Only at a certain time can the powerful and powerful men in the center of Xinghai be kind to chiyun''s cultivators, even "generous and generous", satisfy some of their conditions, and make numerous empty promises.


    That''s when we need chiyunjie to send troops, or to put it simply, we need a lot of cannon fodder.


    Although the expansion of the Empire gradually stopped, it did not mean the end of the war. The edge of the Starry Sea and the fragmented world needed to be explored. There were occasional frictions between the powerful and the powerful, and the conflicts with the holy alliance were even continuous. Sporadic wars were even more cruel than large-scale Wars. The noble descendants of the four general election emperors were not born for such meaningless fighting.


    There are hundreds of small realms like chiyun. These humble "hillbilly cultivators" are destined to use their own flesh and blood to serve as the lubricant for the huge machine of the powerful capital.


    No way. It''s really hard to be an immortal.


    As an immortal, the daily consumption of resources is ten times and a hundred times more than that of ordinary people.


    When a person wakes up and masters the power, he is not willing to work in the factory, nor to sit in the office cubicle and listen to the boss''s instructions, nor to sweat in the hot farmland.


    They have powerful powers, but there is no room to exert them in their barren hometown. It''s not even their turn to "squeeze ordinary people". Ordinary people have long been squeezed by powerful capital.


    They can only get on the chariot of the powerful and powerful, go to a distant foreign land, fight for the one in ten thousand, illusory opportunities, and hope to ascend to the sky and get ahead.


    It''s a pity that the bones of countless chiyun immortals are scattered in the unknown depths of the dark star sea. Even a small piece of crystal armor remains can''t go back to their hometown, and no one percent of them can really get rid of the sad song of fate and become the kind of high-level immortals who "call the wind and call the rain, get drunk, be prosperous and cover the sky with one hand".


    The invisible transparent ceiling has been between them and the powerful people in the center of Xinghai for five hundred years. Let alone break it, I haven''t even seen a crack!


    The Empire''s counterattack may be the final roar of the red cloud and hundreds of small worlds.


    They are fed up with such oppression, such humiliation and such pervasive discrimination. They can''t bear it!


    They long for glory, land, endless resources and real power!


    It is this hysterical desire that makes them gamble their lives, plunder their barren hometown, smash the pot and sell iron, and form a small fleet. Like hungry jackals, they gather into a pack of wolves. In a short period of more than ten years, they have destroyed thousands of troops and occupied dozens of new worlds!


    Of course, they also suffered all kinds of injustice during the period, including being sent to the most dangerous front line, carrying out the most arduous sniping task, being only behind the "first-class fleet" of the four general election emperors'' families when distributing materials, and so on.


    In a word, what we eat is dog food, but we have to work for tigers and lions.


    But which war of the past five hundred years has not? They have been used to it for a long time. As long as they have a chance to turn over, they are willing to do anything and can fight for anything!


    What''s more, there are general Lei and "God of war" Lei Chenghu!


    To be able to serve under Lei Chenghu''s command is perhaps the greatest luck for the red cloud fleet and the red cloud immortal.


    "God of war" Lei Chenghu is the only imperial general who is willing to advance and retreat with them and launch a decisive charge together.


    They also dare to blow their beards, stare and smash the tables for their benefit and those guys with nostrils on their heads in the rear base camp of the expeditionary army.


    On several occasions, general Lei personally led the fleet and intercepted a large number of materials transported to the fleets of the four general election emperors and Marquis families, giving priority to supply them.


    It''s general Lei Chenghu. "Remember, you still have 20 hours to prove your loyalty to the Empire and the Senate. In 20 hours, I want to see all the people on the list appear on my star ship.


    "If half of them are missing, I doubt very much whether the radicals have spread to the higher levels of the red cloud fleet, for example... Around you!


    "General Lei Chenghu has been under the secret examination of the special investigation committee. I believe he will appear in the imperial capital soon and support all the decisions of the Senate and the special investigation committee. General Wei Zhong, you should do it yourself and don''t mistake yourself for others!"


    The sharp mouthed villain didn''t even respect the military salute, so he disappeared in the light curtain with a "Shua".


    "Boom!"


    As soon as he disappeared, there was a deafening roar from the console.


    However, Wei Guanghui, commander of the red cloud fleet, who was gnashing his teeth, smashed the console out of the big hole with a hard blow, and each finger was "Huhu" smoking.


    "Son of a bitch, just a mouse in the golden elixir period, steers a star ship and comes to Laozi''s fleet. He dares to talk to Laozi like this!"


    Wei Guanghui''s face was red and his ears were red. He was furious. The blood vessels of "Bu Bu" on his temple almost burst open. "I''m really in a hurry. I''ve broken you into pieces. I''ve broken you up --"


    At this moment, the humiliating leader of the red cloud Kingdom really gave birth to the idea of "killing the special commissioner of the investigation committee with one knife and taking his brothers to the Holy League".