Monarch of Evernight

Thousands of nights have also seen many military fights, factional fights, now decided to go to the battlefield with no change, watch the battle in the field, without a word.

The two fighters soon separated their wins and losses. One of them suddenly resorted to secret methods, and their speed strength increased dramatically. They immediately gained an overwhelming advantage, knocking their opponents to the ground. But his bravery lasted only a minute, and he became infinitely weak.

The warriors who watched were noisy, angry, joyful, paying each other bills, willing to gamble and lose. In the blink of an eye, two more people rubbed their hands, intending to end up.

Seeing this place, the thousand nights finally spoke: “Stop for a moment, all the forward battalions, gather in line at the playground! ”

Thousands of nights were quiet, but they spread throughout the camp and even made it clear to the people in the camp. This strength is not so small, but almost everyone's face changed slightly at a time, and they looked at the thousand nights with a more uncaring cold eye and asked, "Who are you? ”

Thousand Nights swept through the front camp warriors, grinning: “I am the new front camp leader, Thousand Nights. Why, does no one here know me? None? ”

Where his eyes had passed, some familiar people had subconsciously shifted their gaze and dared not look at the thousand nights. Since the thousands of nights have impressions on them, they should be veterans who have participated in blood warfare. They can pretend to be confused when they do not ask. Now they can put questions on the table openly and pretend not to know each other, but a few explanations can pass.

In the cold field, the playground was silent, no one answered, and no one proactively assembled.

Thousands of nights didn't seem anxious, even lit a cigarette, smoked silently, if thoughtful.

The more silent he was, however, the more nervous the crowd became. The Zhao Valve warriors from the mainland heard only rumors, but the veterans who came down in the blood battle really knew that this was a total god killing. However, the situation is Zhao family chores, for Zhao's son and son and generations of subordinates, the thousand nights are the outsiders.

At this moment, you list your possible opponents in the Zhao Valve in the heart of the thousand nights. Until now, only Zhao Fenglei has apparently been guilty, perhaps adding some members of the Yan Nation's public system.

However, the enemies in the dark are not necessarily. Only Zhao Weihuang climbed to the throne with his sidekick. Now Zhao Jundu sweeps everything, enough to make countless enemies to Seung Gong. Thousand Nights is now counted under this name, and there is no such identity as Zhao Junhong. It is all the more natural to be excluded.

Besides, the valves of the high gate have never been overwhelmed. Perhaps the thousand nights have not offended anyone, but before, Zhao Jundu took a spot from the capital for no reason, he unintentionally blocked the path of many people. In the valves, this reason alone is enough to constitute a great deal of hatred.

Suddenly a little bored at night, he had no interest in a power struggle, demanding access to a forward camp only to earn more military service, while also trying to minimize the casualties of these Zhao Valve fighters in the most dangerous positions on the battlefield. The current war is imminent, but there are still people at this juncture arguing for power, which makes the thousand nights abhorrent.

There has always been a simple and naive idea in the heart of the thousand nights. He wants to get an amnesty for the Empire's multiplicity of armies as soon as possible. Then, when the identity of the Hitomi bloodline is revealed one day, even if he can no longer stay in the empire's borders, he can leave safely.

Smoke in the eye burned to the end and no one responded for a thousand nights. Bouncing the cigarette butt to the ground at night, stomping it off with his feet, the cold tunnel said: “For the last time I ask, is there no one here from a forward battalion? ”

This is tantamount to tearing all faces apart, which is no longer a pattern that ordinary warriors can handle.

The aggressive man across the battlefield finally said: "Thousand Nights, the brothers of the original forward battalion have applied to join my second battalion, so nobody answered, it's normal. ”

The gaze of the thousand nights finally fell on him, and he looked up and down carefully and said, "Who are you? ”

The great man said: "Zhao Guanwei, has been battling the mainland front in the past, has fought many wars with the rebels and the Dark Race, has also seen some Count Marquis or something, fortunately left a life. Blood warfare or something, but not much time to participate, after all, is a battlefield for young people to practice. It was not until now that the Empire was mobilized that we had the opportunity to come and see each other forever. ”

Zhao Guanwei was polite on the face of it, but actually it was equivalent to talking about blood warfare because there was hierarchical suppression, so it was just a children's game, not really fighting.

Thousand nights his face sank and looked cold at Zhao Guanwei and decided not to leave him half the face.

From the beginning to the end of the bloody battle, several times a thousand nights have passed through life and death, the brothers and sisters of the nearby warriors have fallen in pieces, Zhao Valve soldiers have also died and suffered serious injuries. This war, starring the younger generations of the two camps, perfectly fits the title of a bloody battle, and is as fierce as it has ever been on an imperial frontline battlefield.

How can these many long sleepers be so insulted by Zhao Guanwei?

Thousand nights took a long breath, reaching out to Zhao Guanwei and pointing a finger at him, "The army is all about fighting and killing enemies. Everything depends on what you can say under your hands. Come on, you and I will fight here once, and whoever loses, get out of the Forward Camp. I'd like to see how dare you stand in my way! ”

Zhao Guanwei was immediately stunned. I didn't expect the thousand nights to be so straightforward. But after listening to the words of the thousand nights, he suddenly burst into anger and laughed: “Well, since I will not be eligible for this level 11 battle, let me see what you can do about this level 10 battle! ”

As he walked forward, he stood ten meters outside in front of the thousand nights, moving his hands. “I didn't take advantage of you, so I taught you a lesson with these two fists. You got any dick, use it! ”

Zhao Guanwei lifted his sleeve and revealed his next pair of alloy arms. The armrest is very thick and protrudes several sharp prisms, which can be used as a weapon and as an arm shield. Obviously, most of his skill lies in this armrest, and he is on the path of a melee fight.

Thousand nights lazy to argue with him who took more advantage, Dongyue held hands and did not go out of sheath, one step in front of Zhao Guanwei.

Thousand Night Hand Middle East Yue Lian Sheath is plugged into the ground in front of Zhao Guanwei. With this simple and ultimate action, the whole playground suddenly sounds like a thunderous sea wave whistle!

Under the power of the sea repression, the many forward battalion fighters who were slightly closer to each other suddenly swept away and fell into pieces. Only a few of them were fierce enough to barely stand. After looking back, they immediately looked back in a bleak way.

Zhao Guanwei's face was already red, and his whole bone knock sounded. He seemed to be able to barely stand, and he had no power to fight back. The warriors in the forward camp were only subjected to the aftermath of the forces of the sea, and more than half of the repression was concentrated on Zhao Guanwei, and the pressure he was under was conceivable.

Thousand Nights has nothing to do with this memory. It was no surprise that Zhao Guanwei was able to withstand it. Then he stretched his hand and Dongyue fell like Tianzhu, obliquely pressing Zhao Guanwei.

When Dongyue moved, there was a hidden thunder in the air. In the thoughts of the thousand nights, there is a void force directly over Dongyue, and the power of this pressure instantly increases greatly.

Zhao Guanwei's face changed dramatically, his arms crossed, and he spelled death to hold Dongyue. However, the castration in Dongyue was only slightly slower and remained unstoppable. Zhao Guanwei drank violently three times. Every time he broke his drink, there was a tide on his face, but he couldn't stop Dongyue at all. His knees were crisp and he finally couldn't support it, pounding heavily on his knees and his arms softly on either side of his body, which made him feel weaker.

In this seemingly simple pressure, Thousand Nights has actually operated some of the initial sporting void force techniques inherited from the celestial ghost body remains and ancient essence, thus greatly increasing the power, not only pressing Zhao Guanwei on his knees, but also directly knocking down his protective force.

Thousand nights, Dongyue stopped halfway, then the blade popped a little, the blade just rested on Zhao Guanwei's neck side. Zhao Guanwei landed just a little bit.

“What do you think?” he asked lightly.

Zhao Guanwei's face was so pale, how could he not have thought that he would defeat so fast, so miserable? He moved his mouth a few times before biting his teeth and saying, “I... lost! ”

“Good!” put Dongyue away for a thousand nights. "Now that you've lost, pack your things and get the hell out of here. As for where you're going in the future, go tell Grandpa yourself, it's not my business. ”

Zhao Guanwei struggled to get up and finally couldn't help but spit blood and stare at Thousand Nights with hatred. “Okay, you can do it, let's see! ”

He shouted to the surrounding forward camp warriors: "Will you come with me, Zhao Guanwei's brother, let's go! There are plenty of places to stay in the other camps! ”

Thousand nights the face remained the same, waiting for Zhao Guanwei to shout out, Dongyue only detected lightning, gently in his abdomen, then slowly retracted.

Dongyue flies like electricity, but when retracted it is like a mountain. Seems gentle, Zhao Guanwei covered his hands on his abdomen, his expression stagnated, slowly kneeling again, curled into a clump, this time can not even call out.

“Want a mutiny? I don't want to die fast enough!” Thousands of nights grinned and swept up the front front of all the forward camp warriors. A few people had followed Zhao Guanwei's arm when he had just whispered. At this moment, they were swept up by thousands of nights, all white in their faces.

“For the first time, I knew that Zhao Wanzhi's army was so casual that the troops who divided the battalion could assemble themselves without military orders.” At the end of the day, those people looked a little whiter.

Zhao Wanzhi's army is very strict, the military order is like a mountain, Zhao Guanwei has countless kung fu, and rely on another war to provoke thousands of nights under the guise of all-encompassing collaboration. They do not have this background. If the thousand nights continue to seize, they will not even be able to save their lives.

When the gaze of the night shifted away from these people, they were already sweating, as if they had just escaped from the death line. “Without my command, whoever dares to step out of the forward battalion and convict the deserters in time of war will be killed! ”

The whole scene was silent, even the rank of general lowered his head.

If Thousand Nights and Zhao Guanwei stood up for battle, their hands were merciless, and force was displayed, then the following two short sentences showed that he did not know anything about the ruling army. Unordered desertion in time of war is not only a felony, but can even harm the family of a private national army.