Chapter 453
"The resistance of the Desolate Man is getting weaker and weaker." Yun Yi felt uneasy.
Defeating the Desolate Man was expected, but it was too easy. Even though the Desolate Man's tactics were wrong and the Celestials seized the opportunity, the Desolate Man's resistance was too weak.
The Desolate Man still had a large army, but without supplies, it was difficult for them to fight for a long time. Logically speaking, the Desolate Man's tribe should now turn their troops to attack the Celestials' Blitzkrieg.
This batch of fighter jets, armored vehicles, and tanks had already gathered most of the Celestials' resources. The essence of the Blitzkrieg was to concentrate on attacking the enemy's weakness. If it was defended, it would be very dangerous.
Because of the Blitzkrieg, the Celestials' troops had already penetrated deep into the Desolate Man's territory. The battle line was extremely long. If they could not defeat the enemy and destroy their ability to fight back, they would fall into an awkward situation.
"What are they doing?" Yun Yi commanded the rest of the Celestials to quickly clean up the battlefield and stabilize the occupied territory. He brought out some Desolate Man who still had some knowledge and gave them the right to help build a new base.
The Celestials had sent people to investigate the traces of the Desolate Man's troops. Although they found a lot of traces, they did not find the people. It was as if they had disappeared.
"If they attacked us at that time, it would have brought us a lot of trouble." Yun Yi waved his hand to let those people leave. He looked at the sand table map in the field and thought about the whereabouts of the Desolate Man's troops.
The speed of the Desolate Man, in a short time, could easily surpass the armored vehicles. But in terms of durability, the Desolate Man could not compare to the machines.
As long as the machines had fuel, they could run for a long time. The armored vehicles made by the Celestials' imaginary technology could run for at least three to five years. But the warriors of the Desolate Man would be exhausted after running at high speed for a few hours at most.
Even for the High Priest, driving the totem at a speed comparable to a fighter jet, he still needed energy. Driving the totem continuously for three days, he could indeed cross the continent, but his energy would also be exhausted, and he would not be able to fight if he rushed over.
Of course, that was only in terms of speed. Totems had all sorts of strange abilities, one of which was the ability to teleport. If the experts of the Desolate gathered a group of elites and let one person teleport them over, then they could indeed transport a group of combat power.
The Celestials had been on guard against these people. If it was a normal troop movement, the Celestials would have discovered it very quickly, and then relied on their mobility to quickly gather their strength.
However, to everyone's surprise, the Desolate Men disappeared completely. They just watched as they slowly invaded the Desolate Men's territory and stabilized it bit by bit.
"The twelve High Priests and Meng Luo did not appear on the battlefield. They are probably preparing some sort of counterattack." Yun Yi sighed. He felt that there would be some twists and turns at this final moment.
"How's the publicity going?" Yun Yi walked out of the office and saw Bo Nan. This Celestial agent had been transferred to the Publicity Department.
Compared to the territory of the Desolate Man, the number of Celestials was still too small. Moreover, most of them were now fighting and defeating the resistance forces. The management and reconstruction of the territory that had already been conquered became a problem.
As a result, the Head of Propaganda came out. Everyone knew about it, and Negri's message was reflected in their blood.
On the other hand, the people of the Desolate United States were polarized. The lower Desolate Men's self-awareness was so weak that their intelligence had degenerated. Normal Desolate Men chose to be warriors because only warriors had normal human rights. This led to a very poor spiritual culture.
After all, only warriors had the qualifications to pay attention to this area. However, just being a warrior wasn't enough. The stronger a person was, the more privileges they would have. Therefore, the majority of warriors' lives were filled with fighting for all kinds of resources and cultivating again and again. They were like cultivation machines.
In the end, all of them became very familiar with the various knowledge of totems and sacrifices. If you asked them to plot and fight for resources, they were each better than the other. However, if you asked them to talk about life and ideals, they could only draw their swords and say, "Why do I need to explain my actions to you?"
To put it nicely, they were honest. To put it bluntly, they only had these two idiots in their minds.
Other than that, what was left was a sense of racial honor that was instilled in them. I, Desolate Man, have lived for so many years and had so many seniors. As a Desolate Man, I was proud to be a Desolate Man. Then, I dug graves more diligently than anyone else. I only had eyes for resources. Weren't the graves of seniors for digging?
A sense of racial honor without racial culture was brainwashing.
Therefore, after the Celestials broke through the Desolate Man's defense line and occupied the territory, a group of brainwashed people rushed over to die. After that, the remaining Desolate Men all ran away.
During the tribal period, Desolate Men lived and grew up in the tribe. Their recognition of the tribe and the priests was even stronger. It was normal for such a tribe to have a sense of honor. After all, they were born and raised here.
During the era of the United States, Desolate Men were born in batches. Then, their qualifications were identified. Those with high potential were carefully trained. Those with average potential were thrown to the school for education. After universal education, they were given a certain period of time. Those who could become warriors were superior. Those who could not were all sent to produce resources.
As for the Desolate Men with worse qualifications, they were thrown to the training room. They were sent to work once they reached a certain age. They did not even have the chance to change their fate.
Therefore, except for those with high qualifications, the Desolate Men's sense of identity with the Desolate Man tribe was almost brainwashed.
After the Celestials occupied this place, they spread the basic knowledge of the Road of Perpetual Peace to them. They liberated their minds bit by bit. As long as their minds agreed with the Road of Perpetual Peace of the Celestials, they were all Celestials.
In the beginning, these Desolate Men were extremely terrified of the "Devil Tribe" who bombed their territory with airplanes and caused some casualties. They were afraid of being dragged to be sacrificed. However, as they came into contact with them and learned those difficult ideological and political lessons, they began to understand.
They gradually understood who they were. Who were the demons who claimed to be Celestials? What kind of group were they? How did this war happen?
One's vision determined one's behavior. A cultural war was also a war. In this aspect, the Celestials were superior to the Desolate Men. As long as the Desolate Men seriously understood what the Celestials were, they had no choice but to acknowledge them. Even if they joined the Celestials and became a part of Negri, they could still choose to join the Impure Hermit Order.
They had no relatives or lovers. After understanding the nature of the high priest and the president, most of the Desolate Men chose to join the Celestials. Force could make others submit, but it could not make others believe.
"That's it, I'm going to class!" Bo Nan smiled bitterly. After understanding some knowledge, these Desolate Men exploded with great enthusiasm. Every day, they surrounded him and asked about all kinds of knowledge and ideas.
While he was talking to Yun Yi, there were already many Desolate Men waiting there.
"Go do what you need to do." Yun Yi nodded. As he watched Bo Nan walk towards the Desolate Men, he suddenly realized that these Desolate Men were a little strange. This strange feeling was just a vague feeling of Yun Yi's, but as he watched Bo Nan get closer and closer to the Desolate Men, the ominous feeling in his heart grew stronger.
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