The Peerless Emperor
Chapter 669 670: Respectable Person

Don't even mention others; even the Yuan family themselves hadn't anticipated that the Huaxia Empire they had joined would be so formidable.

Undefeated in a hundred battles, engaging in combat in so many places, against various opponents, and still maintaining an unbeaten record was simply unimaginable.

But there it was, right before their eyes—the once-lost territory of the Yuan family was truly, definitely reclaimed by the Huaxia Empire and returned to the hands of the Yuan people.

Because of the intervention of forces from all directions, those who had been displaced could at last return to their homelands.

Even though thinking of this gave many Yuan people a strange feeling, they found it very comforting.

The Yuan family, traditionally protectors of the Human Clan, had always been the ones providing protection and had never before experienced what it felt like to be protected—this was indeed a firsthand experience.

Being protected by others was a feeling the Yuan people found very pleasant, and at the same time, they felt immense gratitude toward the Huaxia Empire.

As a result, the Yuan people had no feelings of resistance toward joining the Huaxia Empire; many felt that joining was, perhaps, a good decision.

In the Northern Territory borderlands, amid the ice and snow, news kept arriving about the recovery of lost Yuan territory, lifting spirits and giving the Yuan family's descendants stationed there to fight a greater sense of peace.

But what gave them even more peace of mind were the Metal Warships floating above the frontlines, and the vast Imperial Army and War Beast Army; their formidable strength had perfectly demonstrated to them what war was.

To be exact, what war meant for them, Soul Martial Artists.

It was an overwhelming, all-encompassing crush; in terms of strength, teamwork, the level of equipment, or control of local intelligence, they were far superior to their opponents.

In battle, it was essential to pulverize the enemy, unleashing the most powerful combat strength in the shortest amount of time.

Exceptional individual strength was merely the icing on the cake; being collectively strong and working in a well-coordinated manner was the best way to cast the enemy into the abyss.

The Imperial Army and War Beast Army of the Huaxia Empire had shown them this.

Gradually, following the teachings of the warriors, the Yuan descendants who followed the Huaxia Empire began to understand that they shouldn't foolishly charge forward during combat; instead, they should be mindful of their comrades at their sides, leverage each other's strengths, compensate for weaknesses, and coordinate with one another.

In battle, there should be order in advancing and retreating. They needed to understand that they were a group, required to exhibit the greatest collective strength, not just individual prowess.

Following training with the warriors, the Yuan people discovered that this method of combat not only allowed them to exert greater combat power but also significantly reduced casualties on their side.

"However, these past few days have been really quiet, eh? I heard that the foreign army from the North that was advancing on us is now retreating," said a Human Clan Soul Martial Artist, turning to a Yuan person beside him atop the wall at the Northern Territory border.

This Soul Martial Artist, a native of the Northern Territory, had voluntarily come to this place to resist the foreign races. But upon arriving, he was shocked to find that the situation here was already under the control of the Huaxia Empire, which had pushed the foreign army back over three thousand li, and their retreat showed no sign of stopping.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just then, from atop a distant mountain, a series of thunderous explosions were heard. Immediately after, pillars of condensed Soul Power shot out from above the mountaintop towards the distance.

"Ah, can it still hit even from this far away? It looks like our Yuan family has found an incredibly powerful ally," said a member of the Yuan family as they looked up towards the mountain peak, clicking their tongue in amazement, "It seems that those alien tribes will have to retreat even further."

Meanwhile, the spontaneously arrived Soul Martial Artist was already staring with wide eyes, shocked by what he saw ahead, "Could that attack still be reaching the enemy?"

"If it couldn't reach, the people stationed over there wouldn't be firing the cannon for no reason," the Yuan family member patted the Soul Martial Artist on the shoulder and said, "You haven't been here long, so you don't know, but those aliens are at their wits' end."

Yes, they were at their wits' end.

Looking towards the distant north, the Yuan family member was filled with emotion. If they were the enemies of the Huaxia Empire, they wouldn't know what to do.

The destruction wrought by the soul cannon, aptly named 'Soul Cannon', often obliterated the alien tribes before they could even attack. Its strength was overwhelming, and its range was vast.

Not only that, the soldiers from the Imperial Army of the Huaxia Empire, known as Qiang Yu and Qingyu, were terrifying.

The giant arrows of Qiang Yu were like streaks of light, reaping the enemies' lives, silently shooting them down with the aid of the Soul Light from the soul cannon.

As for Qingyu, it was completely different. The endless arrows from their longbows poured down like torrential rain upon the enemy, leaving them no place to hide.

With such a combination, the alien tribes had already suffered heavy casualties without even getting close.

And even if they charged forward, those absurdly robust men, carrying ferocious giant shields, would directly knock them back.

It was at these times that one could see the despair in the eyes of the aliens as they fell back into the dense onslaught.

The Metal Warships suspended in mid-air emitted a chilling light, and the soul cannons mounted on them attacked without mercy.

"With the Huaxia Empire here, the northern alien tribes are nothing to worry about; our days ahead will surely be easier," stated the Yuan family member as he stretched lazily. The words coming out of his mouth brought him an unprecedented sense of relief.

This behavior made the Soul Martial Artist puzzled, "Brother, even if things will be easier in the future, it doesn't mean you should... cry."

At this moment, the Yuan family member before him was already wiping his cheeks, weeping bitterly, but the tears that flowed would freeze into ice.

"You... don't understand. Anyone from our Yuan family with any talent has never known what relaxation, what ease is from the moment they are born," the Yuan family man said, his voice choked as he covered his face, "In the clan, we have to constantly cultivate, hone ourselves, never daring to relax."

"Here, we have to be on alert every moment to prevent the alien tribes from sneaking into the Human Clan Territory and causing trouble. We can't relax, for if the aliens were to make a move, we would be criminals of the Yuan family, and criminals of the Human Clan. We have no rest. Day and night, it's all about cultivation, vigilance against the aliens of the north, constantly battling them."

"I'm so tired, so very tired..."

The Soul Martial Artist who had come to support the Northern Territory remained silent, suddenly feeling a solemn respect for the person before him, finding nothing shameful about his crying.

"Thank you for these years, for protecting us all this time," the Soul Martial Artist said as he shouldered the exhausted man and walked towards the camp.