Blacksun Valley, the Empire’s side.

The Imperial Guard duly executed the heavenly monarch’s orders. The fleet unloaded the ground forces and cargo at the designated location, then set out on the return journey.

Tens of thousands of Imperial soldiers grasped this opportunity to begin constructing a fortress. No one knew when another attack would come.

These new soldiers weren’t clear what had just happened, nor did they understand when the Empire regained the power to build another fortress. None of that was important to these ordinary soldiers because all that mattered was for them to have a defensive stronghold. The presence or absence of a fortress would make a big difference in the death toll.

They didn’t really care about what was going on above, only about how long they would survive.

Now that Song Zining had woken up, he naturally resumed his post as the commander of the Empire’s forces in the new world. It was just that his body hadn’t fully recovered, and there would be no active battles in the near future. So, he finally gave in to everyone’s persuasion and went back to the Empire to rest for three days, getting a checkup in the process.

After sending him away, the core generals finally heaved a sigh of relief. They no longer needed to worry...