The rumbling sound approached, and three heavy military spacecraft, silver and white all over, broke through the wind and snow, steadily landing at Ice Extre Pass airport.
The hatch slowly slid open, and the biting cold wind rushed in instantly, but it couldn’t stop the overwhelming aura pouring out of the cabin.
Fully ard warriors surged out like a tide, moving in unison, their footsteps resounding powerfully, and in no ti, they ford dozens of neat phalanxes on the tarmac, their armor gleaming coldly in the wind and snow, exuding a murderous aura.
At the forefront of the phalanx stood a towering figure as imposing as a mountain.
The man had slightly disheveled white hair, dancing wildly in the wind, with eyes fierce as an eagle, like a ferocious tiger ready to pounce on its prey, a hideous scar on his forehead adding to his nacing presence.
This man was Ran Tu, the soon-to-be subordinate of Qin Tian, the commander of the Baihu Corps.
Ran Tu strode forward, stopping in front of Qin Tian, and then raised his hand in a standard military salute, his hoarse voice clashing like tal and stone: "General Qin! Ran Tu, leading the Baihu Corps of six thousand seven hundred eighty-three n, reporting to you in full!"
Qin Tian returned the salute with a steady tone: "Corps Commander Ran, welco to Ice Extre Pass."
As soon as he finished speaking, he continued, "Originally, there was to be a welcoming ceremony for the brothers of the Baihu Corps, but right now, the Eight Satellite Cities of Ice Extre Pass are under snow beast attacks, the situation is tense, and the welcoming ceremony will have to be postponed."
Hearing this, instead of showing any dissatisfaction, a flash of excitent appeared in Ran Tu’s eyes, and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth: "General Qin, for my Baihu Corps, nothing serves as a better welcoming ceremony than a fierce battle! Leave the upcoming battle to us!"
"Good!"
Qin Tian laughed heartily, a look of appreciation in his eyes, "Then I shall witness firsthand the might of the renowned Baihu Corps!"
As he finished speaking, Qin Tian raised his hand and gave a gentle wave.
In an instant, silver-white spatial energy surged on the tarmac square, and eight dazzling Gates of Space appeared out of thin air, reflecting the battlefield scenes of the Eight Satellite Cities inside.
This move caused a huge shock within the entire Baihu Corps!
With just a wave of the hand, eight stable Gates of Space were opened simultaneously, precisely connecting to eight battlefields.
Their new general was undoubtedly a top expert in the Spatial Domain!
The previously scrutinizing eyes within the phalanx turned into awe at this mont.
Ran Tu also showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly cald himself, turned to face his soldiers, and spoke in a deep voice: "All units! Each of the eight combat brigades targets a battlefield, mission—eradicate all snow beasts, move out!"
"Yes!"
The deafening response broke through the wind and snow, and the dozen phalanxes quickly reford into eight teams, charging towards the eight Gates of Space like eight raging torrents.
Qin Tian watched the orderly deploynt of the Baihu Corps, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.
He had long conducted a detailed assessnt of this corps—the Baihu Corps, though nominally called a "corps," was in fact a complete and well-structured integrated legion, consisting of a full fourteen brigades.
The core was eight main combat brigades, with over eighty percent of the mbers being Spiritualists or Superpower Users, the remaining twenty percent were enhanced humans who had been injected with top-tier Genetic Enhancent Potions, paired with the Empire’s most advanced combat armor, with combat power on par with a typical Tier Three Spiritualist.
The other six brigades comprised special operations, logistics, intelligence, dical, equipnt support, and transportation auxiliary troops, each with their own responsibilities, closely coordinated to form an impeccable operational system.
The legion commander, Ran Tu, was a genuine Tier Six Nine Stars Spiritualist with a Golden Bloodline, his ancestor being the famous Martial Deity King Ran Min, his bloodline carrying an unparalleled warrior spirit.
Besides him, the commanders of the eight main combat brigades, special operations brigade, and intelligence brigade were all Tier Six Spiritualists.
With this addition, he instantly gained eleven Tier Six powerhouses and over sixty-seven thousand elite soldiers under his command, elevating their overall strength significantly.
"Marshal Lin is indeed remarkable."
Qin Tian silently contemplated.
The Baihu Corps was originally an elite force of the Empire, belonged to the frontline Space Fleet, and being able to transfer such an ace force under his command was entirely due to Marshal Lin’s efforts in standing against various opposing forces, successfully completing the deploynt.
In this process, the Dongfang Family also contributed significantly.
Because the Ran Family belonged to the Dongfang faction.
With the addition of the Baihu Corps, the previous shortage of troops at Ice Extre Pass was completely resolved; he now had enough manpower to push forward with the imminent major developnt project at Ice Extre Pass.
As for this endless beast horde...
Qin Tian looked towards the distant wind-swept horizon, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
Unol, do you think you can hide?
...
In front of Satellite City No. 1, the cold wind was like a blade.
Xiong led over two thousand Ice Extre Pass soldiers, standing silently beneath the city walls.
A few kiloters away, a dark beast horde, like a moving snow mountain, charged forward with a sky full of snow foam, numbering up to six thousand.
Despite Xiong’s relentless bravery and the soldiers’ lack of fear, the continuous fighting between several satellite cities and the high-intensity battles had exhausted their physical strength.
The faces of the grassroots soldiers were pale, and their eyes couldn’t hide their fatigue, with morale far less high than at the start of the war.
Xiong exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air, which instantly condensed into ice crystals in the severe cold, falling snow-like at his feet.
He tightened his grip on the blood-red war axe in his hand, the overwhelming spiritual energy surging within him, dispelling so of his fatigue.
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