Monarch of Evernight

The top of the rubble was covered by countless lines of blood, and many of the strong men of eternal night fell down with a bleak face.

The Count of the Werewolf roared like thunder, struggling continuously, but this attracted more blood stabbing and tied him back to the ground, already halfway up. This time the Count of the Werewolf could not jump any more, the roar gradually subsided and he could not move.

The Marquis of the Devil was stiff for a moment, and suddenly he screamed and lit a magic fire all over his body. All the blood on his body was pulled apart by birth, and as soon as he flew, it disappeared.

Thousands of nights did not go after them, pulled out of Dongyue, waved several times, the sea waves rolling wildly flooded the ground of the still struggling dark race of the strong.

It would be better to consolidate the battle by hunting down too many marquis variables who were seriously wounded and fled. These powerful men with titles are the backbone of the Dark Race, knocking them all out, similarly hurting the enemy and reducing the risk of cleaning up the battlefield on their own.

The powerful, who headed them, were wiped out, and the dark fighters, who had withdrawn at a fair pace, were immediately in chaos and turned to flee.

Dark Fire Mercenaries are surrounded and deliberately leave many small gaps, waiting for Dark Warriors to escape and then attack from the rear of the side, causing massive casualties. These are little tricks commonly used by mercenaries and may not be cheap on the front field, but they are particularly useful at the end of a chaotic battle.

Leaving the land of neutrality, the fierceness of the Dark Fire Mercenaries is undoubtedly manifested. Their personal strength is far above that of Empire and Everlasting Ordinary Warriors, and the gap in the past was only equipment and tactical command and discipline. And now, all the short boards are filled by Song Zining and Thousand Nights, and the dark fire reveals the fangs.

The fighting ended swiftly, and while some of the Dark Race fighters escaped, the vast majority fell in the process of breaking through, with mercenaries from neutral lands playing their brutal and cunning roles, causing staggering killings and injuries in the final stages. If any commander had known this was the result, he would not have chosen to break through, but to stand idly by.

The fighting ended with an incredibly low casualty rate for dark fires compared to the results achieved, also for the reason that the top strongmen in the garrison were dropped without a role at all.

Song Zining also came to the city, despite the dissuasion of the officers, and went into the city himself, quickly swimming around. This trip led him to catch a number of dark snipers lurking in hidden corners. With the world flourishing, no sniper can really target Song Zining.

After seeing the architectural distribution of the entire small town, combined with the long explored surrounding terrain, Song Zining quickly set up several defensive lines outside the city to prevent the dark racial backlash. He then began to zone in the city and build a new defense system.

The small city is called White City, and the building materials here are made of stone from nearby mountainous areas, all gray and gray, hence the name.

The town was originally designed to defend the landing spots of the Dark Races on the surface, so it was designed initially with features similar to fortresses. With the gradual dominance of the Dark Race on the surface battlefield, its logistical role has become increasingly important, with the addition of many more civilian buildings.

It is precisely for this reason that the small city has a perfect defense system, which can be put into use with a little modification, but it does save Song Zining a lot of things.

Thousands of nights were much easier. He chose a quieter place in the city to sit down, told his deputy not to disturb him, and began to recover. The robbery of that recording machine just now consumes a lot, and the harvest is even greater and needs to be digested in a timely manner.

The Dark Race reacted quickly, and Song Zining's peripheral defensive line was just around the corner, and their opposing forces arrived. But hastily, without an air advantage, the anti-ballistic forces hit their heads and bled before the ready line of defense. In a short time, the casualties were enormous and had to return to their original place of departure.

After taking advantage of the advantage, Song Zining forbade pursuit, and continued to hasten time to improve and set up defensive lines. Constant takeoff and landing of the cargo floating boat, unloading large quantities of defensive materials, coupled with the reserves of dark races left here, Song Zining unnecessarily repaired all kinds of works everywhere, which was intended to turn every corner, every building into a death trap.

The sky grew darker and dusk had arrived.

Open your eyes for a thousand nights and practise. At this moment, he transforms his body's sperm blood consumption into part, leaving room for the next chance to plunder.

The sky was dark, there were no lights in the small building, the energy was used for construction, and the lighting was restricted in the barracks, while officers were only given candles at their residences. The dusk candle fire lights only one corner of the room, and everything looks blurry.

The brightness of Song Zining's disgusting taste in the allocation of resources does not affect his vision.

Get up and walk out of the house at night and pound your nose with greasy flesh. A young mercenary next to him brought a tray filled with two large bowls of stew. When you smell that slightly irritating smell, you know it's stewed with the meat of a fierce beast. This meal is proprietary to more senior officers in the Dark Fire Wars and can provide a lot of energy. Ordinary mercenaries are afraid to eat, and without enough force to repair them, eating the meat of vicious beasts is similar to taking poison.

These two bowls already weigh four or five times as much as ordinary senior officers, but after a thousand nights of eating, I felt only half full, so I called for three more bowls, and I felt much better.

The landing has been successful, and the operational time of the other troops should be similar. Next, the Imperial Party will face a nearly half-large Dark Race counterattack, which I'm afraid will be the last meal it can eat.

Place the empty bowl on the tray for a thousand nights and instruct the young mercenary to return to the kitchen, then prepare to climb to the roof to check the defensive layout of the entire town.

The young mercenary had just stepped out of the door and suddenly a standing still, all the empty bowls on the pallet of his hand fell to the floor.

The whole small building was shaking, and then a deafening roar came, and for a moment I could not hear anything but a blast.

Thousands of nights rushed out the door, looked around, just not far away a tumbling of smoke, half a cut-off house rolled out of the smoke, and from time to time fell out of the window several shadows.

It was an amazing explosion that threw the half-cutting building dozens of meters high before it fell. The surrounding buildings are also tilted.

This explosive power has reached the point of cruiser shelling, which is unlikely to be the case with ordinary land heavy artillery.

A thousand nights immediately looked up into the air and saw a huge perpetual night battleship slowly passing from above the city. More than a dozen dark fire gunboats and carriers fled. The old model warships of these neutral lands, bullying the troops on the ground, are okay, and air warfare is not enough. Even a dozen of them will be killed by a cruiser at night.

However, the perpetual cruiser, apparently unclear and anxious to seize power, dared to remain in a low-altitude area while passing over White City.

Without waiting for a thousand nights to strike, a huge flame of fire suddenly erupted on its hull, and a large wall was torn down and flew far away. The massive hull was slanted by the bombardment and flew dozens of meters from the side, immediately descending a step.

The only way to hit a cruiser is to cruise the Empire. Sure enough, there's an elegant figure on the battlefield that's climbing fast. It flew a side bend, dozens of sub-guns pointing at the cruiser, followed by a spark on the cruiser, which was rocked.

Behind this cruiser, there are several more long-night battleships, although none of them are enemies of the Imperial Patrol. Battlecruisers simply ignored the small battleships and stared at the perpetual night cruisers to chase them hard. They swore they would not stop.

The Everlasting Fleet was completely unanticipated to be hit by such a headache in the air, and the battleship in the rear was clearly in shape, as if the captains were beginning to hesitate to decide whether to rush to rescue the flagship.

Imperial battle patrols came too fast and too strong, and cruisers came deadly, looking like they were on the run. In the face of the empire's newest fierce battle patrol, rescue may not be possible, even if they are pitted together.

At this time, several more Imperial frigates broke up into the air and swept away towards the Everlasting Battleship. This time the Everlasting Warship did not hesitate, turned around and ran away, daring not to engage at all. Once haunted by an imperial frigate, no one can escape until that battle patrol comes out.

As for the cruiser as a flagship, you can only ask for blessings.

Shortly after the fall of the perpetual night fleet, the cruiser could no longer support it. It caught fire, slanted towards the mountain and stabbed past it, then hit a huge fireball and rose.

Despite the victory of the air war, smoke columns began to light up in White City, where the army arrived on the periphery of eternal night and was bombarding the city with heavy artillery.

Attacks of this magnitude have no threat whatsoever. Song Zining issued an order, and moments later, all the artillery boats that had originally been scattered in the air gathered again, and came high and began bombarding the ground forces at night.

Even though there are strong men fighting back with long-range weapons in the everlasting night, the dark strong do not dare to lift up without the advantage of their own fire, so that the response becomes better than nothing.

In this way, the heavy artillery position behind the Dark Force is tantamount to losing its cover and being exposed to the firepower of the gunboat. Unilaterally suppressed, the morale of fierce fighters will collapse. Soon thereafter, the Dark Race forces will be in chaos and the Forward will be in a precarious situation, hit by double fire from the air and ground lines, causing heavy casualties.

The commander of the Everlasting Night had to blow the trumpet of withdrawal and withdraw the troops from the front line.

Song Zining was no more, and when the Dark Ethnic Heavy Artillery had been able to withdraw from range, he recalled the gunboats and, together with the various transport vessels that had accomplished their task, formed a group to evacuate to the outer void.

Indeed, the dark fire fleet fleet flew away for a short time, and another permanent night motorized fleet appeared in the other direction. The fleet is led by two cruisers, the rest are destroyers, all of them high-speed ships, much newer models and more fierce firepower. If the slow swallowing antique floating boats of the Neutral Land were still there, the loss would be imminent.

Song Zining commanded the battle ahead, three frigates guarded the rear, and launched a confrontational formation in the air.

This perpetual night fleet clearly does not belong to the same family as the wave that was previously fought off, the only thing that is identical is that it is all backward. When they saw the air force above White City, they immediately stopped rushing.

The air force comparison between the two sides is clear and clear.

If an attack is launched, despite the fact that the Dark Fire has only one battle cruise, the absolute advantage of speed and firepower makes it possible to swim around the perimeter, causing the perpetual night fleet to bleed continuously until all battleships are dragged to death with kite tactics. Even if the perpetual fleet attacked with all its might, it would have eaten up to a few frigates, and the cost would have been the same or even more destroyers.

For a moment of confrontation, the Everlasting Motorized Fleet eventually chose to slowly retreat and leave the battlefield.

Distant Daqin mainland.

The electricity flashed and there was a great shore of people in the square in front of the cabinet.

Zhang Baoqian looked up and looked at the nine towers in front of him, walking straight in.

Across half the city pool, the palace of Lingyun Zheng in the Miao Palace is in a muddle, and the Chapel is in the middle of nowhere. Suddenly, a servant from the emperor's side flew out, rushing to the emperor despite the fact that a minister was reporting on the matter, whispering a few words.

Haunted his sleeves.