Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

The surging river flows swiftly and turbulently until it reaches the horizon, where a black fortress stands on the river's surface. Its walls, fifty meters high, stretch for a kilometer, making it look like an island floating on the river from afar.

Everywhere you look, you can see pieces of azure ice floating on the river. The river water is icy cold in winter, and the river wind makes you shiver.

Ye Ge gazed intently into the distance, letting the river wind tousle his hair. A glance behind him revealed the fully assembled Ye family army, their ranks perfectly aligned. A black banner bearing the Ye family's demonic head fluttered in the lead, followed by heavily armored knights on horseback, groups of mages in robes and staffs, archers carrying various heavy guns and powerful crossbows, beastmasters riding dragon eagles and griffins, and warriors of various extraordinary professions...

The heavily armored knights wielded weapons and spears that were three meters long. Banners fluttered atop the tallest flagpoles, bearing the ferocious demon heads of the Night Clan. Warhorses neighed and groaned, their hooves pounding the ground restlessly. Dragon eagles and griffins cried out.

"What a magnificent sight!"

Ye Yulong walked up, standing shoulder to shoulder with Ye Ge, and stared at the black city-state on the opposite bank of the river with a playful smile: "Isn't that right, cousin Ye Ge? This must be the first time you've seen such a large-scale battle, right?"

For Ye Yulong, who had been fighting against all races for many years, such battlefields were indeed commonplace.

However, what he didn't know was that this wasn't Ye Ge's first time on such a large-scale battlefield. In Lan Mi's illusionary world, he already had experience facing war in two lifetimes, so he wasn't too unfamiliar with today's scene.

Ye Ge turned her head and glanced at it.

Behind Ye Yulong was his private army, numbering nearly eight thousand! His troops were the largest among the younger generation of the Ye family, the result of his years of conquering countless races.

Not far away, Ye Qingxin, whose strength was similar to his, had seven thousand soldiers.

Ye Yang had three thousand men; Ye Mengyu had two thousand men.

The other brothers and sisters mostly had one or two thousand soldiers.

Of all the younger generation of the Ye family, only Ye Ge's army looked the most meager, consisting of only three hundred female swordsmen led by Li Shuying, followed by Arthur, thirteen berserkers with demonic eyes, and more than three hundred ordinary soldiers with guns, totaling just over six hundred people.

When Night Song's brothers and sisters saw the ordinary soldiers with guns, they were all stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but chuckle secretly.

Logically speaking, given Ye Ge's relatively young age, it's entirely understandable that he has fewer close associates.

The problem is, nearly half of the soldiers behind Night Song are ordinary people??

In wars between superhumans, when calculating troop strength, only the number of superhuman warriors on both sides is usually taken into account. At the very least, they must be superhumans at the Yellow Realm to be qualified to be cannon fodder.

The more than three hundred soldiers in cloth armor behind Ye Ge clearly did not possess any extraordinary power. They were obviously ordinary people who were only equipped with some basic firearms and were thrown up as militiamen!

This is hilarious!

What are a bunch of militiamen doing here? They can't even move the weapons and the super armor, can they?

You should know that even a Yellow Realm transcendent warrior can easily kill a hundred militiamen armed with gunpowder weapons!

Sure enough, he's still too young and has never been on the battlefield...

The brothers and sisters of the Ye family were a mix of emotions: some chuckled, some were curious, and some were puzzled.

Ye Qingxin remained silent, her gaze towards Ye Ge carrying a hint of confusion.

Logically speaking, as a student personally taught by Principal Lan Mi of the War Academy, Ye Ge shouldn't be unaware of the huge gap between ordinary people and extraordinary individuals, right?

Yege completely ignored the looks from her other brothers and sisters, as if she hadn't seen anything at all.

He stood next to Li Shuying and Arthur, and looked at Arthur: "Nervous?"

Arthur: "No, I'm not nervous."

Night Song: "If you're not nervous, why are you trembling?"

Arthur: "......"

Arthur's face flushed red, and he subconsciously gripped the long sword in his hand: "I... this is the first time I've seen such a scene, and I've never been on a battlefield before... I'm afraid I'll embarrass you, Young Master Yege!"

Ye Ge smiled faintly: "Then you don't need to worry, it's not our turn to perform today."

"Huh?" Arthur was taken aback.

Li Shuying tilted her head suspiciously: "Young Master Ye Ge, what do you mean by that?"

“The literal meaning.” Ye Ge said slowly, “I brought you here today to broaden your horizons and show you how the Ye family fights. But today we are not the main characters, but the audience.”

As she spoke, Ye Ge took out a bag of sunflower seeds from her system inventory and tore it open with a "snap".

"Do you want?"

Night Song handed it to the two of them.

Li Shuying: "......"

Arthur: "...No, no need."

Night Owl picked up a pair of binoculars with both hands and looked at the black fortress on the opposite bank of the river.

On the high black city wall, Earl Conde, Viscount Robin, Viscount Linna, and three other barons stood solemnly.

"Hehe, everyone's here."

Night Owl chuckled knowingly, put down his binoculars, and said, "So, who wants to make a name for themselves first? Give these rebels a run for their money?"

"Uncle Xiao, let me do it."

Ye Qingxin volunteered.

Night Owl nodded in agreement.

......

On the city wall of Jiangcheng.

Viscount Robin gazed at the Ye family army across the river and said nervously, "It seems they're about to launch an attack!"

Count Conde's eyes darkened, and his expression became serious.

Ye Qingxin took a few steps forward, raised one hand, and shouted in a cold voice, "Mage formation, prepare! Great Fireball!"

In an instant, thousands of mages used levitation spells to rise into the air in unison.

As they chanted the countdown, huge, scorching fireballs condensed on their staffs!

"Gunslingers, crossbowmen! Prepare!"

Ye Qingxin gave another order.

“Click… Click…”

Thousands of archers set up heavy guns, cannons, and crossbows, aiming at the city walls on the opposite bank of the river.

The muzzles of these heavy guns are large enough to fit a basketball!

"Snapped!"

Ye Qingxin clasped her hands together, and she herself floated up, with a faint blue soul power gathering around her.

"Fourth-tier support skill - Gate of Acceleration!"

As she cast her spell, a pale blue, transparent door appeared before her.

The gate gradually grew larger and expanded, eventually becoming a massive gate frame that was 400 meters high and 200 meters wide.

Ye Qingxin's eyes sharpened: "First round of attack, begin!"

At Ye Qingxin's command, thousands of mages launched large fireballs from their staffs, and the gunners simultaneously fired their triggers!

"call--"

"Whirring whirring--"

"boom!"

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang—!”

All the large fireballs and shells were launched.

These fireballs and cannonballs passed through the transparent "acceleration gate," increasing their speed by more than five times in an instant!

Thousands of fireballs and cannonballs seemed to suddenly gain inexplicable kinetic energy, hurtling toward the city gate of Jiangcheng at an extremely fast speed, like a meteor shower!