Warlords: I just made a little fortune, but I didn’t build a country.

The first wave of cruise missiles arrived at the frontier positions of South Vietnam first. They flew precisely according to the predetermined route and sneaked into the enemy airspace like a ghost. When the missile approached the target, the seeker on the warhead quickly captured the heat source and target characteristics on the ground, then adjusted its attitude and dived down at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!"

Instantly, a deafening roar erupted from the frontline, and flames shot up into the sky. A huge mushroom cloud carrying dirt, rocks, and broken limbs rushed straight into the sky. The solid fortifications were instantly reduced to dust under the powerful impact of the missiles, and the fragments of reinforced concrete flew everywhere like raindrops.

Then, fighter jets launched air-to-ground missiles one after another. Fighter pilots drove their fighter jets and rushed to the battlefield like brave knights.

They skillfully controlled the fighter planes, and when they entered the attack range, the pilots decisively pressed the launch button, and the air-to-ground missiles rushed towards the ground targets with blazing tail flames like wild horses. These missiles were extremely powerful, and each explosion could create a huge crater on the ground, and the air waves it created were enough to overturn everything around.

Under the firepower, the South Vietnamese frontline fell into chaos and despair. Soldiers screamed in fear and fled in all directions, trying to find a safe shelter.

However, their efforts seemed futile under the overwhelming missile attack. The artillery, tanks and other heavy weapons in the positions were destroyed one after another under the missile attack, and blazing fires were ignited. Thick smoke filled the entire battlefield, and the pungent smell of gunpowder and burning smell mixed together, making people nauseous.

The communication lines were also completely cut off by the missile attacks. The commanders lost control of their troops and could only watch their positions gradually disintegrate in the artillery fire.

The wounded soldiers lay on the ground, groaning in pain, their blood staining the ground beneath them red. And those soldiers who were not yet injured were also shrouded in fear and despair, their eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

As time went by, the missile attack continued. Missiles continued to fall, turning the South Vietnamese frontier into a complete ruin. The originally solid fortifications no longer existed, leaving only a charred land and countless debris. The battlefield was filled with the breath of death, which made people shudder.

When the last missile exploded, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence. However, this silence was more terrifying than the sound of gunfire just now, because it indicated that a brutal battle had begun, countless lives began to disappear, leaving only this devastated land.

The roar of fighter planes and bombers had just dissipated, but the smoke of the battlefield was still thick, and the pungent smell was spreading in the air. The scorched earth and damaged fortifications were still telling of the tragedy of the missile attack just now.

At this time, a new round of firepower strikes was ready to be launched, and a more violent steel storm was about to sweep across the frontier positions of South Vietnam again.

The missile brigade's launch vehicle started slowly, and the huge wheels rolled over the rough ground, making a dull sound, as if it was a prelude to war.

These launch vehicles are like steel giants, solemn and majestic, with the Red Arrow-7 missiles neatly arranged on the vehicles, shining with a cold metallic luster, and each missile carries a huge destructive force. The operators are focused, carrying out various preparations in an orderly manner in the vehicles, their eyes revealing determination and calmness, their fingers jumping rapidly on the control panel, inputting precise instructions.

With an order, the launch vehicle's launch pad slowly lifted up, and the Red Arrow-7 missile pointed straight at the sky.

In an instant, flames burst out, and 36 missiles, like arrows from a bow, streaked across the sky with long tails of flame. These missiles flew at an extremely fast speed, spanning a distance of 3000 kilometers. They were like warriors endowed with life, flying accurately towards the frontier positions of the South Vietnamese State.

At the same time, the rocket artillery brigade also entered combat mode. Rocket launchers were neatly arranged, with their barrels raised high, like a steel jungle. Soldiers were busy in a tense and orderly manner, carrying ammunition, loading and firing, and every action was skillful and fast. Rockets were continuously fed into the gun barrels, and they released huge energy while waiting for the moment of firing.

Following the commander's order, thousands of rocket launchers of the rocket artillery brigade roared at the same time.

"Boom."

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and rockets poured out like raindrops, with blazing flames and powerful impact, rushing towards the frontline positions of South Vietnam. These rockets drew brilliant arcs in the air, like a fireworks feast, but behind this beauty was endless destruction and death.

The first Red Arrow-7 missile accurately hit an important stronghold on the South Vietnamese frontier.

"Boom."

With a deafening roar, the huge explosion flattened the entire stronghold in an instant, and the surrounding fortifications were also destroyed by the powerful shock wave. Then, other missiles fell one after another, and the explosions continued, and the entire position fell into a sea of ​​fire.

The rockets fired by the rocket artillery brigade also reached the target area at the same time. They covered the entire South Vietnamese frontline position like a storm, and the fire and smoke produced by the explosion enveloped the entire position tightly.

The rockets are extremely powerful. Each explosion can create a huge crater on the ground. The raised soil and rocks are thrown high into the sky, and then fall heavily, hitting everything on the position.

Under this continuous firepower coverage, the South Vietnamese front-line positions fell into chaos and despair. The soldiers screamed in fear and fled in all directions, but under the overwhelming rocket and missile attacks, they had nowhere to escape.

As time went by, the missile and rocket attacks continued. Missiles and rockets continued to fall, turning the South Vietnamese frontline positions into a complete ruin. The originally solid fortifications no longer existed, leaving only a charred land and countless debris. The battlefield was filled with the breath of death, which made people shudder.

This!

It was just the power unleashed by an army group of the Great Qin Empire, not its full strength, but it had already defeated the 10 Vietnamese troops in the first line of defense of the Nanyue Kingdom. Large areas of solid positions had been razed to the ground, with casualties of no less than . Almost the entire front-line troops had lost their combat strength.

Originally, the Vietnamese army was thinking of using weapons produced in the Qin Empire to fight the soldiers of the Qin Empire. They were eager to fight. They had conquered four countries in a row, and their inner will to fight had been aroused. They wanted to have a contest with the world's only first-class army.

But who would have thought that without even seeing the shadow of a Qin soldier, they had lost more than half of their 100,000-strong frontline army.