"I, leading the team?" Lin Guodong's eyes widened in disbelief and his face fell. "We have several generals here capable of leading the team, why must it be me?"

"It is you. No objections."

Lin Hao commanded decisively then summoned Zhou Boheng, "From now on, you both will work together, essentially serving as my left and right councilors in the Divine Dragon Empire."

Since the destruction of Gu Country, all matters were being managed by Lin Guodong. Now with the addition of over a hundred thousand people, Lin Hao couldn't think of anyone else to replace Lin Guodong.

Thus, Lin Guodong had to return, and the remaining army would naturally be led by Lin Hao himself.

Lin Hao took over the command from Lin Guodong and assertively sat atop the armored vehicle, gesturing forward: "Advance!"

The troop swiftly divided into two groups; one escorted hundred and sixty-thousand Earth people back to the Divine Dragon Empire while the remainder assembled outside the boundless desert along with an incensed Lin Hao.

The two million army of the Western Regions Coalition suffered heavy casualties and mostly fled.

Lin Hao wasn't in a rush to chase them but took a temporary break at the camp left by the Western Regions Coalition.

"Bring the captives up!"

Count San Sheng and others disembarked from the airship and gathered inside a hastily erected tent.

A group of surviving soldiers from the Western Regions Coalition was brought before Lin Hao, kneeling en masse.

"Take inventory, which nations from the Western Regions are involved this time."

Lin Hao was not interested in interrogating the captives; he merely glanced at them then handed the task over to Count San Sheng.

Count San Sheng was exhilarated, having enjoyed the thrill of dropping bombs from high altitudes while aboard the airship, he became infatuated with the Gatling.

Now, holding a Gatling in his hand, he placed it on the ground and coldly said: "Speak! Which nations are involved this time? If there is a hint of falsehood, you will experience the might of this Divine Artifact in my hand!"

Facing the terrifying muzzle of the Gatling, the Western Regions captives dared not utter any lies.

In a short while, a list was drafted and handed to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao glanced at it and then stood up, his presence exuding kingly authority:

"Go, tell the kings of all the nations listed here that I await them here for five days. They must come here in person with reparations to submit and apologize! Should they fail to arrive within five days, I will lead my army and personally pay them a visit."

"Understood."

Count San Sheng readily agreed, his eyes gleaming as he said: "Our Earth counters are willing to undertake this task; within a day, we can deliver this message to these nations."

Earth counters must be the organization where Count San Sheng belongs.

Lin Hao nodded without saying more.

Now that the Earth people had become powerful, he had no concerns about his rear and began to act more magnanimously.

As for the captives, Lin Hao decided to release them.

The might of the Earth people was clearly demonstrated through these captives; wherever they went, the world would recognize the strength of Earth people.

Sure enough, in less than a day under Count San Sheng's leadership, the Earth counters spread Lin Hao's message across various empires of the Western Regions.

These empires, regardless of their participation in the siege, all received the message.

Once again, the entire Western Regions were shaken!

"What?! Earth people are so arrogant, demanding my father bring reparations and apologize, and even submit to them?! Who do they think they are!"

"Your Highness, the frontline reports that the two-million coalition was annihilated by the Earth people within a quarter of an hour. The Emperor was injured and is on his way back. Meanwhile, Earth's message arrived even faster than the Emperor's return. We need to prepare early!"

"Prepare? Prepare for what? To bow down and serve the Earth people? No way!"

"But..."

In multiple emperies of the Western Regions, this scene was unfolding.

Quanrong Empire can certainly be called a major power in the Western Regions; it is very prosperous. At this moment, the chaos envelops the Quanrong Palace.

"The Great Emperor was killed by the people of Earth while retreating, and now the Earthlings still come to demand our submission and tribute?"

Above the grand hall, the ministers' faces are somber, but more so, they are filled with fear.

"Let's surrender, buy peace with money; the Earthlings are too formidable," the newly crowned, interim Emperor of Quanrong says with a face full of misery, waving his hand.

Yet many from the Western Regions Empire, who didn't join this encirclement, are utterly furious.

"We didn't attack them, yet they still want to strike us? Submit, compensate, and apologize? On what grounds! I really want to see just how incredible these Earthlings are!"

Many emperors roar in anger, however, quite a few nations, having received the news of the allied forces' defeat, sent envoys to Lin Hao's camp.

Five days, for these emperors, is enough to travel a great distance.

Before even the fifth day arrived, many representatives from the empires managed to arrive.

Military arrays show two hundred thousand Earthling emperors lined up on the wastelands, with thousands of Heavy Battle Tanks forming a grand battle formation, bristling with murderous intent.

Ten Airships hover in the sky, like giant beasts in the air.

The menacing formation frightens the faces of the envoys from various empires visiting to a pale green.

Not far away lies the previous battlefield.

Over a million dismembered limbs scatter around the abyss entrance, making it seethe with death, appearing like the realm of the dead.

There were envoys who didn't believe in evil and went to scout the battlefield; on returning, they indeed felt silently fortunate for their right decision.

On the fifth day, early in the morning, Lin Hao sets up the formation.

"How many envoys have arrived outside?"

"Is the state letter drafted yet?"

He walks out of his tent, asking Suan Sheng.

Suan Sheng has too much experience with such calculations, which are also incredibly precise. In these five days, under Lin Hao's instructions, he plans to turn the countries of the Western Regions into Earth's backyard, as vassal states.

"Everything is prepared, just waiting for them to come and sign the document."

Suan Sheng is quite excited: "With the army in front, they wouldn't dare to cause any trouble."

"However, there are still over a dozen empires that haven't sent anyone, according to my information, these empires want to resist until the end."

"Resist?"

Lin Hao laughs: "Good, mark out their routes, we'll set out tomorrow, to annihilate them one by one."

"Yes."

Suan Sheng nods excitedly.

Lin Hao stands at a higher spot, eyes gazing towards the distant Envoy Camp, and after a long while, he waves his hand: "Go, call them all here."

Suan Sheng agrees, and then several Earthling sergeants take up loudspeakers, shouting towards the distant envoy camp: "The Emperor of the Divine Dragon Empire summons the envoys from all nations!"

The loudspeaker's sound travels thousands of miles, with tremendous penetrative power, quickly provoking people to come out of the envoy camp.

One after another, they look towards the distant Earthling camp, showing a look of astonishment.

"What is that device? The sound is so loud."

"The Emperor of the Divine Dragon Empire? Is it Lin Hao?!"

"There are still over a dozen empires that haven't arrived this time, who knows what will happen."

"Regardless of them, two million troops were wiped out by fifty thousand Earthlings in just fifteen minutes, haha, if not for the Divine Hall intervening, what would we have to compete with the Earthlings?"

"Let's go, submit, compensate, apologize!"

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