Genshin Impact: What, the one we need to save is Focalors?

"Yide, why didn't you try harder to persuade Yae Miko?" On the winding mountain path of Mount Yougou, Chiori hurried to catch up with Ide, asking softly with a hint of confusion.

Yide stopped, gazing at the distant scenery. He took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air before slowly saying, "Chiori, you should know that the power of words is limited. Truth lies only within the range of artillery, and dignity only on the edge of a sword."

Chiori paused, then a flash of understanding appeared in her eyes.

Compared to empty words of persuasion, power is more likely to change someone's mind.

…

A day later, the sky was clear and the sea sparkled.

A massive Fontaine ship slowly approached, eventually docking at the Kujou Encampment.

The ship's imposing presence drew curious and wary gazes from the stationed Shogunate soldiers.

As the soldiers wondered, a row of dark cannons on the ship's side uniformly aimed at the encampment.

These cannon openings were like dark eyes, coldly staring at them, emitting a chilling aura.

The soldiers were stunned by this sudden change. Before they could react, the cannons on the ship roared to life.

"Boom boom boom~"

Deafening cannon fire rang out in succession, shattering the tranquility of the seaside.

Round, black cannonballs, larger than millstones, hurtled from the muzzles, directly slamming into the ground of the encampment.

Each cannonball's impact was accompanied by a deafening explosion and a violent tremor.

Instantly, the flames and smoke from the explosions engulfed the entire encampment, and miniature mushroom clouds slowly rose above Kujou Encampment, as if the demons of war were roaring.

Yide looked towards the Kujou Encampment, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

These cannons and shells were the latest weapons of war jointly developed by the West Factory and the Fontaine Research Institute. Their power was enough to chill any enemy to the bone.

Standing beside him, Chiori felt conflicted.

Inazuma actually had cannon technology a long time ago, but the nobles feared that if such weapons were mastered by the common people, it might overthrow their rule, so they banned the manufacture and research of cannons.

Today, that technology has been lost.

In fact, not only was cannon technology lost, but even Inazuma's once-proud forging technology was lost.

In the last hundred years, no one in Inazuma has forged a famous sword.

The whole of Inazuma was not eternally unchanging, but was constantly regressing.

The cannon bombardment continued like thunder for half an hour, the deafening explosions and pervasive smoke turning the entire Kujou Encampment into a hellish scene.

This carpet bombing turned over every inch of the encampment, leaving no place unscathed.

The Shogunate army stationed here, originally a force of thousands, was now reduced to a handful of survivors.

They were covered in wounds, their eyes revealing unspeakable fear and despair.

Among the survivors was Kujou Masahito, the eldest son of Kujou Takayuki, the Tenryou Commissioner.

This catastrophe seemed to have shattered his mind.

He stared blankly at the dismembered limbs and fragments scattered on the ground, the comrades who had once fought side by side now unrecognizable.

Suddenly, as if struck by a great shock, he began to laugh wildly, muttering to himself, "This is divine punishment! It must be divine punishment! It's all the Kujou clan's fault, we have been punished! Hahahaha!"

His laughter was shrill and insane, echoing over the ruins, sending chills down the spine.

On the deck of the ship, Chiori looked at Yide with some worry and asked, "Yide, you flattened Kujou Encampment, aren't you afraid of the Raiden Shogun's personal retaliation?"

Yide gazed at the distant sea, his expression calm, "From the moment Raiden Ei hid in the Plane of Euthymia, she could no longer wield the true Musou no Hitotachi.

A true warrior dares to face the bleak reality, dares to look directly at the dripping blood.

Instead of choosing to escape, imprisoning oneself in the cage of the past."

Chiori gazed at Yide's firm and profound profile, a strange emotion welling up in her heart. Her heart beat faster, deeply attracted by the resilience and courage displayed by the man before her.

He had a tragic past and a painful life, but he was still moving forward, using his sword to cut away all the thorns in the path ahead for the people of Fontaine.

Yide did indeed have a painful past. In his previous life, he was abandoned by his divorced parents from a young age.

He lived alone in a cold world, trying to live his life.

When he saw that his parents had their own families and happy lives, he seemed to be the only unfortunate one in this world.

In his opinion, his pain was far greater than what Raiden Ei had endured, at least she had many beautiful memories.

But he could hardly find even a trace of warm memories.

Only when playing games could his scarred heart find peace. Later, in the game, he met Furina.

That fool endured too much grievance and pain, but remained strong.

Thinking of Furina, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a happy smile.

…

The next day, just as dawn broke, the entire Inazuma City was shocked by an astonishing news.

Kujou Encampment, the solid fortress that had withstood countless fierce attacks from the Watatsumi Island resistance, had been completely leveled overnight.

Although the surviving Shogunate soldiers insisted that the disaster was caused by cannons on a giant ship, this failed to convince most people.

For them, such a powerful warship capable of causing such devastating damage should only exist in legends.

Compared to this realistic explanation, the people were more willing to believe that it was the work of sea monsters, or a punishment sent by the gods.