Chapter 310: History Repeats Itself in Such a Striking Manner

"What happened?"

On the other end of the phone, the aged voice carried a battle-hardened composure.

The old man was named Chen Huaishu.

A Four-Star General of Great Xia Country.

And also Hou Changfeng's former teacher.

Hearing the oddness in Hou Changfeng's tone, Chen Huaishu's voice also grew serious.

Hou Changfeng did not dare to conceal anything in the slightest, quickly reporting the terrifying crisis currently faced by Dongning Province in the briefest language possible.

The other end of the phone fell into a long silence.

Hou Changfeng could even hear his teacher's increasingly heavy breathing.

After a long while, Chen Huaishu's voice sounded again.

"This matter concerns the safety of millions of citizens in Dongning Province."

"My suggestion is, do not conceal it, report it to the Central Military Department immediately!"

"Have them immediately mobilize troops from neighboring military regions for swift reinforcement!"

He paused, his voice becoming even harsher.

"Do not think about any accountability matters right now! Controlling the spread ofifa the beast tide is the top priority!"

"Yes!" Hou Changfeng nodded heavily, "Thank you for your guidance, Teacher, I will go do it right away!"

Hanging up the phone.

In the Imperial Capital, inside a quaint quadrangle courtyard.

Chen Huaishu put down the red phone in his hand, his brows tightly locked together.

He walked to the window, looking at the old locust tree swaying in the night wind in the yard, pondering over and over, and the ominous premonition in his heart always lingered.

A beast tide exceeding the million-level.

With such a terrifying scale, relying solely on the soldiers of the ordinary military department would probably be far from enough.

The casualties caused would be an astronomical figure.

Top-tier experts must be stationed there to possibly control the situation.

At least, several legendary-grade Professionals above Level 70 must also be dispatched.

If… If Marshal Zhao could personally take action, that would naturally be the best.

In Chen Huaishu's mind, that tragic and horrifying tragedy from many years ago involuntarily surfaced.

Ximeng City.

That once prosperous mega-city with a population of millions ultimately turned into ruins, becoming an unhealable scar in the hearts of everyone in Great Xia Country.

He definitely did not hope for such a tragedy to repeat in Donghai City.

Thinking of this, Chen Huaishu no longer had a shred of hesitation.

He turned back into the house, quickly put on a crisp military uniform, picked up the military cap hanging on the wall, and rushed toward the direction of the Imperial Capital Military Department overnight.

When his exclusive car arrived at the Imperial Capital Military Department building, the entire command post was brightly lit.

Countless staff members in military uniforms hurried about, their faces full of anxiety and solemnity.

Piercing phone rings rose one after another, and the sound of keyboard clicking was dense like rain.

In the air, a tense atmosphere of an impending storm permeated.

Obviously, the situation in Dongning Province had already been reported through emergency channels.

Chen Huaishu walked straight into the supreme combat command post located underground.

A huge holographic sand table floated in the center of the hall, and on it, the area representing Dongning Province was covered by a glaring blood-red.

Countless light spots representing alien beasts gushed out from the direction of Donghai City like a tide, frantically spreading in all directions.

"Order the Southern Henan Military Region, the Third, Fifth, and Seventh Group Armies, to immediately assemble at the border of Dongning Province!"

"Contact the Governor of Beijiang Province, requesting them to immediately dispatch all S-Class Professionals and above to form a vanguard team to harass from the flanks!"

"Logistics Department! Mobilize all strategic reserve supplies for me! At all costs! Send them all to the front line!"

Directive after directive was issued methodically from the command platform.

But on everyone's face, not a shred of relaxation could be seen.

Just at this moment, an old man with graying hair, also wearing a general's uniform, noticed Chen Huaishu walking in.

He hurried forward to greet him, with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Old Chen? Why did you come too?"

Chen Huaishu nodded at him, considered a greeting, and then cast his gaze onto the blood-red sand table with a wry smile.

"Little Hou also called me."

"Dongning Province is suffering from a beast tide of such scale, I really couldn't rest assured, so I came over to take a look."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man sighed heavily, the wrinkles on his face seeming to deepen by a few fractions.

"The beast tide has already formed a scale, it's too late to say anything now."

"All we can do is try our best."

He shook his head, his voice filled with helplessness and self-mockery.

"Who would have thought that beneath that small Donghai City, an ancient ruin was actually hidden."

"This time, it really caught us off guard."

Chen Huaishu's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't show too much surprise.

He was silent for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Does Marshal Zhao know about this matter?"

"Is he convenient right now? I want to talk to him personally."

Hearing the three words "Marshal Zhao", an even richer bitterness surfaced on the white-haired old man's face.

He shook his head.

"I know, you want to invite Marshal Zhao to take action."

"But unfortunately."

"At this moment, Marshal Zhao is also stretched too thin due to another tricky matter."

Chen Huaishu's heart suddenly sank downwards.

"A tricky matter?"

His first reaction was those neighbors who harbored the intention to destroy them and never gave up.

"Is Sakura Country making some big move again?"

The white-haired old man's brows were deeply locked, and his voice was pressed extremely low.

"The situation might be even more complicated than that."

He signaled Chen Huaishu to walk to a secluded corner, and only then slowly spoke.

"The team we sent to participate in the exploration of the ruins of the Castlantis Islands suddenly lost all contact with us this afternoon."

"At that time, they had successfully obtained the Divine Artifact 'Pendulum of Life', and were on the airship returning to Great Xia."

Chen Huaishu's breathing suddenly stalled.

He naturally knew the importance of that team.

That almost gathered the top-most strength of the entire younger generation of Great Xia Country.

"The most crucial thing is." The white-haired old man's voice carried a deep sense of worry.

"On our airship, there is not only Principal Lin Zhu."

"And that newcomer SS-Rank Professional who made a stunning debut in the National Examination and is hailed as the future hope of Great Xia, Gandalf."

"Marshal Zhao is worried that they might have met with some accident, so the very first moment he received the news, he personally led a team to go meet and support them."

"Right now, they have probably already gone out to sea."

After listening, Chen Huaishu's heart became increasingly heavy at this moment.

"Could there… actually be such a thing?"

An airship could not lose contact for no reason.

Especially given the situation where there was the veteran SS-Rank Expert, Lin Zhu, stationed there.

The only possibility is that they encountered an irresistible enemy.

If… If the people on the airship really met with misfortune.

Two new and old SS-Rank Experts simultaneously falling.

Then for the entire Great Xia Country, what a heavy blow that would be!

No wonder Marshal Zhao is so nervous, even sparing no effort to personally go out to sea.

But…

But who can resolve the crisis here in Dongning Province?

Without Marshal Zhao, this calming pillar of the sea.

Relying solely on the military department's strength, can they really quickly resolve that multi-million beast tide?

Chen Huaishu's heart sank into the abyss little by little.

A bone-chilling chill rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his crown.

He remembered Ximeng City back then.

How similar the scene back then was to now.

It was likewise a sudden, unprecedentedly scaled beast tide.

It was likewise two top-tier SS-Rank Professionals firmly pinned down by those two from Sakura Country using schemes and tricks, unable to break away.

The military department's reinforcement troops were likewise blocked halfway by endless alien beasts, unable to move an inch.

They could only watch helplessly as that prosperous city was razed to the ground under the iron hooves of the alien beasts.

Nearly a million compatriots died tragically under the sharp claws and fangs of the alien beasts.

Corpses covered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

That scene like a purgatory on earth became a nightmare that he could never shake off for the rest of his life.

And now.

Dongning Province, Donghai City.

Almost the exact same situation.

History is actually so shockingly similar.

The white-haired old man looked at Chen Huaishu's face, which had instantly turned pale, and guessed what he was thinking.

He patted Chen Huaishu's shoulder, his voice hoarse.

"Old Chen, don't think too much."

"We have already done our best."

Done our best?

The corners of Chen Huaishu's mouth curved into a desolate arc.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he had already seen the future of Donghai City flowing with rivers of blood.

Misfortunes never come singly.

Could it be that heaven truly wants to destroy our Great Xia?