Monarch of Evernight

Thousands of nights also felt their hearts, and the two fell silent for a moment.

The vast landing fleet was flying in the void, and there were several more attacks on the journey ahead, but all of them were small fleets, less powerful than the first Spider-Man fleet, which was eventually defeated by the convoy without risk. It was the Third Fleet of the Empire that never appeared, as if lost in the depths of the void.

In successive attacks, more than a dozen carriers were lost to the landing fleet and thousands more were sleeping in cold voids. Nevertheless, the loss on the side of the Everlasting Night was no greater than that of the Empire, so by the last day there had been no more attacks on the fleet.

The journey seemed extraordinarily long, and the void finally appeared at the end of sight after a thousand nights of high-speed frigates had been refuelled.

Looking out from the bridge at this moment, the void landing is just a nail-sized light spot, but in fact, it's a massive continental block enough to build seven provinces. Although a void landing has been seen, the entire landing fleet took half a day to approach the landing.

In the dark, distant void, you can always see the ignition. After listening to Zhao Yuxue's explanation, it was only a thousand nights before he knew that it was the Imperial Fleet and the joint fleet of the Yongnight Parliament were killing each other. Each point of the sudden bright light meant that a battleship was burning in explosion. From this distance, only the explosion of a large warship can be seen, the light of small and medium-sized warship explosions, such as frigates, and only those with the most spectacular eyes can be seen at a thousand nights.

Even so, in a short period of time, more than a dozen lights were seen at night, and the battle of the distant fleet appeared to be particularly harsh.

At this time, the Empire guided the ship to send an order with a light signal. When the frigate came aboard, it made a big alarm call, and the captain shouted with a unique, loud voice: "Everybody back in position! We're going through the war zone. Forced landing! ”

The frigate immediately boiled and all the crew still resting jumped to their posts. Zhao Yuxue walked to the console and stood next to the captain, looking to the distant void. Thousands of nights left the bridge and went to the deck turret, where he was better suited.

The formations of the vast Imperial Landing Fleet, which had been barely maintained, split apart in an instant, like a pack of astonished birds, floating towards the void. At this point, almost all carriers have reached their highest speeds, and the difference in performance is evident: almost all the carriers in the front are able to keep up with the speed of the warships, while those that fall behind are not much different from the heavy cargo spacecraft. In fact, they are slightly modified cargo spacecraft.

The observation window of the turret has been simply repaired, although there are still cracks on it. Through the windows, you can see many battleships in the distance on the side of the night, like sharks smelling blood, flying by.

Behind the sharks are many imperial battleships that are not in a hurry to intercept the sharks, but swim around and occasionally crash into bites. In a short period of time, three long-night buoys were destroyed and burned, but most of the attackers fell on the Imperial Landing Fleet.

The Imperial Landing Fleet has suddenly become more chaotic, with captains of many carriers cursing the Imperial Fleet loudly while desperately manipulating the floats to avoid the bloodthirsty sharks. Some carriers are releasing large groups of steam in despair, trying in vain to hide their whereabouts. But the void is different from the interior of the continent. The surrounding area is very empty. What effect can a bunch of steam have?

However, Zhao Yuxue was obviously not the kind of person willing to watch the bustle. The frigate, in a light circle, targeted a blood warship and rushed straight to it. The head of the blood warship was elegant, half the size of the Zhao Valve frigate, obviously the destroyer class, but Zhao Yuxue greeted him with disregard. On the one hand, she taught the fleet to be cautious at night, but in action, she was crazier than anyone else.

Thousands of metres apart, two turrets at the head of the blood destroyer burst simultaneously, two crossbows much larger than the main cannon of the escort fired, and one left to the right hidden constraint the escort's evasion.

This hand alone proves that the operator of the other destroyer is not easy. And the blood destroyer is still accelerating, and if it gets close to a certain distance, the frigate is in a bad position in the face of opponents who have significant advantages in melee fire and armor defense.

Even blood destroyers can engage in a docking battle, as it is clear that destroyers have a greater advantage when it comes to the rank of onboard warriors and captains.

However, Zhao Valve's frigate is the exception. There are two people, Qiannight and Zhao Yuxue. Even cruisers and even battleships opposite each other are difficult to dominate in the docking battle.

Under the command of Zhao Yuxue, the frigate fled the opponent's round of fire, but unconsciously the distance between the two sides was getting closer. While the blood warships clearly accelerated their approach, they no longer carried out powerful artillery bombardments, obviously to catch up.

Thousands of times at night, the destroyer was targeted, but Zhao Yuxue's thoughts had to be ignored. These attacks will not put the opponent to death, but may provoke the ferocity of the bloodline and no longer attempt to capture the frigate.

After a chase, the frigate seemed unable to escape and was locked by an anchor gun fired by a blood warship, after which more anchor guns were thrown in, several cables collapsed straight, and the frigate was pulled close by force, eventually close to the blood warship.

At the dock, a sword blade burst through the frigate's hatch, then the sword circled along the door and unloaded the entire hatch. With a blast, the heavy hatch doors flew inward and fell heavily on the ground.

At the door of the hatch, an elderly man of proud blood appeared, whose collar was decorated to reveal his identity as a Viscount. Behind this Viscount, following dozens of heavily armored blood fighters, everyone held a heavy shield axe, like a steel fortress in a narrow space.

The Viscount of Blood boarded the frigate with pride and smiled: "Drop your weapons and surrender immediately, or I will let you live as slaves in my castle..."

Before he finished, he suddenly opened his eyes!

At the front passage, Zhao Yuxue walked out gently, flattened the mountain and pointed the gun at his chest. At this moment, the rays of cannon fire gathered at the mouth of the mountain, leaving his blood nucleus in the chestnuts!

Zhao Yuxue seemed to move uncomfortably, but the blood Viscount couldn't react. He watched the opening flash, and a shell with a death breath came out of the chamber. The Viscount of Blood tried to escape, but his feet seemed to have fallen into the swamp, so he pulled one foot out of the mud. Before it had landed, the shell had reached him.

In the roar, there was a huge hole in the frigate's ship, and there was huge damage to the blood destroyer's ship.

Zhao Yuxue did not leave his hand, another breath fired several cannons, which was the only way to stop.

When the violent force storm dispersed, almost all the junctions of frigates and bloodline warships were bombarded, and the damage to the bloodline destroyers was even more alarming, as if it had been fired upon by cruiser guns.

In the rubble of the ground, the original blood Viscount's upper half flew without wings, surrounded by corpses lying face to face. These bloodline assault fighters can't resist the power of mountain opening, especially when shells explode in small spaces.

Inside the Blood Warship, the captain is sitting in a chair with a glass of wine in his hand, looking at the battlefield on the other side. The ongoing docking battle was nothing more than a negligible little thing in his eyes. A frigate in the sector, based on past experience, is mostly a Class IX captain, and the top heaven is a Class X general. He sent his own deputy, a third-class Viscount with a long history and an entire sixty high-ranking fighters dedicated to fighting on board, how could he not win?

When the explosion took place, it was totally unexpected by the captain. It swayed down violently and the wine in the glass spilled out, soiling the handcrafted captain's uniform.

“Damn it!” He cursed angrily, stood up and wanted to see what had happened.

As he quickly walked to the port window, he almost fainted when he saw the huge damage on the ship's body. And then he woke up and he yelled, “What the hell is that scum doing?! ”

This level of damage, let alone fighting, is lucky to be able to return safely to Twilight. The captain's dream of capturing an Imperial Battleship and harvesting the riches of merit was dashed.

“This... what the hell is going on?” Blood captains tremble indiscriminately, not noticing that all the wine in their hands spills on them.

At this point, behind him suddenly came the voice of a thousand nights: "It's simple, because he messed with people who shouldn't have messed with him. ”

“What man!” the blood captain turned like a wind and saw the bridge window blow up in front of him. A slender figure walked into the bridge as if walking in vain.

When the golden glass fell on the floor, the blood captain could barely contain the tremor of his own hands. It was a chestnut from deep into the nucleus, and for a moment, the blood captain seemed to feel like he saw a prince.

Standing quietly in front of the captain for a thousand nights, he stood beside him, seven or eight blood crew members upside down, and even the captain could not find out how his men had fallen.

Looking at the captain at night, his eyes grew deeper and deeper, like the abyss where the bottom was not seen. In his eyes, the blood gas circulation of the blood group in front of him was almost entirely indisputable, with few secrets.

“A Second Viscount...” After the bloody battle, Thousand Nights felt he hadn't seriously faced a Second Viscount in a long time.

“You should add Your Excellency and call me Your Excellency Forrest. ”

“This Mr. Forrest, a second-class Viscount of the District, cannot yet be called Your Excellency. At least in front of me, not enough. ”

Forrest was furious: "You are provoking the dignity of an ancient clan! ”

“Ancient clan? Unfortunately, it is not the twelve ancient clans. ”

Choking, Forrest drew out his sword and sighed and drank: "I'm going to wash your blood from your rudeness! ”

“Blood...” Thousand nights looking at Forrest, the look in his eyes was a bit strange, Forrest could not say what it meant, as if there was emotion, sadness, and mercy.