At present, among the several battlefields of the People's Revolutionary Federation and the Human Intelligence Unified True Kingdom, the frontal battlefield in Qingzhou looks like a science fiction world VS Xiuxian.

Second only to the frontal battlefield in terms of intensity...... In the frontal battlefield, after the scene suddenly stopped because of the clearance of Gollum, the dark side of the moon became the most fierce firefight, and it was the appearance of an interstellar civilization VS a mythical civilization.

The interstellar civilization is talking about the steel terracotta warriors and horses of the human and intellectual unity of the real kingdom and the construction factory of a series of war weapons.

Because some highly destructive weapons could not be used, the main fleet of the Human Revolutionary Federation was all docked outside the range of these factory defense systems.

Except for the command ship of the Admiralissimo Mi Indica, which is also the general flagship of the Human Revolution Alliance, Mi Shan's unheard of ship name forcibly broke into the planet's orbit because of the Gollum Dazi incident, and the other fleets were stopped by the defense system of the Great Wall of the Earth and the Moon with the dark side of the moon as the center.

There is no way to wash the ground with naval guns and torpedoes, so you can only rely on the ground to log in.

This arduous task was entrusted to the Holy Spirit Legion under the command of the commander Greenhill.

Although the Holy Spirit Legion is the only legion of the Faith stream in the Human Revolution Federation, in terms of strength, it is a top-notch legion to throw the Holy Spirit Legion into any world where the belief in gods is the mainstream.

Because this legion is a force gained through fanatical belief in Misang.

The Fourth Natural Disaster, as a concept of true high-dimensional existence, is more "divine" than those gods in the mythical world who push themselves to a relatively high dimension through harvesting beliefs, and don't know where the wisdom is.

If Mishan wants to be a god, then the Human Revolution Union can become the leader of the mythical civilization in minutes...... After all, the gods in other mythological civilizations are just like that, and there are "true gods" on the side of the Human Revolutionary Federation.

The Holy Spirit Legion, which gained the power of the true god by believing in Mishan, fought a landing battle, and it looked like the EVA theatrical version.

Tall giants of light walk the battlefield filled with high-tech weapons of all kinds.

It is clear that these weapons do not mean much to these giants of light, and the army of the real kingdom is more about destroying the terrain on which these giants of light walk.

Because the surface of the earth can never see the far side of the moon, those locals who eat mooncakes do not know that their own far side of the moon has long been beaten into a sieve.

From a distance, it looks like an apple that has been bitten by a bear child for dozens of bites.

As the last barrier was breached from within, the tallest of the Giants of Light shrunk to their original form.

The commander of the Holy Spirit Legion, whose armor was similar to that of the Praetorian Guard, but with a lot of decorations, glanced indifferently at the mechanical soldiers who were still struggling under the sweep of the giants of light, and connected to the waiting fleet.

Half a minute later, the fleet, which had been waiting for months, jumped to the far side of the moon like rotten apples and began the final work of washing the floor.

After the Holy Spirit Legion knocked out all the protective barriers and ninety percent of the anti-aircraft firepower, the arsenal built by the Human-Sapient Unity True Kingdom was blown up almost instantly.

If some great power could have been used, this factory might have been blown up long ago along with the Great Wall defense line in Earth-Moon orbit...... But in that case, the moon will definitely follow.

The news of the complete occupation of the moon was immediately transmitted to Mi Shan, who was still struggling with the idea of when the fluttering moth spirit remembered to use the claim to steal the power of the Fourth Heavenly Calamity.

"According to the saying, it is now from the stage of strategic stalemate to the stage of strategic counteroffensive!" Mi Shan said seriously.

The Praetorian Guards who heard Mi Shan's words all kept their eyes looking straight ahead, and complained in a silent manner.

There is no strategic stalemate or strategic defense phase at all! From beginning to end, it's just a local battlefield that takes place in a world, so it's easy to describe it as "strategic".

It's a pity that there is no mental ability between these guards and Mi Shan, and the full of complaints can only be held in their hearts.

As for the Supreme Lord with this ability, I saw Greenhill's expression nodding without the slightest change and said:

"Yes, it's already in the strategic counteroffensive phase, my lord."

"What about the rest of the region?" Yoneshan asked about other areas except for the Central Plains, which is the center of the world.

Follow the clues provided by the elites of the legions who have landed in various regions, if it weren't for the First Emperor of the Moon World, he opened holes everywhere to arrest people.

The rest of the world is a desolate forbidden area of civilization.

Belong to a place where there is nothing.

This is a bit like the second world that Mishan has traveled through - the world of radiation.

Obviously, the world should be plunged into a wasteland of nuclear war, but because only China and the United States are mentioned in the game, only these two countries are left in the whole world.

As a world of "Three Kingdoms in All Wars" with the "Three Kingdoms" as the core, it is only natural that only the Central Plains region where the Three Kingdoms occurred has traces of civilization.

These things, which completely violate the rules of civilization evolution, often make Mishan have a feeling that his own crossing is so unreal.

"In addition to that area, troops in other areas are doing the final clean-up work with the assistance of the fleet."

Greenhill replied.

"Well, it's faster to have a fleet to help." Mishan nodded, and said with no surprise at this result.

Although those things that were caught by the fluttering moth spirit were average in terms of combat effectiveness.

But no one knows what the flapping moth spirit has caught, and what strange things are in the things that have been caught.

Without the assistance of the fleet, the elite units of the legions were cleaning up these things as if they were whack-a-mole.

With the fleet on its side, it naturally becomes a plow.

"Leave him alone for now." Misr knew that the "area" in Greenhill's words was the European continent that the Corpse Emperor used his trumpet to play "Full War: Medieval Warhammer - European Storm".

"Yes, sir." Greenhill nodded.

With Mishan's words, those scattered across the European continent and similar in appearance to medieval witch hunters, the ancient god ship spirits of the Dark Raven Guard Legion have returned to the Legion flagship to which their legion belongs.

Humans, dwarves, orcs, elves, vampires, and the Tomb Kings who were still building their new homes only felt the shadowy pressure finally dissipate.

If it weren't for the fact that it was too troublesome for the dependents of the unspeakable to fully exert their strength, these ship spirits under Wayne's command would be able to rank among the top three in the Human Revolution Federation in terms of individual combat effectiveness.

He is a super soldier who is on a par with the Praetorian Guard and the Holy Spirit Legion.

The person next door in the trumpet carried the added version of the skull crusher in his hand, and looked into the distance after retracting his gaze from the sky.

As if sensing an opportunity, an orc warlord rushed forward with a large axe in his hand.

With a loud bang, the giant-like green-skinned warlord flew into the sky like a cannonball, disintegrating and rubbing the roasted mushrooms at high speed.

…… For a moment, the battlefield was quiet......

"Oh, dear, don't be afraid, darling." The Emperor next door, who muttered a long list of sacred expletives, realized that he had exerted too much force, and scared the other greenskins who were toys.

"Where's the hamster's granary legion?" Mishan continued.

If the other legions were very comfortable when it came to whack-a-mole or ploughing the floor, then the granary legion of the half-finished legion was a little more miserable.

In order to prevent any enemy insect from entering the Central Plains, this legion established more than a dozen lines of defense within the scope of the Western Regions Protectorate.

It was a very tragic fight, especially when several nearby legions deliberately drove some very tricky enemies to these new legions in order to train this new legion.

So the fight was even more terrible.

"Bring them back." Mishan said.

Watching the battleships that floated like mountains in the air began to plow the ground after entering the atmosphere, if it weren't for the Internet, the soldiers of the granary regiment who thought they had forgotten cheered.

In the midst of the cheers, Elle Barrett, a tactical humanoid holding a big sniper, handed a contract to the Spartan girl in front of him and smiled: "Thank you for your patronage." ”

Looking at the series of zeros in the contract in her hand, the Spartan girl who temporarily served as the deputy head of the granary army once again deeply realized how desperate this group of tactical humanoids was to ask for money.

These military contractors, who move between the regular legions and the local defense forces, fight more than the number of swarms that feed on numbers, and how dark it is to put away their money.

The Spartan girl, who didn't know how to report this expenditure to the missing hamster leader, was very envious of the old legions.

Not to mention anything else, the Spartan soldiers who served in other veteran legions carried a bunch of canned beans with them, and they didn't have to think about these dead money charges at all.

Compared to the proceeds of the Multiverse Expedition, the money these military contractors receive is just that.

"Let these troops in." Yoneshan ordered.

"Yes, sir."

"It's a walk-in."

"Yes"