Chapter 529 - Substitute General of the Seventh Rank of the Secondary Class
“Is anything even different?” scorned the commander of the North Mansion Battalion right away.
The Holy Moon Cannons did look the same on the surface.
Even the Bright Moon Troop didn’t see anything different.
Jiang Chen didn’t waste time explaining to them. He kept pushing the eight Holy Moon Cannons to the wall. When he was still out of the shooting range of the crossbows, he stopped.
Behind the wall gathered many soldiers of the Dragon Rebel Army. They were paying close attention to what was happening outside.
“Keep them outside. Don’t even let a fly in!” said a general in golden armor loudly. “Report!”
A soldier responsible for observation shouted loudly and reported the current situation to the general.
Then they turned their attention to the Dragon Rebel Army behind the wall.
Just like before, the Dragon Rebel Army didn’t intend to fight against their enemy. They had almost run out of the enemy’s sight when the wall collapsed.
Chasing after merit points, the Tiger Troop wouldn’t let them go. They started to follow before the Bright Moon Battle Group joined them.
The Bright Moon Troop didn’t bother to think about them. They kept advancing at a normal pace.
“Corps commander, the Holy Moon Cannons can only shoot one more time. Then we’ll need to change the gun barrels,” said Jiang Chen.
“They can only shoot three cannonballs?” Zhao Wenhao, still pleasantly surprised, felt it was a pity, but it wasn’t strange to him if took the cannons’ power into consideration.
“Jiang Chen, could you build more Holy Moon Cannons if you had enough materials and resources? And could they be used repeatedly?”
“Absolutely,” Jiang Chen said with a nod.
“Why didn’t you tell us you had such a talent when you joined the army?” It wasn’t a scolding. Zhao Wenhao was just so excited that he forgot his manners.
Jiang Chen smiled bitterly. It would take a long time to tell Zhao Wenhao about it.
He had built a warship to deal with the Black Dragon City. It had taken him several months, from collecting materials to building it.
If the army wanted him to design weapons for them, he wouldn’t be able to break through to Venerable even if he was given ten years.
Zhao Wenhao was more confused when he heard Jiang Chen’s reason. He said, “But you can give the army the blueprints in exchange for war merit points!”
“Corps commander, I’m only a temporary general of the seventh rank of the secondary class,” Jiang Chen said with a meaningful smile.
Zhao Wenhao knitted his brows. Then something occurred to him. Looking in the direction in which the Tiger Troop was leaving, he understood what Jiang Chen meant.
“Trust me. I’ll give you the chance to use your talents when the war ends,”
Zhao Wenhao said. “It’d be a waste of talent for you to stay in the Red Flame Battalion.”
“Not entirely. It’s good for my state.”
Jiang Chen was telling the truth. Since he had participated in the war, after so many battles, the Hundred Transformations Elixir in his body had been consumed a lot. He was advancing towards Venerable.
Although he had only been a part of the tactical formation, in fact, when the formation was functioning, either attacking or defending, everyone who formed part of it would be affected, not to mention him, a general with an important post in the formation.
After the Bright Moon Battle Group had passed the wall, the ward that forbid flying also disappeared, so they returned to the sky.
But soon, they had to land again.
There were many dead bodies lying messily on the ground. They were all soldiers of the Dragon Rebel Army.
“They surrendered, but were killed all the same!” Jiang Chen knew these soldiers hadn’t fought back. They had died kneeling on the ground.
“The Alien Battlefield doesn’t need captives,” Zhao Wenhao said. He thought Jiang Chen was feeling pity for the dead soldiers.
Shaking his head, Jiang Chen said, “I understand, but if you treat captives kindly, sometimes they’ll offer you more help than even your own troops do.”
If the enemy had known no captives would be kept alive, they wouldn’t have surrendered, even in the most desperate situation. Instead, they would have fought to the death.
Zhao Wenhao was surprised that he was thinking of things in such a long-term way.
If Jiang Chen hadn’t been the only lieutenant of the Red Flame Battalion, he would have liked to transfer him to the Bright Moon Troop to work for him.