Resurrection Empire

When the future is full of uncertainties, a lot can happen in just one day.

When the future has been determined, two hundred years will be nothing but boring repetition.

Two hundred years later, the extremely large Red Front advance army returned to the Far Frontier Star Gate with glory and prosperity.

Ren Zhongzheng was driving an ordinary shuttle ship quickly to Wangjiang Star, which was not far away.

There, he was about to hold his own Marquis canonization ceremony.

But at this time, his mind was not at all on the title of Marquis. He just quietly looked at the three-dimensional projection in front of him.

In the projection, it is today's comprehensive information briefing of the Chifeng tribe.

90 trillion total population, 15 trillion active military personnel, 15 trillion frozen talent pool, 20,000 planetary ships, 10 million large warships, and 50 million medium-sized warships.

This is the Chifeng clan today.

In the past two hundred years, the population of the ethnic group has expanded tenfold. It may seem like a lot, but it's actually far from the limit.

The reason is simple, too many people died.

This death was not death in battle, but a normal end of life.

Within the system of the Mechanical Empire, for civilians, being able to go through life in an ordinary way can be regarded as a real "blessing".

Since most of the core productivity in the three major star regions have been devastated by the quantum sting, the Chifeng clan, whose productivity is extremely well preserved, "wins". The weight ratio of the productivity held by the Red Front tribe in the three major star regions was instantly raised to a very high level, and it became the absolute backbone of the three major star regions. The Red Front Legion headquarters located near the Far Frontier Star Gate undertook a large number of Highly profitable foreign projects.

Therefore, although the Chifeng tribe has been engaged in large-scale production, their financial situation is exceptionally good, and the basic welfare of the civilians within the tribe is very high.

But the heavy responsibility did not leave any space for this welfare-corrupted group.

He signed a new decree formalizing the special nature of cryosleep. Within the Chifeng tribe, only a small number of people, such as combat professionals whose personal strength has risen to the super level or above, special contributors, upper-level managers, and scientific researchers who need to wait for technological results to be brewed, are eligible to use cryo-slumber. As for others, even if you have the money to pay for it yourself, you are not allowed to do so.

Thanks to Ren Zhong's absolute authority, no one objected to this law, which seemed less humane in this era, and it was implemented to the letter.

Therefore, although the Chifeng tribe has reproduced a large population over the years, most people have gone through the normal process of birth, old age, illness and death, and the total population has only expanded tenfold in the end.

Not only that, in order to fight for the right to cryogenic sleep, the civilians of the Chifeng tribe plunged themselves into involution mode.

Over the past two hundred years, most mediocre people have died of old age, but most of the high-level human resources have been put into cryogenic slumber. The comprehensive per capita quality of the 75 trillion people in the active state is also much higher than the average level of the Machinery Empire.

Of course, the ethnic group can achieve such rapid development not only through its own efforts.

In order to help the Chifeng tribe quickly develop their civilizational potential, the Empire Center has provided a large amount of resource support. Over the years, a steady stream of energy cells has been transported through subspace channels to supplement the energy gap of the returning advance fleet.

It is precisely with the double support of this endless energy supply and the large amount of battlefield debris that the "great cause" that we have today can be achieved.

Not long after Ren Zhong arrived at Wangjiang Star, he met Jin Shi, who had just woken up from cryogenic slumber.

The Three Domains War is still going on, but the most chaotic and dangerous early stage has passed. The Ascendant army in the battle zone of the under-construction passage has been eliminated, and the Far Frontier Star Gate has long been stabilized and is no longer threatened.

The sudden rise of the Chifeng tribe has greatly made up for the productivity gap in the Far Frontier Star Region. At least within the Far Frontier Star Territory, the situation has stabilized. The situation in the Changhe Star Territory and the Jade Pan Star Territory is a little more complicated, but there is also a self-contained command system there, so Jin Shi can take the time to freeze and sleep in order to steal a life.

The next thing happened naturally. Seven days later, the Imperial Prince Yan Wang Wendi arrived at Wangjiang Star, and holding a decree written by the regent himself, he canonized Ren Zhong as the Marquis of Chifeng.

This canonization ceremony was also broadcast live, and it was also broadcast live on the first channel of the empire.

Some people are happy and some are worried. Others are watching the live broadcast for fun or secretly happy. They think that with the strength of Chi Fenghou's army, the war in the three domains will be ended faster and everything can return to normal. However, some people are in constant panic.

Nanxiang Bo Liu An, who was dispatched to the Southern Third War Zone of the Far Frontier Star Territory, felt that the end was coming.

For more than two hundred years, Liu An's luck has been neither good nor bad.

Due to its relatively useless positioning, the fleet under the Nanxiang Earl's Mansion was not given priority during the quantum cataclysm, and was not severely damaged. Its military strength was relatively intact. This is where Liu An's luck is better.

However, his planetary base located in the hub area of ​​the Nanxiang Star Cluster suffered heavy losses, and even the Dyson Sphere he held was completely destroyed. The Liu family, which laid the foundation for the existence of Nanxiang Earl's Mansion, also suffered all casualties. After all, these people originally stayed in the relatively safe "rear area". Who knew that the real intention of the sublimators was to destroy productivity first. He was unlucky again in this regard.

Now Liu An has almost nothing except the personal fleet in his hand.

Although regular energy needs and fleet maintenance are supported by the empire's strategic funds, it is difficult for Liu An, who has a fire in his backyard, to make war fortune as he did in the past.

He himself didn't get much military exploits, just scraps.

But his nemesis, Ren Zhong, has skyrocketed to 90,000 miles.

Liu An can be sure that the day the war ends will be his own demise.

But he has no choice now. His garrison area is in the South Third War Zone. With his authority, it is impossible to obtain the marching coordinates of the Red Front Legion. Even though he holds a big killer weapon in his hand, he has no intention of making a move. Chance.

"How to do it?"

Perhaps it was the fate of fate. A long distance apart, Ren Zhong and Liu An looked at the distribution of troops in the Far Frontier Star Territory at the same time, and said the same thing in unison.

Both of them are planning something of their own, but one is for survival and the other is for "ambition".

Afterwards, Ren Zhong opened the large-scale star map again and carefully considered the war situation report from the high command that Jin Shi had shared.

After a long time, he stood up, took the initiative to find Jin Shi, who was about to continue sleeping, and said: "The Red Front Legion has completed its rest and the war on the front line is not over yet. I apply for the whole clan to participate in the war again and go to the Yupan Star Territory and Yuan The junction of the Star Territory."

Jin Shi, who was lying in the sleeping cabin, sat up straight and said doubtfully: "According to the order of the center, you can continue to rest for ten years, and there is no need to rush to the front line again. Besides, the Far Frontier Star Gate has been stabilized, and reinforcements and Reserve supplies are being shipped continuously, the direction of this battle has been made clear, victory will eventually belong to us, why do you need to take risks anymore?"

Ren Zhong shook his head, "It's just stabilization, which is far from enough. As I said before, the enemy's purpose is to consume the empire's resources. We guard a star gate, which only slightly reduces the loss, but it still doesn't It can completely crush the opponent's conspiracy. Every extra day, the empire's losses will be greater. I have noticed that due to the large amount of combat readiness materials being transported to the front line, some productivity star fields around the central star field have already appeared. A large-scale humanitarian disaster. Although the life and death of those low-level civilians does not matter, as the Marquis of the Empire, I should not hold back while I still have strength. If I were allowed to go here..."

Ren Zhong's finger fell on the battle point between the Far Frontier Star Territory and the Yupan Star Territory on the star map, "There is a floating meteorite belt here called the Stray Star Cluster. The stars in the Stray Star Cluster can provide a lot of resources, etc. If I build a bridgehead here, I can not only tear apart the opponent's offensive formation, but also use existing resources to build a defense line. I can also proactively choose whether to return to support the Far Frontier Star Territory or go to the Yupan Star Territory to assist friendly forces. Here I am, entering It can attack, retreat or defend, and can end the Three Domain War at least a hundred years in advance."

Jin Shi thought for a while and then said: "But this area is a bit lonely and deep, and it can easily become the opponent's key target."

Ren Zhong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. If you can't even win the battle on your own doorstep, how can you counterattack to regain the lost ground?"

Jin Shi trembled slightly, as if he felt something in his heart.

Seeing that Jin Shi had been shaken, Ren Zhong said again: "I am willing to serve the emperor and participate in the war as a whole family again. This is my statement. Since some people in the center now say that my treatment as a marquis is too generous, I should even more Use practical actions to tell them why my people and I deserve preferential treatment from the empire."

Jin Shi was shocked and seemed to want to persuade her, but in the end she didn't speak. She just asked, "How much confidence do you have?"

Ren Zhong waved his hand boldly, "We must win every battle."

Jin Shi pondered for a long time, but finally nodded, "That's true. Okay, I'll help you submit a battle report to the central committee."

Ren Zhong: "Wait, I have another request."

Jin Shi: "What? You said."

Ren Zhong grinned, "The South Third War Zone is very close to the Diaspora Star Group. I hope to transfer a part of the fleet from the South Third War Zone to join my command system to help me occupy the Diaspora Star Group."

Jin Shi immediately called up the distribution of troops in the third southern war zone. When she saw the name Nanxiang Bo Liu An, she was slightly enlightened.

This guy, that's not the ordinary way of holding a grudge.

Jin Shi didn't care about Liu An's life or death at all, and nodded again, "Okay."

…

When he saw the transfer order, Liu An felt that his opportunity had come.

When he saw the South Third War Zone receiving the order and starting to prepare for the front advance, Ren Zhong in Xingkong Chifengjia also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The opportunity for Dapeng to rise with the wind in one day came.

His eyes turned again to the three-dimensional projection star map in front of him.

The distribution of the Ascendant's forces was projected into his retinas, gathered into his mind, and then perceived by him.