Monarch of Evernight

Even if nothing was perceived, the thousand nights did not hesitate, pulled out several grenades, threw them hard, and the grenades blasted hundreds of meters like lightning bolts into the smoke.

A shout came out of the smoke and a figure appeared, trying to escape. But he finally took a step, and the landing point of the several grenades in the thousands of nights was quite sensible, locking around for dozens of meters, the second explosion, the force shock wave superimposed and echoed, suddenly rolling the figure in.

Only one scream was heard, and the figure burst out in flames. But he just took two steps, and suddenly the motion stagnated, and a force bullet broke into the air, lifting his head half way.

A thousand nights of blowing and still spreading hot gunshots, walking towards the body.

This is an exorcism, and the remaining half of his face is clotted with extremely shocking and painful expressions, apparently still not convinced that he will actually be discovered.

The Demon is not strong, he is just a baron, and not even a battlefield at this camp level counts as a battlefield. However, his several kinds of alien energy are extremely insidious, combined with powerful grenades, exerting far more lethal power than their own strength.

Had it not been for the dark race's unusual blood and its own rank of strength, he would have been killed and wounded more than imagined if he had been assigned several super powerful grenades containing black titanium.

In the thousands of nights, despite the search and examination of the bodies, the bloody Mandolo series of bombardments killed the enemies threatened within hundreds of meters of each other. A short gun with a limited range was shot at the range of the assault rifle at night. When many of the dark races died, it was not known where the bullets had come from.

Killed by the thousands of nights were the enemy's strongholds and middle-level officers throughout the perpetual night army. As soon as these people die, the team they lead starts to chaos. And that's when the heavy showers will cover and harvest rows of junior fighters and cannon ash. Individuals with a strong body will be killed by the Forward Battalion Warrior's Holly Blade Battle Axe.

Shortly afterwards, the situation in the positions responsible for the thousands of nights was completely reversed, and the dark ethnic fighters in the region were completely crushed and fled in large numbers.

With swords raised all night, there are no enemies everywhere. He was relieved and suddenly felt something strange on his shoulder. He reached out and grabbed two warheads. If you look down again, you won't know when you've been shot several times. A small half of them were blocked by armor and force defenses, while several others penetrated the past, leaving deep, shallow wounds on their bodies over the course of a thousand nights.

These were just minor skin injuries, not to be expected at night, injecting themselves with a dose of stimulant and rushing into an adjacent battlefield, killing the dark forces there. Just as the thousand-night contemplates whether or not to go backwards into the Dark Race Army, there is another sharp whistle in the air.

With his extraordinary vision, he saw more than a dozen black dots approaching quickly at height, heavy artillery shells!

However, the shells flew from behind the Imperial Army and landed in front of the Front, entering the midline of the Eternal Night Army.

This is the heavy artillery of the Empire! Now that the Empire's heavily armed forces have arrived, the elite rangers must have bypassed both wings.

The spirit of the Thousand Nights could not help but thrill, and the warriors on the side of the Empire, who had been in bloody battle for many years, gained morale and even began to cheer with their arms. And the Dark Squad, which has been washed over and over several times by a thousand nights, is clearly in a state of awe and chaos.

Grab this flowering fighter at night, raise your sword and shout, "Follow me!” Then he turned around and crashed into the Dark Warrior Battalion. With the power of the sea, accompanied by an annihilation, there is suddenly an additional blank space ahead.

The Forward Battalion is a brave generation. The power of a thousand nights' once-invasion is so powerful. Many people are now stirred up in blood, shouting to follow the thousand nights into the Dark Army formation. Short-term soldiers are connected, and some of the force guns that need to be recharged are not addictive enough, and many drop assault rifles and pull out their knives.

Zhao Valve's private forces had their own battlefield during the blade battle. After hundreds of meters were killed at night, they got used to their rhythm. No longer had to worry about the sides and behind them, they just buried their heads to fight forward. As a result, the forward battalion was overwhelmed with waves, stretching across the Dark Army, spilling blood everywhere, killing and wounding the Dark Race.

But a moment of kung fu led the armies to the point where they could not see the Imperial Warriors at all. He looked down and saw that he had gone deeper into enemy formation, and a little further forward he could kill through enemy formation. Once they entered the blank zone, however, they were bound to be bombarded by heavy artillery in the perpetual night battalion, then turned around and killed again, leading forward camp fighters to highlight the siege and return to the Imperial Front.

This entry and exit, such as into desertion, the formation of a dark ethnic army in front of thousands of nights was completely dispersed and chaotic, and the imperial defence line was suddenly under pressure.

Suddenly there was a whistle in the air, as many as dozens of heavy artillery were involved on the imperial side. At this moment, there was another flame falling in the sky, when the Empire's floating warships arrived. The buoyancy ships killed their opponents and came to support the operations of the ground forces.

Having been hit by multiple fires, the frontal imperial defence line has been consolidated, the horn of retreat has finally been sounded in the eternal night battalion, and the frontal forces have withdrawn in a lurch. On the way, they have been repeatedly attacked by imperial heavy artillery and buoyant warships. Although the strong are fine, the low-ranking fighters and ashes have suffered heavy losses. The cannon ashes were almost completely overrun.

Halfway through the night, more than 100,000 troops fought while the Imperial Army stood still. The Imperial Forward Force, Zhao Valve Private Army, where the thousand nights are situated, and other private forces of the valves of the world add up to more than 50,000 people. On the plains of Ma Pingchuan, there is no proof of danger, but it died to withstand the attack of the Dark Army until the subsequent army of the Empire was fully deployed.

If this battle is lost, the perpetual night battalion on the dark side of the race will fall. After all, the majestic fortress erected in a short period of time is not a special military fortress. It appears to be a mammoth fortress. In fact, various defenses are not in place. When the Imperial Army is ready, it can invade the Everlasting Battalion and seize control of the Beast's sleep.

Hearing the military calumny retreating in the everlasting night, the thousand nights did not chase blindly, but looked back. The soldiers in the forward battalion did not suffer a great deal of casualties, and everyone had a high morale, but they were wounded individually, and the force consumed seven, seven, eight, eight.

From the moment we arrived on the battlefield, the battle at the forward battalion had not stopped, not only destroying the enemies in its own defensive area, but also taking out a number of enemies from adjacent theatres. Kung Fu can be called Pu Bing.

Thousand Nights hands lifted up, stopped a few of the stunning blues they wanted to chase, looked in the direction of the eternal night camp, and ordered: "Everyone return to the defensive line, stay on guard, do not leave without my command. ”

The warriors of the forward battalion immediately approached the Imperial Pioneer Force to find their own battle positions, construct the work in place and guard the area.

The task of the Thousand Nights and Imperial Pioneer Force is to arrive early on the battlefield and establish a line of defense to allow space for the successor armies. Now that they have completed their mission in excess, if they are to rush forward, there is a risk that the casualties in the forward camps will climb dramatically.

A thousand nights pressed a bit of a dry mood and patience stood on the defensive line. Though he yearns for military merit, he also has a good view of the situation, knowing that this line of defense is related to the security of the Imperial Successor Army and cannot be lost. In this battle of hundreds of thousands of people by both sides, more or fewer killings by individuals have had little impact in the war.

Upon the arrival of the Imperial Army and the arrival of heavy artillery of all types of tanks, the engineering units arrived at the end of the day and immediately began to construct temporary camps.

However, the camp had just built a prototype, and Zhang Boqian's voice suddenly rang the battlefield, echoing over the entire Imperial Army: “What camp? Attack now! ”

Several generals in charge of temporarily ruling the army of the Empire were all at once, but this was ordered by Zhang Baoqian himself, naturally dared not to disobey his orders, immediately dispatched troops, the horn of the order fluctuated, and the hierarchy of the military was broken down, like snowflakes, into the troops of all roads.

In the Imperial Chinese Army, Song Zining is in a group of warriors, and does not look very eye-catching. General stamps are everywhere in the staff headquarters, and the rank of a Major General is nothing.

However, his authority was not insignificant, with a sand plate marked with the numbers of the troops. At this moment, a staff officer handed over the military order just written to Song Zining, who opened his eyes and thought a little, adjusted the positions of the units' numbers on the sand plate accordingly.

The adjacent assistants immediately took note of Song Zining's transfer, converted it into a corresponding military order, handed it over to a special subpoena and sent it out.

Once several generals have identified the target of the attack and the troops taking over the task, the corresponding orders will be sent to Song Zining and others, who will continue to split the task and determine the sequence and operational details of each unit.

At the same time, there are five bucks in the staff headquarters, which means that Song Zining is in charge of the specific redeployment of nearly one fifth of the troops at the moment. While the operational direction and objectives of these forces have been set, there are still a number of articles in the process of achieving them.

At this moment, Song Zining seemed to move a few times randomly. The troops of the Thousand Nights Commander were switched from the front to the second echelon. After breaking the perimeter defensive line of the Yongnight camp, it was their turn to fight.

First come, first served, although there may be less military power on the surface, Zhao Valve fighters will get valuable breathing opportunities and some strength can be restored. The Vitality Army will show up on the battlefield and, with luck, will be able to finish the final blow.

This adjustment is only a detail, and there has been a raid at the Forward Camp of the Thousand Nights, and the second wave of strikes was ordered backwards, and indeed crowned. Everyone in the entire staff was so busy that no one noticed the small details.

Seeing the military order sent out, Song Zining's mouth revealed an obscure smile, his eyes fell on several numbers of the Nangong family, then he reached out and pushed them, moved their position, and placed them in the void of an attack front.

The adjacent assistants continued to write down these changes, brush a few pens, and draw up a military order to impress Song Zining. Song Zining nodded and confirmed, as usual, so the military order sent him out.