate” for headaches, anyway, they pat their asses, carry a great deal of kung fu and medals, the "triumph” is here!

Thinking about it, Oriental Toku heartily agrees with the sentiments of military dignitaries around him about those hillbillies on the front line - assholes!

At this moment, the generous and exhilarating procession sounded, the air and earth shook more and more violently, and the masses of mountain people on all sides, like volcanic eruptions, screamed in tears: “Long live the Empire! Long live the Imperial Army! Long live the Emperor! Long live human civilization! Hooray! ”

The Triumph Army appeared.

The sky is a surface-to-surface assault ship like a floating mountain. It floats like hundreds of steel cast clouds slowly. On the ground is a helmet armor, a killer all-crystalline armor squad, treading on a strong drum point and pushing towards the main road and parade.

“Conquer! Fixing Immortals! Conquer all the make-believes. Out of the way! ”

“Dominate! Dominate this dark star sea, the cold universe! ”

“Battleships sweep through rolling waves! The glory of the Empire shines forever! ”

“Glory, Empire! Glory, Imperial Army! ”

The song of war of the true human empire, accompanied by the cheers of the people, rang from heaven to earth, on all sides.