Monarch of Evernight

If you look closely, the results of the thousand nights are actually not as brilliant as they seem. Most of the cannon ashes that he shot down are of little value. There are only a few casualties to the official Dark Race fighters. As for the senior fighters, even if they are hit at this distance, there is nothing in the way.

Nevertheless, the shooting continued at night, and most of the targets were cannon ash. The multiple machine guns in his hand were constantly swinging slightly, and with these swings, almost every bullet had its own flight trajectory, aiming at a characteristic target.

This is a divine projectile, and it's only used against cannon ash?

But a few warriors who were really old enough to live on the sand suddenly realized. The ashes themselves are of little value, at best against civilians and ordinary people. Even if they rush into the fortress and face an elite guard, they will only be slaughtered. But high-ranking fighters hide in the ashes, looking for the opportunity to take a deadly blow. Sweeping out the ashes would be equivalent to removing the weeds they hide in, making them significantly less threatened.

Several veterans immediately took samples, picked up machine guns or large-calibre sniper guns and started shooting at the ashes coming in. Other fighters did not think that much for a while, but they would follow the example of the veterans. At one point, gunshots were fired on the fortress walls, missiles were raining, and the darkness was thrown at the attacking forces.

On the side of the thousand nights, the combined killing of seven or eight veterans is no more efficient than the thousand nights. By contrast, they realized how horrible it was to shoot at night.

The ashes of the Dark Race had fallen in pieces, and by the time they had truly rushed under the fortress, thousands of bodies had been dumped. It was not until the Dark Race stormed the walls that the fierce offensive war really began.

Even the barrel of the pipeline machine gun has become hot and unusable as a result of the constant shooting, while several fighters spontaneously supplied him with ammunition next to the thousand nights. Seeing that the Dark Race had arrived in the city, he threw the pipe machine gun aside for thousands of nights, kicked open a box of grenades, opened the safety with lightning, and then spread dozens of grenades evenly under the city with a roll of force.

The roar rang almost simultaneously, the shrapnel splattered, there were almost no dead ends within dozens of meters of the city, and the Dark Warriors were blown up on horseback. A Lv5 werewolf warrior jumped up and stormed into the night. However, he was scaled, with several pieces of shrapnel visible under his thick hair.

These grenades, although used against cannon ash, were heavily exploded, but their power rose exponentially, causing the high-ranking soldier considerable injury.

The werewolf warrior pounded into the night, his mouth full of bluetooth biting hard into the throat of the thousand nights. This primitive method of attack is not seen for thousands of nights, pulled out the blood sucking blade and stabbed directly into the werewolf's heart.

The body of the werewolf fell beneath the walls of the city without pulling out the blood-sucking blade for a thousand nights and letting it stick there. At that time, two more Dark Warriors jumped onto the city wall, although they had not yet stood on their heels and had stepped in front of them one step at a time. The cold light appeared in their hands and two blood-sucking blades stabbed them in the chest.

For a while, the Dark Warriors outside the city were deterred and hesitated to go forward. Not in a hurry at night, first jump into the city, pull the blood suction blade out of the werewolf's body, put it in the sheath, then jump on the city wall, and put away the two blood suction blades. After doing this, I looked out of town for a thousand nights.

At his feet, under this line of defense, the walls were filled with bodies of dark races. When the bodies of the three high-ranking fighters were also thrown away, for a while there were no enemies in front of them.

In fact, with three high-ranking fighters, these hundreds are a complete battle unit. Inside, the cannon ash dominates, and low-level fighters act as skeletons, and high-ranking fighters have the opportunity to fight each other's important characters, which is the tactic of the dark race. It looks rough, but practical, and in the minds of most eternal night generals, there is no need for more advanced and complex tactics. It is the strong who determine the victory of war, a rule that has remained unchanged since time immemorial.

At this moment, a thousand nights naturally became the core of this ten-metre line of defense, and as soon as he commanded, a soldier moved in a new pipeline machine gun and carried a box of grenades onto the city wall. Others put their collectible knives next to a thousand nights, containing blood sucking blades of the blood clan.

The Thousand Night Rack took up the pipe machine gun and started shooting wildly, and in a blink of an eye struck another battle group that rushed up into half a cripple. Two boxes of grenades were washed immediately, followed by a fight with senior fighters. No matter what race or level you come from, you can't even dodge a little in front of a thousand nights, and you get knifed down by a blood sucking blade.

“Is that okay?” On the adjacent front, Song Zining looked stunned, especially when he saw a thousand nights silently stabbing a blood sucking blade into the dark race, and then from shelter, he could hardly believe his eyes.

He knows the core secret of a thousand nights. A number of Imperial officers prefer the blood sucking blade as a close knife, just because it's sharp enough and gorgeous enough. But the Blood-Sucking Blade is in the hands of Thousand Nights, but it can play its full power!

In other words, a thousand nights are gathering blood, and it is bright and magnificent, doing so in front of the eyes of many imperial warriors. It was because he was so bright and upright that no one doubted what he was doing at night.

But even so, a thousand nights is an adventure, and only Song Zining knows why: Thousands of nights know that this battle will be so painful that, like the most stingy scavenger, he counts the use of every minute of combat power from the beginning, and does not let go of any opportunity to supplement it.

At this moment, the battle scene in front of Song Zining is in a strange state. Hundreds of Dark Warriors are roaming under the city like flies without heads. Many of them are still killing each other, that is, do not attack the city. Even if the city walls continue to pour rains and sweep them apart, the Dark Warriors will not fight back, but will still clash indiscriminately and kill each other.

The Seven Majorities stood at the head of the city with a generous style and a gentle swinging fan. He had already switched a folding fan, and not the life-saving one worth a fortune.

However, he seemed handsome. In fact, the dark warriors downtown were trapped in his field and seemed easy to kill, but Song Zining's power was constantly being depleted. And when it comes to killing, it's not as simple and brutal as a thousand nights of hand lightning washing.

Thousand nights I took a moment to look at Song Zining's side, and I saw that he still had time to relax and talk about style and style there. He couldn't help but be angry and laughing. He shouted: “Careful! ”

This roar used a little force in the realm of the sea whirlpool at night, suddenly leaving Song Zining in shock. Seven fewer were also gaining moments, instantly felt danger coming, on one side of the body, bent from the folding willow, but his feet stared firmly on the ground. Boom, a fist-sized nuclear bullet flew in from afar, rubbing past him and hitting an empty spot.

The shooting was unexpected, and the magnitude of the bullet only showed how powerful it was. If he was hit, Song Zining would get hurt on the spot, and he was surprised that he was also sweating cold.

The shooter is only a few hundred meters from Song Zining, but after he fired, he hid in the dark warrior crowd, hiding kung fu is extremely rewarding.

Thousands of nights can't stop crying. Song Zining stood at the head of the city like this and set a live target for the snipers. Fortunately, Song Zining is also the decisive generation. Now pull off the white robe, reveal the battle suit below, and throw the folding fan aside. He went into hiding among the Imperial Warriors and immediately became invisible.

The killer who just shot Song Zining was at least a Viscount. His shot was worth a fortune, and he didn't even want to waste a schoolmaster. Song Zining couldn't shoot an Imperial soldier without hiding.

I can't help but sigh at the killer's stupidity. Under Song Zining, he will be found sooner or later. If we don't shoot now, we won't have a chance in a while. Unless he's never close to the fortress. Yet the Dark Races are well known at night, and their struggle against each other is no greater than that of the Empire. How could this guy stand the temptation not to go near the fortress?

Thousand nights decided to help Song Zining. Between waves, a box of grenades flew to Song Zining's defensive line. The explosion instantly covered dozens of meters, clearing an open space and revealing several high-ranking warriors with zero drop.

Seven Majority was extremely enthusiastic about these painful water dogs, immediately appeared to be in shape, grabbed a step, waved his hands gently, several leaves flashed away, cut the throats of the senior warriors.

At this time, a sudden roar sounded in the formation of the Dark Race Army, and the horn rose and fell, and the offense immediately changed.

Countless dark warriors and cannon ashes poured like tide into the line of defence of Thousand Nights and Song Zining. Hidden assassins in the army were no longer stingy with the Force, and sniper bombs were bombarded against both of them at all times. Several other assault ships flew in from low altitudes, adding to the tension of the fortress's overstretched air network.

This is a comprehensive offensive, immediately let Thousand Nights and Song Zining have no space to communicate, and fully respond to the same attack.

Song Zining can no longer conserve the force, and the field is fully activated, turning the 100-metre range in front of it into a restricted area. But the Dark Warrior was as stunned as he was desperate to rush into his realm. Forgive Song Zining's realm was more delicate than it could have killed so many enemies in an instant. Between eyes, there are hundreds of dark warriors in Song Zining's realm. His realm can only trap enemies and cannot kill them.

Song Zining's heart shouted loudly, but it could still recover the realm in the future. Several dark forces have erupted under the city. The realm of one road fell almost simultaneously on Song Zining's realm. The realm forces suddenly mixed together. At that moment, a force storm formed, bombarding in all directions.

Song Zining insisted barely for a while and then broke into pieces during the Force Storm. His face was pale and he suddenly spit out a breath of blood. The area was violently crushed, causing him considerable injury.

Dark warriors under the city are also a distortion of the east, and were killed and wounded badly in a force storm. Several Viscounts were dragged away from the battlefield. Together, they crushed Song Zining's realm, wounding themselves worse and no longer having the power to fight.

But the Dark Race has an absolute advantage. Without a few Viscounts, we can make up for a dozen new Viscounts. Why should we be afraid of consuming them?