Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 152 Shanhe Prefecture is getting awesome too!

The news that Zhao Gongming and his three companions had gone into seclusion caused quite a stir among the city lord's officials.

"Could it be that the sect leader is about to attempt to become a Martial God?"

"I feel the same way!"

"Do you know what's going on? The Kyoto Central Government is bullying us! They're using our Shanhe Prefecture's land as a bargaining chip! Giving it to the Machine Race as an enclave!"

"Damn it, my ancestors died at the hands of the Machine Race! Those big shots! They're bastards!"

"Shh!! I heard they're just taking advantage of the fact that our Shanhe Prefecture doesn't have a Martial God!"

"I hope the Lord succeeds!"

"Exactly! If the Lord of the Prefecture becomes a Martial God, no one will dare to bully my Shanhe Prefecture anymore!"

Ye Feng and Zhou Wuwei walked on the city wall of Shanhe Prefecture. When the soldiers patrolling the city wall saw Ye Feng, they all stood at attention and saluted.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

"Greetings, Deputy City Lord Zhou!"

Ye Feng had only been in the position of Grand Commander for a few days, but his prestige was already very high.

The story of killing Yin Xing with a single strike spread throughout the entire Shanhe Prefecture City.

Now even the kids on the street know that a young commander has come to Shanhe Prefecture, who can kill a foreign genius with a single blow.

"Vice City Lord Zhou," Ye Feng said, looking at the open plain outside the city.

"Now that the Lord of the Prefecture and the others are in seclusion, the Mountain and River Prefecture's high-end combat power is almost depleted. You're the only one left, a half-step seventh-tier cultivator, holding the line. Aren't you under a lot of pressure?"

Zhou Wuwei gave a bitter smile.

"Several seventh-tier Martial Venerables have all gone into seclusion. However, the Mechanical Race has suffered such a great loss! At least in the short term, the Mechanical Race will not dare to make any rash moves."

"Besides! Don't you still have me?"

Little did he know that the mechanical race's martial god was already on his way to Shanhe Prefecture.

The Kyoto royal family's anger was also on its way.

Ye Feng nodded.

He also thought Zhou Wuwei's words made sense.

However, the safety of Shanhe Prefecture depends on its strength, not on the fact that the enemy dares not come for a short period of time.

As for myself!

I still need to go back to Jiangcheng!

"I seized a lot of good stuff from the machine race."

Zhou Wuwei's eyes lit up.

"Oh? What good stuff?"

Ye Feng extended his right hand, and a flash of light appeared on his silver-white spatial ring.

Ten silver-white weapons appeared out of thin air on the city wall.

Each cannon is over two meters tall, with six cannon barrels arranged in a row, and the barrels are covered with densely packed spirit array patterns.

The base is a heavy alloy base that can be fixed to the ground.

The overall design is simple yet fierce, clearly not the work of a human.

Zhou Wuwei's eyes widened.

He crouched down, carefully examined one of the machines, and reached out to touch the cannon barrel.

The mechanical race's craftsmanship is far more precise than that of the human race.

He recognized it.

The Type 1130 Spirit Array Rapid Fire Cannon is a powerful defensive weapon for the Mech race.

He had seen the introduction in the military's battle reports.

"This is..." Zhou Wuwei's voice was a little dry, "...a close-in weapon system of the Machine Race?"

"That's right." Ye Feng patted the cannon barrel. "A single attack is equivalent to a full-force strike from a late-stage sixth-tier martial artist. It can fire one hundred rounds per second."

Zhou Wuwei stood up in surprise.

He looked at the ten silver-white close-in weapon systems on the city wall.

One hundred shots per second

Ten units mean one thousand shots per second.

A thousand late-stage Tier 6 attacks were simultaneously unleashed on the same target.

What does that mean?

Even a seventh-tier Martial Venerable would have to kneel before him.

Even a half-step Martial God wouldn't be foolish enough to charge forward under such firepower.

"This...this...this..." Zhou Wuwei stammered incoherently.

"This is truly a gem! One of these is worth more than a Martial Venerable!"

He had only ever seen pictures of war machines of this caliber in battle reports.

This is the first time I've seen a real one.

Moreover, it was ten units at once.

Ye Feng did not stop.

The light on the spatial ring flashed again.

Ten folded war fortresses appeared on the city wall.

Each one resembles a large shipping container, its silver-white exterior engraved with defensive spirit arrays.

"The 'Fortress' series of heavy-duty war fortresses of the Machine Race," Ye Feng introduced.

"Once deployed, it comes with an energy shield, providing defense equivalent to a seventh-tier Martial Venerable. The main cannon's power is equivalent to a peak sixth-tier weapon, making it more effective than a Martial Venerable for city defense."

Zhou Wuwei circled the deformed war fortress several times, reaching out to touch its outer shell.

Ye Feng then took out ten more "God of War" series single-soldier mechs.

Three-meter-tall humanoid mechs were neatly arranged on the city wall.

"This thing has the combat power of a late-stage sixth-tier mech." Ye Feng patted the nearest mech.

"A fifth-tier warrior wearing this will possess the combat power of a late-stage sixth-tier warrior."

Zhou Wuwei's brain was no longer up to par.

One close-in weapon system is equivalent to a Tier 6 late-game marksman who never gets tired.

A war fortress is equivalent to a seventh-tier martial master who never gets tired.

One mech is equivalent to a late-stage Tier 6 warrior.

All of these things together make up an enhanced version of the Martial Venerable Legion.

"Vice City Lord Zhou," Ye Feng looked at him, "you know Shanhe Prefecture, so you can arrange how these things are set up."

Zhou Wuwei took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal.

He thought he had cultivated himself to the point where he could remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.

Only today did he realize that it wasn't that his cultivation had reached a certain level, but rather that he had never seen a truly grand scene.

"Close-in weapon systems, deployed at the very front of the city wall, covering the open ground and airspace outside the city." Zhou Wuwei pointed to the location on the city wall, his mind racing.

"One unit every three kilometers, forming a crossfire network."

"War fortresses are set up on both sides of the city gates and in the weakest points of the city's defenses."

"Mechs will be assigned to patrol teams. They will patrol the city normally, but can quickly move to any location in case of enemy activity."

He paused, then added.

"The energy systems for these things also need to be checked to ensure an adequate energy supply."

"The maintenance and repair team also needs to be trained in advance so that they can be repaired in time if problems occur."

Zhou Wuwei finished explaining all the arrangements in one breath.

Ye Feng nodded.

Zhou Wuwei is a capable person.

Previously, he was constrained by his status as a representative of a prominent family, which hindered his ability to fully utilize his talents.

Now that those concerns are gone, his abilities are on full display.

"Okay, we'll do it your way." Ye Feng transferred all control of the close-in weapon system, the war fortress, and the mechs to Zhou Wuwei.

Then they left him a batch of energy blocks and spare parts for repairs.

Zhou Wuwei's hands trembled slightly as he looked at the additional control interfaces on his tactical terminal.

From today onwards, the defensive strength of Shanhe Prefecture has increased several times over.

Ye Feng returned to the presidential suite.

Ye Feng sat down on the sofa.

He probed the spatial ring with his mental energy, heading straight for the deepest part of the space.

There was a sealed silver metal box there.

He reached out and touched the lid of the box, and a powerful repulsive force came from the box.

The seal set up by Silver Moon is very strong; ordinary people simply cannot break it.

Ye Feng directly used mental force to break through.

One and a half million units of condensed spiritual energy surged from his palm.

"Click"

With a soft click, the lid of the box popped open.