Monarch of Evernight

Qingyue bit his teeth, pulled the trigger, and the artillery guns blew to pieces, tearing the bodies of the Ironclad samurai with metal flames. It was an outrageous attack, a waste of ammunition, but if she did not do so, her anger could not be outburst at all.

Thousands of nights instinctively hid behind a broken wall. At this moment, his mind is not on a fierce battlefield, but on the mysterious woman. Each time she appeared, she was extremely brief, and her figure was very blurred, and she could not have been discovered if it had not been for her astonishing sight.

Her back made the night a little familiar, but mostly unfamiliar. She gave the feeling of a thousand nights, beneath the calm of the surface, but in the bones was the desolation of all beings. When you look at that figure, you feel like you're looking at a powerful life in another world.

When did such a powerful woman emerge in Lingang City? At first, Thousand Nights instinct thought of Night's Eyes, but spinning denied it. Her temperament is completely different from that of Night Eyes, and her hands are amazing, and the technique of sniping, which can be described as a miracle, is far above Night Eyes, and can even be said to crush anyone she sees for a thousand nights. Even Zhao Jundu could not reach this level.

Anyway, the best news is that she's willing to stand by herself. Throw away your meditations for a thousand nights and look at the Ironclad Warrior not far away.

The Ironclad warrior was surrounded by more than a dozen corpses of the City Guard. Without the help of the warriors, its target became the surrounding civilian population. He rammed across the neighborhood, fragile buildings shattered in front of his enormous body, and civilians hiding in the room lost their sanctuary and were exposed to his eyes.

The Ironclad warrior made a bloodthirsty growl, and the battle axe danced, cutting civilians apart one by one. It seems to have an extraordinary preference for killing, even if a person is already dead, it needs to be cut several more times.

The night was gloomy and these monsters did not reveal their killing nature until they had broken away from the fighting. If they are allowed to ravage the city, then it is conceivable that Lingang City will lose the fate of those people in the back city. Since the three forces have activated such weapons of war, there is no intention at all to receive civilians from Lingang City. This is not the same as normal wars in neutral places.

Thousand nights in a flash, he had stood on the back of the Ironclad Warrior, and Dongyue stabbed him in the back of the neck until he had no handle. Ironclad knights made a brief cry and fell apart, not struggling this time.

This time, Thousand Nights is not going to let go.

At this point, the clear voice of Sudinghan sounded in the night sky: “Gentlemen, this service is about the survival of Lingang City, and the opponent does not intend to give life to the people left behind. Please cooperate with me in the death battle. If you can defend Lingang City, Su will not be stingy enough to seal the reward. He will do his best to reward you! ”

As soon as this is said, many of the strong fighters in Lingang City have reddened their eyes. Su Dinggan is the owner of the city, how rich the savings for decades, even if it leaves out a little, will be enough to promote these strong people to the next level, let alone the treasure trove? As a god, Sudingan will never repent of this publicly promised promise.

Thousands of nights also move in his heart, and the Dreamworm is what he aspires to be. And Sudin Gancan took it out, which means it's not the most precious thing in his treasure trove. In the production of the dragon, there may be something more effective in repairing the soul than a dreamworm.

Though aware of the peril of this war, it was decided to let go of the battle for a thousand nights in order to feed the dreamworms and repair the treasures of the soul.

There are not a small number of people with thoughts such as the Thousand Nights. It can be said that every free and strong person has something to ask for for for for a few years. Most of them have already cultivated bottlenecks and need more resources and treasures in order to go further on the path of the strong. And this resource, too, can only be found in God's collection.

So knowing the danger, many free and powerful people no longer retain their strength and let go of the bloody battle.

A small group of City Guard soldiers rushed out of the street and were stopped at night.

“Follow me.” A thousand nights wave your fingers to the side and rush out first. The City Guard fighters hesitated and immediately followed. In a mixed war, it is naturally best to be able to stick to the strong.

Across a block, two Ironclad warriors appeared in front of the thousand nights. He pounced on him without stopping, and Dongyue, like an electric prick, had slashed down two Ironclad warriors. Urban Guard soldiers in the rear held each other up and, at the point of a thousand nights, stabbed Dongyue's cut wound with a long gun, completely destroying the life of the Ironclad warrior.

Running through the night, a number of discrete city guard fighters were gathered along the way, and hundreds of people gathered behind them. At this time, against the Ironclad warrior, the sword is often devastated at night, rendering it irresistible and then handed over to the warriors behind it.

Ironclad warrior's vitality was hardened and after being stabbed dozens of spears, he could only turn into a corpse.

This saves a lot of energy at night. As he gathered more and more fighters, he gradually became the force that shaped this part of the city. With many followers protecting the flanks and cleaning the battlefield, killing enemies at night is more efficient. If you encounter enemy infantry, you will be handed over to the warrior behind you at night. It is the task of the City Guard to kill each other at night only when formed units are encountered, and then to chase down the fallen soldiers. Thousands of nights are searching for Ironclad warriors on the battlefield.

A moment of kung fu, dozens more Ironclad warriors became souls under a thousand night swords.

On the distant spider emperor's ship, the masked man suddenly stood up and sank: “Why are the puppet samurai's casualties so great?!? ”

In front of him, a blood officer was lying on the ground, just finishing his update on the fighting. As soon as the masked man was angry, the invisible pressure fell on him, suddenly pressing the Viscount to the floor, his skeleton was all squeaky and he could not say a word.

Intangible pressure alone suppressed a blood Viscount with no room for resistance, and fears pervaded the eyes of all spider emperor generals in the command compartment, creating a new understanding of the masked man's horrific power.

When the Viscount of Blood couldn't speak, the masked talent slowly harvested the breath.

The Viscount of the Blood did not dare to recover his wounds at all, and immediately said: "Little men dare not lie, but the contact signals of the puppet samurai do disappear in large numbers. Just now, the results have reached more than 380 people, and now, …"

He didn't go on, but the point was clear: Between now and then, puppet samurai must have suffered more casualties.

The sparrows in the command compartment were silent, and everyone standing here knew that the Puppet Warrior was the secret weapon of the Moonlight White Devil, whose strength had been fully demonstrated by the time they attacked the city. The battle was originally expected to cost up to 200 puppet samurai, but now that the battle has just begun, we are still far from deciding to win or lose. The puppet samurai has lost more than twice as much as expected. How does this make the mask feel better?

The masked man also seemed to know the futility of anger, sat down again, closed his eyes and said a moment later: “Where's the Wolf King? It's their turn. ”

A werewolf's face changed and he said, "My lord, this is not what was planned! Your puppet samurai have not penetrated the city yet, they are no match for me. Send troops up at this time, the casualties will be very high. ”

Those Ironclad warriors, apart from their kind, will slaughter as long as they see their lives alive. So near their array, there are no other armies. Regular infantry fighters are transported by transport boat until these killing machines penetrate the city before entering the port of call.

Hearing the werewolf, the corner of the mask's mouth bent upwards, revealing a sneer and slowly saying: “The old spider has lost a war beast and my puppet warrior has lost a great deal. What kind of warriors are you? Anyway, those people are worthless and can be used as fertilizer when they die. ”

General Werewolf's lips moved and he wanted to fight for it. At this point, the mask turned his head and his eyes fell on him through the mask, coldly: “Now that you're on the move, I don't care if it's a human or a werewolf. If you must act as planned, then the Second Werewolf Regiment should not be idle, but go into town as well. ”

General Werewolf's words were all plugged back into his stomach and he had to bend over and say, “I'm going to arrange an attack on the city. ”

The Second Werewolf Regiment is one of the few elites of the Wolf King. The main officers are all wolves and can be regarded as one of the two private armies of the tribe. The rest of the regiment will die, and the Wolf King will not be distressed, except that if the first and second legions of wolves suffer heavy war damage, it will be the people of the Wolf King who will die and be injured.

How elite is the legion of werewolves? After all, it is still flesh and blood. Once close to the Moonlight White Devil's puppet samurai, it will still die and be badly injured. So despite reluctance, the werewolf general stepped out of the command compartment and gave the order.

The overloaded floating boat, which has been hovering around the outskirts of Port City, has begun to land continuously, throwing tens of thousands of fighters on the battlefield. Like the tide, these warriors poured into the city of Lingang.

Thousands of nights in the city suddenly felt the pressure increase, surrounded by enemy fighters constantly appearing and constantly spreading. Fortunately, the city guard forces and armed civilians in the surrounding area were gathered together by him to form a remarkable force of war and a solid line of defense by virtue of the complex terrain.

However, the number of enemies is too large, there is still a batch to kill, and the line of defense organized by the thousand nights has gradually become shaky. On several occasions, the line of defense was stabilized by killing the officer leading the opposite army in person.

Just as he hesitated for a thousand nights to kill these ordinary warriors, a sudden and fierce explosion exploded on his side, the buildings collapsed, and the green moon with a powered armor was like killing a god, rushing out of the ruins.

In such a battlefield, the Takahu man is a killer machine, perfect for dealing with large quantities of cannon ash.

“This way!” The thousand nights screamed.

Qingyue also saw the thousand nights and the line of defense behind him, and turned around and rushed over. "I'm in trouble behind you! ”

A thousand nights at a glance saw more than a dozen Ironclad warriors approaching the Green Moon.