Monarch of Evernight

Song Zining's conditions are very generous, that is, the big commercial firms are also suddenly moving, wondering if we should expand the business line. These operational risks are insignificant and the demand is endless. It can be said that as long as a battleship is built, the price is right and the buyer is not worried at all.

Moreover, Song Zining's attractive industries, together with the existing commercial banks in Nanqing City, have formed a relatively complete industrial chain, which can be processed from metal ingots all the way to floating warship precision equipment. This is just a prototype, but the benefits are obvious, and anyone who can lead a business knows this.

South Qingcheng is able to gradually prosper under the rule of Ji Rui, relying on a relatively stable development environment and easy transportation to all sides. However, Ji Ruixiang did not succeed in sweeping all the mercenary regiments in the city into one. Even if he could, he would not do so, because it would mean the emergence of a huge thing comparable to the City Guard. Once such a mercenary group is in the hands of outsiders, it is difficult to say whether the last name is Ji or not in South Qingcheng.

But it doesn't matter what the South Qingcheng surname is to the commercial bank. As long as you have the money, and the money is steady, it's enough.

The contact with the commercial firm was quite smooth, but nothing happened at all throughout the process. After a full two days of idle time, Thousand Nights assembled dozens of mercenaries and formed their own merchants on their way to Kanlan City.

Kanlan is a big city, and the demand for merchants to travel to the city is endless. Thousands of nights of merchants are still picking, and many firms have come to the wind to ask to join.

Most will come from medium-sized firms, with only one or two trucks to carry goods. Many merchants are still watching and want to see how powerful the dark fire really is. In the eyes of the experts, the dark fire is now nothing more than a bunch of amalgamated people, far short of the standards of an elite mercenary regiment. They were willing to take risks because they sat in town for thousands of nights.

After a thousand nights of only 30 trucks, plus 10 troop carriers and armoured trucks, he left South Qingcheng and drove to Guanlan.

The wilderness is harsh, with sudden storms. This is due to the fact that the land mass is not large enough and the protective layer is relatively fragile. If the external void storm is too intense, it will cause a corresponding natural disaster within the land mass.

So not far from the city, the desert gradually lost its way. The so-called roads are rolled out by vehicles coming and going. This is the path, which is also subject to storm erosion, intermittently.

The convoy travels less quickly, especially in heavy-duty trucks, than people jogging in volatile terrain. From Nanqing to Guanlan City, it takes about three or four days.

Spending the whole day in the desert with no one to smoke, the thousand nights were not in a hurry, sitting alone in a convoy, silently practicing Zhou Zheng. Of the many methods, only Song's ancient volumes could not be accelerated, and only a little bit of water mill kung fu could be done on a regular basis.

Mercenaries are not as relaxed and vigilant as they are at night. Those veterans who often run escort missions are aware of the dangers hidden in the seemingly calm wilderness. The enemy may be ambushed in various dark corners or even hidden outside of Kanlan City.

The next morning, on the distant horizon, there was a sudden burst of rolling smoke. The old mercenary, who was in charge of the ambulance, immediately stopped the vehicle and sounded the alarm whistle. The convoy suddenly became chaotic. Fortunately, it was not once or twice that people had encountered a similar situation. At this time, some prominent business operators stood up, commanded heavy trucks to drive off the road, circled in circles not far away, and planted the flags of various businesses to identify themselves.

Mercenaries differ, with two armoured personnel carriers moving forward and ordinary personnel carriers retreating to the side. The mercenaries jumped out of the cars, scattered to the two wings and seized the favourable terrain.

On the roof of the head car, the Wolf of Ice is holding a telescope and looking in the direction of the dust rising. His ears suddenly rang for a thousand nights: "Why are you so nervous? ”

Unlike those little heads, the Ice Wolf is a spiritual creature who has witnessed a thousand nights of power and slaughter the fury of the wind. He handed the binoculars to Thousand Nights and said, "I'm afraid it's probably the Wolf King's army that can make such a big noise around here. ”

Thousands of nights without telescopes, he looked at the soot in the distance and said, "It's the Wolf King's army. ”

“Wolf King really?” The Wolf of Ice has a complex expression and says with all his heart, "Then be careful. ”

The Wolf King's reputation is not good, and even in his own area of control, he often travels with robbers. Now in the wilderness, there are dozens of truckloads of cargo, not to mention fat oil, but it is also worth robbing.

“All battle stations!!” The Wolf of Ice is the tactical commander of the trip, and if he does not speak at night, he is responsible for the entire mercenary movement and defense. After giving the order, he thought about it and called out: “Be smart, don't be too obvious! The men on both wings hide themselves, the car behind them, and clear the main road. ”

This series of orders is designed to avoid irritating the Wolf King, and once their ferocity is provoked, it is difficult to say what happens. The Wolf of Ice is also a Class 12 warrior himself, and his strength is not weak. Yet years of caution have abraded his bloodliness and he is unwilling to confront the Wolf King.

Yet the night did not think so, and he stood by his hand and did not return: "All are ready for battle. ”

This order stunned all mercenaries, and the Wolf of the Ice looked stunned, surprised: "Sir, why is this? ”

“Carjacking, of course.” Thousands of nights are quiet.

“Robbery, carjacking?” The Wolf of Ice thinks he has a problem with his ear. By the Wolf King's property, the Wolf King's convoy? In the eyes of the average man, the Wolf King is thankful for not coming to rob.

Ignoring the Wolf of Ice for a thousand nights, a second order was given: "Block the road and prepare for battle. Anyone who doesn't want to go to war, try it! “

It is not necessary to say what the consequences of evasion are. The mercenary community's rule is to evade and flee, and they will be hunted down for the rest of their lives. And here at Thousand Nights, there's still a change in this rule. I'm afraid whoever doesn't fight will die at Thousand Nights first.

The Ice Wolf smiled bitterly and turned back: "Bring the convoy up and seal off the road. You two, take the men to the wing ambush and wait till you get close. The rest of you, with me, build a line of defense on the middle road. “

When his orders were given, the mercenaries moved one by one. He glanced at the Wolf of Ice for a thousand nights, and suddenly he fought a cold war.

This thousand nights brought out veterans who had been on the battlefield many times, and a simple line of defense was laid out shortly after. They hid behind bunkers, held on to their weapons and looked nervously across the street, some even sweating on their foreheads and palms. There is no way, Wolf King Zhuwei has been doing this for a long time, and this moment is equivalent to slapping Wolf King.

After arranging the defensive line, the Wolf of Ice finally couldn't bear it, gently warned: "My lord, hijacking cars is easy, but after the hijacking, what about the Wolf King? I'm afraid he won't stop. “

I didn't expect to smile a thousand nights. “Otherwise, why do you think I'm organizing this team? “

The cold wolf's heart jumped so hard that it became clear that the thousand nights were not to open the way for business, but to get into trouble with the Wolf King.

At this moment, the distant rolling smoke has swept straight into the sky, rushing out an armoured personnel carrier from the dust sand, followed by more armed trucks whirring straight down the rough road. Behind these armed vehicles, several kilometres away, another group of heavy trucks is moving slowly. The convoy is protected by only two armed trucks, but not more than a dozen fighters.

Normally, the wilderness around here is dangerous, but the biggest source of danger is the Wolf King. If you see the Wolf King's crest in the van, who dares to wear this tiger?

So the armed convoy takes a step to see if there are any good opportunities on the road. They've done this more than once in the past, and they're very skilled.

The front armoured truck has been spotted blocked and a line of defense has been set up. A tall werewolf on the wagon can hardly believe his eyes and dare someone in this place to stop Wolf King's convoy?

He was also brutal, a gun that had grabbed the hands of people around him, aimed at the convoy that was blocking the road, and just went into range and fired.

Yet it's still out of range, and the night goes by: "Shoot. “

Cold Wolf lost his voice: ”What? “

“I said, shoot.“ The night was repeated again, and without waiting for his answer, he took off an extended sniper gun behind him, aiming at the werewolf on the other side of the car.

“But, my lord, they don't necessarily intend to fight...”

The voice of the Wolf of Cold Ice fell, a pair of light wings suddenly appeared behind the back of the thousand nights, and the sniper gun in his hand erupted a long raw flame, the sound of the gun was like thunder!

In the roar, the tall werewolf across the street blew his whole head into a mist, and the headless corpse fell on his back!

The gunshots went off, and the warriors on both sides instinctively started shooting desperately. At one point, the gunshots went off on the battlefield, and the fire broke out! It's just that neither side is in range at this moment.

Wolf King's men have always been proud and fierce, now roaring to maximize the engine, and an armed truck, like a beast, stormed wildly at a forward position. The distance between the two sides was already just over a thousand metres, and they rushed into range between their eyes, with all kinds of firearms under fire and immediate casualties.

A thousand nights of motionless mountains, the wings behind them reproduce, and the sniper gun is lit with a light golden glow. With the sound of gunfire, an armed truck exploded directly into a fireball, and the entire body of Sir Werewolf was blown to pieces and instantly killed.

At the crossing of the thousand night guns, a third roar sounded, and the first Viscount of the Werewolf, located in the center of the team, fell.

After three shots were fired, the sniper was put away at night, held behind his back and stood in a negative position, apparently not planning to strike again.

The Wolf of the Ice watched the cold everywhere. After a thousand nights of understated three shots, he killed three of the four werewolves with titles across the street, and all the leading first-class Viscounts were shot to death. How powerful is this?

Now there's only one third Viscount left. The Wolf of Ice understood that it was reserved for him. He sighed in his heart and knew that he had no choice, so he pulled out his sword shield and rushed forward with a bullet like rain.