Monarch of Evernight

The arrival of the Imperial Envoy blew the silent horn, the bloody battle officially opened, and a group of young Junjie came from all over the empire to rush into the iron curtain without a backlash.

The Dark World has also made this bloody battle a feast, and the official resolution of the Everlasting Parliament similarly offers a rich and daunting reward, not only for all kinds of arms resources, but also for the counts, territories and superior bloodlines. With huge rewards, adult warriors from many tribes leaned out and even older children were brought out.

If you have a pair of tall eyes at this moment, you can see that on the Continent of Everlasting Night, the warriors of Everlasting Night and Dawn camp are approaching like two tides.

At the edge of the Iron Curtain, in an otherwise invisible small town, several Imperial forces were gathered at this moment, and for a time there were more fighters than the original inhabitants of the city. Buildings in the centre of the city are often expropriated, and the main city hall has become a headquarters. This small town is the chosen location for Zhang Boqian and Lin Xitang.

On the sand tray, which occupies a third of the room, the undulating hills, the winding rivers, the scattered colonies are faulty, subtle and neat. Carefully, the surface of heavy-duty models such as narrow, urban pools and bases also engraved the array of forces, emitting various colors of light, representing different forces and states of readiness.

A dark arc passes through the ethnically controlled area, and most of the heavy-duty models close to the dark side of the border are lit, which is a sign of the completion of the mobilization of the battle.

As the last Imperial Ministry envoy read his report, towns in the western region of Sanhe County on the sand pan lit up accordingly.

The envoy closed the folder in his hand with a thin sweat on his forehead and a straightened bowstring on his back. That's not because of his report. In fact, most people are just as nervous as he is in a battle room with stars all over his head and shoulders.

The source of the nervousness came from the man in black gold and a two-coloured king's suit in front of the floor window. Zhang Baoqian never said a word from the beginning, even his eyes were always on the outside of the window, but the intangible pressure was all over the field.

Lin Xitang, sitting at the head of the long table on the sand tray, raised his head from deep thought and said: “In that case, please keep an eye on the movement of the dark border. The meeting adjourned.”

Participants left the battle room with a sense of urgency. None of these generals from the Imperial Regiment and Expeditionary Force headquarters were killed from the dead mountain blood sea. When Zhang Boqian and Lin Xitang were present at the same time, they acted like rookies were facing instructors on the training field.

A lot of people dared to take a breath out the door, whispered in their hearts, and didn't know what the Imperial Army was thinking. This time, they assigned two opposing marshals to a battlefield long ago.

The room was soon empty. Lin Xitang stood up and walked to the other end of the sand tray. He reached out and picked up a mountain model and played with it. He looked at the large mountain area in front of him as if he was thinking about something.

Zhang Baoqian by the window turned around and swept his eyes towards the only major general who remained in the battle room, fading away: “Get out. ”

The Major General's imperial uniform was somewhat different from the others, and the golden rolling edge was not a simple line but a cloud diagram, which was the symbol of the Imperial Near Guard. With Zhang Baoqian's most repressive eyes, he did not shrink and still stood still.

If there is a storm in Zhang Baoqian's eyes, it will rise.

Lin Xitang's gentle voice broke the tense atmosphere, “Weisan, I have nothing else to do here, go rest first. ”

The Major General gave a military ceremony and withdrew without a word.

Zhang Baoqian's voice could not hear any emotion, “Your Majesty gave you the Thunder Rider as a guard, worried that I was not good for you? Or... spying on you? ”

When Lin Xitang came to the mainland at night, he was accompanied by only one battalion of Beifu Regiment to defend himself. General Lei Cai Guard of the Near Guard appeared here, apparently just arrived in recent days.

Lin Xitang frowned. “Brother Baoqian, please be cautious about this. ”

Zhang Baoqian walked to Lin Xitang's side and stood beside him on the sand plate. He slightly leaned over and swept the terrain in front of him. “Even though Yongnight is a level-I mobilization, the team entering the iron curtain does not have any special forces and powerful figures. Yongnight Parliament is not interested in Heavenly Ghost things? Or do they already know what's in the iron curtain? ”

According to the information currently available to the Empire, the Dark Camp has responded positively to the bloody battle, looking at the level of force that has been dropped, and the number of giants known to date to come to the Town of Everlasting Night Parliament, even less so than the last inexplicable Everlasting War. This is inconsistent with the tradition of the Dark Race, yet no more information can be obtained from the empire's side with more espionage.

"The Empire was meant to fight a bloody battle," said Lin Xitang. "The council didn't do much forever, so we could relax. ”

Zhang Baoqian pointed to the area in front of him, “The Red Scorpion seemed to have traveled to the mainland for a long time.” His fingers drew a circle, including the western part of Three Rivers County and the dark border across the street, "which seemed to be the position when the White Valve also had a squad over there. What's in there? ”

Lin Xitang was silent for a while, "That's the 7th department of the military, I don't know. ”

Zhang Baoqian did not ask. He only lifted his hand and brushed. The array of forces on the sand plate was uncertain for a while.

For the upper continent of the Empire at this moment, the reaction of the dark world is secondary, with the big characters staring at the country. The current situation is delicate, the current pattern of valves has been maintained for too long, and everyone wants to move. But when and how it moves is the key. The Valve family is the foundation of the nation. When has the reorganization not been a bloodshed in history?

However, the political situation is a matter for the big people to consider. For this moment, it is still true to earn your military strength one by one. After sending Zhao Yuxue to the floating boat of Zhao Valve, he briefly arranged the military affairs of the dark fire for a thousand nights, packed up, left Black River City and entered the wilderness.

Blood warfare has begun and, in general, cities with complete defenses, such as Black River City, will not be the target of large-scale attacks at the beginning of the war, so we intend to take advantage of this opportunity to hunt in the vicinity and to have first-hand intelligence on the battlefield.

His preferred target is naturally the territory of his old friend Count Spiderdemon. The last time Count Stuka was severely wounded by Cheung Night and Zhao Yuxue, it should not be fully recovered yet, while a third of his eastern territory was robbed by Cheung Night again, and the resources lost were considerable, which is when the energy was greatly damaged.

From either angle, the Earl of Spiderdemons is the best target. So fat, of course, cannot fall into the mouth of others.

A thousand nights west, soon to Silver Flow Gorge. The construction of the defensive works is also under way in the heat of the sky and the canyon channel has been barely controlled with several light artillery cannons erected on the high ground. He did not stop here much, crossing the canyon and entering Count Spiderdemon's territory again.

Thousands of nights bypass the werewolf colony, pointing directly to the deep northeastern direction, the Viscount Leader of the Black Nest. It was filled with another spider demon whose strength was already a first-class Viscount, said to be Stuka's brother.

Between the Black Nest and Silver Flow Gorge lies the Count of Stuka, which was not originally part of the recent Western expedition of the Thousand Nights, and because of its geographical affiliation, only resources cannot be seized unless the entire Count is swallowed up. But it's not the same in blood warfare, and the double reward from the Empire and Zhao Valve makes it very profitable to simply kill the Viscount.

Converge for a thousand nights and walk through the mountains without haste, always at your best to fight your enemies. Shortly after walking, there was a sudden wind in the forest, a huge beast rushed out of the forest and pounded into the night.

Of course, such an attack would not threaten him. On one side of his body for a thousand nights, he was allowed to make a frontal punch, and then the deep red tooth was inserted into the side of the leopard, and the blade did not enter the heart directly.

Bloody glow flashed through your hands at night, and thick and concentrated blood rolled into your body along the blade. In the blink of an eye, the leopard fell, and his dark fur lost its shine.

After killing the leopard easily, the night frowned. With his ability to converge and hide the traces now, in most cases, it is also difficult for the Count to detect the traces of the thousand nights. However, this fierce leopard, whose strength was no more than level 5, found him so far away, the diameter fluttered, which forced a thousand nights into his heart.

Under the influence of the iron curtain, in less than half a month, the leopard has not only grown in size, but the fur has darkened, and the sperm blood has multiplied several times, which is in no way normal. After a thousand nights of examining the leopard's body and finding signs of excessive growth in its organs, there was a mysterious suspicion that the leopard might have overdrained its vitality, which led to a surge in strength in the short term.

The next part of the road was not easy to follow. Just crossing a hill, there were seven or eight attacks in the thousands of nights, all of which were fierce beasts of grades 5 to 7 after the outrage. They attack wildly at night, dying.

Wesen, of course, did not pose a threat to the thousand nights. Instead, he contributed a lot of blood, and the total was close to catching up with a jazz. However, such attacks seriously hampered his pace of movement. Thousands of nights discovered that no matter how he concealed his tracks, it seemed to be useless in the eyes of these fierce beasts, whether lion tigers or mountain crocodiles, almost every kilometer from which he could be spotted, followed by a mad attack.

Murder beasts have no military merit. Thousands of nights really don't want to waste time on them, but somehow these beasts easily see through the camouflage of thousands of nights. In the end, he had no choice but to take the most clumsy but also the most direct way, which was to go straight and kill a way out.

The path chosen for the thousand nights was the mountainous area on the fringes of Count Stucker's territory, a very marginal area without even a dark ethnic settlement. It should have been a fairly smooth journey in the plan, but eventually stumbled and took two full days to get out of the mountains, during which time it killed nearly a hundred vicious beasts, big and small.

However, although there is no military merit, nothing is gained. Many precious materials are harvested on the beast at night, and more than a third grade Viscount is drawn in fine blood.

When I walked out of the mountains, I felt the sea sky at a thousand nights, I couldn't help but breathe a long breath, even the iron curtain over my head didn't feel so depressed.

At this point, a joyful sigh was also heard not far away, making the night fall apart. He turned around and saw that a blood teenager had just emerged from the forest, and that the broken clothes were still thin enough to reveal the original costly and gorgeous texture, with scars all over his skin, either claw marks or teeth marks.

Looks like the teenager, like thousands of nights, was devastated by the fierce beast in the forest. Relying on the release of blood gas, the original bloodline was able to evade all sorts of venomous venoms, and now appears to have lost its role.