Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower
Chapter 340: Killing the Northern Lands Child

Chapter 340: Chapter 340: Killing the Northern Lands Child

After dismantling these wooden planks, Bai Junjun put them to good use. Using her Special Ability to control the molds, she adjusted and reassembled them into several hand-pushed carts.

Just when she was about to let them roll back automatically, Li Wenli arrived with the people from the tube-shaped building to offer support.

Seeing the four or five hand-pushed carts, Li Wenli didn’t say a word and directly stepped forward to push them away.

Li Wenli had seen much of the world, so these hand-pushed carts didn’t impress him much, but those ancient people who had used hand-pushed carts were quite amazed.

After all, nearly every peasant had used a hand-pushed cart, but they had never used one so smooth and effortless. The carts seemed to move on their own; with just a light push, they could glide swiftly without any need to strain.

Naturally, the people were unaware that Bai Junjun had made improvements to the internal structure of these carts and their rolling axles. Though they looked similar to ordinary carts, they actually incorporated technology from future generations.

She didn’t know how to build airplanes or ships, but firearms and cars were no challenge for her.

Therefore, making a hand-pushed cart was hardly worth mentioning.

To save time, they arranged for those who had difficulty walking to be placed on the carts, and then pushed them briskly towards their destination.

It wasn’t long before the group left Death Valley, where they had lived for half a year.

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Speaking of Lame Man Uncle, he had been a ruddy man on the battlefield for three years, always treated as a human shield; when had he ever been in a commander’s tent?

But now, by acting as the Centurion of the Armory, he had arrived at the Central Axis Camp.

Although the camp here was not the largest, it was still a General’s camp. He was in charge of thirty-six Supervising Army Officers, each of whom commanded infantry, cavalry, crossbow battalions, or Rear Defense Camps like Meng Yi’s.

Each camp had over a dozen or even over a hundred Centurions.

As soon as the alarm for First Level combat readiness had sounded, leaders from various departments started to converge here.

The Lame Man was the only one who needed a crutch. Initially, people would have looked at him with ridicule and contempt.

But now there was none of that.

As it turned out, this was largely thanks to the twenty-four Man-eating Eagles hunted in the Death Valley a couple of days before.

The story of Death Valley’s reversal against the Man-eating Eagles, with everyone changing from ruddy men to soldiers, and twenty-four men being awarded the rank of High Official, had spread throughout the Eastern Army.

Therefore, people were more curious about this leader of Death Valley and looked at him with newfound respect upon seeing that he was an old man relying on a cane.

While people were sizing up Lame Man Uncle like they would a Monkey, the General finally arrived.

General Liu Baiying was the son of Liu Shang and the maternal uncle of the Third Prince.

Liu Baiying was in his prime, spirited, and dressed in a General’s armor; he was as majestic as a war god.

Upon seeing him, everyone clenched their fists and paid their respects in unison.

"This officer pays his respects to the Great General!"

"Today, I have summoned everyone here, and you must already know why! That’s right, the Northern Lands’ whelp Yuwen Jun dared to slander us, seeking to use it as an excuse to tear open a breach in our Eastern Land and engulf us. I ask you, gentlemen present, do you accept this!"

"We do not accept!" The response from the crowd was thunderous.

"Do the fathers, mothers, brothers, and sisters of you gentlemen accept this!"

"We do not accept!"

"Do the wives and children of you gentlemen accept this!"

"We do not accept!"

"Excellent! I am heartened by everyone’s determination. Some mere Northern Lands’ whelps dare covet our Eastern Land! Today, let the sons of our Eastern Land show them something new!

At Hai Hour, I will march with thirty thousand warriors to Biluo to slay the Northern Lands whelps and pay tribute to the spirits of our Eastern Land!"

"Slay the Northern Lands whelps! Pay tribute to the spirits of our Eastern Land!"

"Slay the Northern Lands whelps! Pay tribute to the spirits of our Eastern Land!"

"Slay the Northern Lands whelps! Pay tribute to the spirits of our Eastern Land!"