Monarch of Evernight

Chapter One, Four, Five, Broken Army

Luther was stunned and somewhat frustrated. It's not the first time Song Zining has found out from a thousand army horses. At least that means that the Song Valve 7 in the city is stronger than him in soldiering.

And Luther knows exactly what Song Zining wants.

Upstairs, Song Zining seemed to sit casually, but his right hand consciously held the long gun next to him. Though decisive in killing soldiers, he was hesitant at the moment, because he was not quite sure of that, and if he failed, the consequences would be unthinkable.

At this moment, a beautiful little hand reached over Song Zining's back, and a young girl standing beside her softly said: “Young master, it is only reckless to take the head of the enemy among the hosts. Why take the risk that these people will not be your enemies for as long as they are stable and within a few years. ”

Song Zining slowed down: “You're right. But... I don't like it! ”

The girl laughed: "Can things in the world be as good as they want? After this battle, the Young Master will surely name the world and let the nasty little people repent. Isn't that enough? ”

Song Zining's breath grew long, his eyes became hidden, and his gun grip slowly loosened.

“Those little people... heh.” Song Zining laughed twice and remained silent. His eyes swept deep into the iron curtain and he condensed deeply. This is the fourteenth day of the siege, but there is still no news at all.

Luther was a little disappointed when he saw no movement in the city, but a little happy. These days, he knew that Song Zining would have moved like a thunderstorm. He had repeated plans to strike the army and obviously had to confront himself. From the perspective of Song Zining's use of soldiers, he was never a brave and fierce man, which means that he was at least 50-60% sure of killing himself. This perception made Luther uncomfortable.

At this time, the battle situation here has actually become a tiger rider. It turns out that Luther's information before the war was completely inaccurate. This Song Valve, the seven less soldiers, is old and hot. Where is it that he can't learn anything? But the whole thing has been launched, and it is impossible to withdraw, and Luther is looking for those who provide information to settle the accounts, and he has to wait after the war, only to be very discreet in his decisions.

Just as Luther's heart twisted, suddenly a chill entered from the top door, straight to the bottom of his heart, instantly the whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cave! A mori chill killer has locked him firmly!

Luther looked back horrified and saw a figure coming straight from behind his own formation, fast as a ghost. The warriors in the past were unresponsive. Several officers occasionally realized something was wrong, but couldn't catch up.

Looking at what this person means, you want to break the Chinese army alone!

Luther's heart suddenly burst into shock and he had no idea how the man had found himself. Song Zining should have found his whereabouts from the spider tracks dispatched by the army, but Luther did not believe that he could meet two servicemen at once in this small part of Black River City, such as the generations of God.

On the other hand, although 78 out of 10 Lutherans are attacking the city, there is no emptiness in the Chinese army, there are hundreds of people to defend, more than a thousand cannons, and Luther himself is the first Viscount. This place is under the iron curtain. Count and above can't even do it. How dare this man go straight to the army and die fast enough?

After a long time of leadership, Luther calmed down, pointing away at the night, drinking: “Get around and kill him! ”

By a single order, the army moved with a voice. The cannonball squad turned up and the elite squad slanted out of both wings, surrounding the back road. Luther's bodyguard was also halfway there, divided into three teams, moving quickly in the army, ready to strike a deadly blow to the crowd.

By order of Luther, the Dark Race Army was mobilized in a hierarchical, organized and, at best, first-class elite division, which saw the power of the Viscount of Demons. It's just that Luther's deputy is a little confused. He's obviously only got one, and why the general is on the brink of a big enemy. This move is entirely to deal with the size of a whole commando team.

Halfway through the night, bullets have poured like a storm. He lay low, lifted his shield, and rushed against the rain of bullets. Large sparks splashed on the heavy shield, and the shrapnel collapsed with scraps of alloy on the shield surface, yet the speed of the thousand nights did not slow down in the slightest.

Hundreds of meters passed in a flash, a thousand nights had already hit Luther's Chinese army.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. A thousand nights later, the broken heavy shield was thrown out, the large piece of metal left, and suddenly a sharp whistle broke out, passing through the flesh and flesh, flying straight out of the army formation for dozens of meters before trying to reach the ground. Even two blood knights tried to wield their swords and were ejected.

In the army formation of the Dark Race, there was a sudden and terrible scar.

The next thousand nights Dongyue was in his hand, waving his sword and chopping, and more than ten cannons in front of him were divided into two segments. Then he chopped again, and the sword breeze passed, ten meters in front of him, and suddenly a passage of corpses appeared all over the place.

Step forward a thousand nights, one step over ten meters, and hit the ashes again. Dongyue has been transformed into a serpent, big open, weather, every time a sword falls, there will be countless blood rays.

Thousands of nights are like a sharp wedge. Ren Luther's armies are thicker and thicker, and he goes all the way in.

In the blink of an eye, the cannon ash squad was about to be punched through. Luther's face was already iron blue and his hand rested on the handle of the sword, but he was still alive. He raised his right hand, shook his fist in the air, and then pointed at it for a thousand nights.

This is an order from a regular army raid.

The regular army, which had followed the ashes of the cannons, also began to attack the thousand nights. Under the pressure surge, a thousand nights and a long wave, Dongyue sword momentarily more powerful, more than half the power, each sword strike out, the weather is severe, there is a tsunami landslide.

Seeing that regular fighters were slaughtered in pieces, Luther was shocked and heartbroken. If he couldn't help pulling his sword, he would still be alive and well. Thousands of nights, this method of warfare is addictive, but it consumes horrible things, and it will drain the force in no time.

Seeing the swordsmanship and power of a thousand nights, Luther was also secretly surprised and unwilling to stand in his way at the height of the other. He always thought he was a brilliant commander, not a double-strongman, using his men to deplete the enemy's power, and then he went up to end each other's lives, which is the point of fame.

On the city floor, Song Zining stood up with surprises in his eyes. However, the surprise was immediately replaced by a strong fear. Song Zining did not speak, raised the spear gun, whistled, flew from the city building and turned into a silver flash, towards Luther Chinese army to kill!

“Young master!” The girl couldn't stop herself, stomped her feet, pulled out a pair of short swords, and jumped off the city building, chasing Song Zining.

Song Hu was shocked upstairs and turned his head and shouted: "Fortress guns ready, bombing positions three and seven! Reserve team ready, down the wall! All city defense weapons, cover the master! ”

Song Zining flew out dozens of meters in the air, then landed and fell under heavy siege. He had a long gun in his hand, the wind shook, and a golden iron horse came, dozens of flames dotted with jumping silver flashes, flying in all directions. When the wheat waves rolled around and the blood was shining, no one could stand.

Major Song Valve Qi, carrying a firewood and silver flower, looked at all the armies as nothing, and turned to Luther's Chinese army to kill him.

Behind Song Zining, a petite figure moved immensely, jumping around, every time a punch, several opponents must fall.

With such a loud noise, Luther was naturally struck, looking back, suddenly crying bitterness. This seven-year-old young man will not be late, but will kill him at this deadly time. He will have to play a solo rider. But then again, if you can't even grasp this opportunity, how can Song Zining block him for so many days with a much weaker army?

Though Song Zining's side is as strong as a rainbow, after Luther weighed and weighed, his fingers were still raised for a thousand nights. His bodyguards finally launched an attack and the pressure soared at night.

A thump, like the sound of a dull drum of war echoing in the field, even Luther's whole body of blood was caused by the tide. When his face changed dramatically, he heard a second drum.

Luther finds it appalling that it sounds like a blood nucleus pulsating. It's just that in the past, even on some high blood counts, it's rare to see.

Who is this guy across the street?!

All of a sudden there was a layer of blood all around him, and he passed away. It was between these moments that unspeakable cold, killing and loneliness surrounded the land.

This is the dominion who looks down on the majesty of all beings, and the Lord's indifference to all beings. Whether it's blood, werewolves, spider demons, or even Luther himself, there's an instant trance. Bloodlines are the most severely affected, and where this breath has passed, all bloodlines have fought chestnuts and some have even landed directly.

After a thousand nights of blood, Dongyue rose and several Luther's personal guards were slaughtered, leaving no room for resistance. When the Dark Warriors reacted, the night's blood resurfaced, stopping the enemy from moving within 10 meters of each other.

“Blood pressure?” Luther was stunned.

This surprised him more than a thousand nights when the Count or even the Marquis broke out and slaughtered the whole place. Luther's bloodline, even among the demons, has a long heritage, and even he has been affected, which should be a few names in the bloodline.

Luther began to wonder, "Who are you? ”

Thousands of nights only looked up at him, full of war and killing machines, and had no intention of answering. At this moment, several more close guards were slashed under the sword by Dongyue.

Luther's eyebrow-hearted vertical eyes finally opened, yet he thought he was hallucinating, driving the bloody sword was Dawn Force?! But what is the thick, dark, golden blood on the other side?

At a time when Luther was in a state of uncertainty, a thousand nights had broken through most of the Chinese army, not far from where he stood. Elite fighters were injured more than half of the time, and the SS also died a third of the time. While the ashes were worthless, the death of these elite fighters and protégés was a real loss that caused Luther tremendous heartache.

Heartache returns to heartache. The sight of the thousand nights consumes most of the blood and the force. Luther bites his teeth and orders the last dozen guards around him to rush up, be sure to kill the thousand nights on the spot!

Whether the opponent is a mystery or a real superior bloodline, even if Luther's strength is over the thousand nights, he is not willing to engage. When the thousands of nights break through these defensive blockades, Luther will be able to wait and take a fatal blow to the thousand nights.

Watching Luther surround himself like a pack of wolves, his eyes flashed with killing, his pupils filled with dark golden blood, hundreds of blood lines instantly ejected around him, holes penetrated all enemies within more than ten meters!

The surrounding space was empty, Luther was ahead, and there was no more obstruction between the two, while the near-depleted blood-gas force slowly diminished at the end of the thousand nights climbed, recovering more than half the time.

Live plunder!

Only on the battlefield can the horror of this gifted ability be truly demonstrated.