Monarch of Evernight

Everlasting Chinese Army, Doyle and Tigger stood side by side, looking at the white bumps of a brave fight not far from here. At this moment, they all appeared undamaged and showed no signs of injury, yet Tigger's breath inevitably weakened somewhat and the flames subsided considerably.

There are not many followers around the two Duke mighty men, and they appear somewhat desolate. The strong ones at their disposal were sent out to snipe the white bumps, but they were still thrust by her knots.

Doyle was very conceited and silent.

Tigger laughed, "This woman is so stupid, it's enough to storm the show like this, and it's over. Lord Doyle, can you still see? Why don't you stop her and let her know? ”

Doyle said calmly: “My wounds are not so minor, it is not easy to stand here and let the heart of the army remain the same. I'm afraid if you do, it will only be awkward. How about...”

Without waiting for Doyle to finish, Tigger said, "We don't have to do this, either, because she'll get away with it.” The voice didn't go down, and he suddenly hummed himself and accidentally found that the white bumps had been killed in the middle of the army formation.

Within Baicheng, Song Zining was also stunned, Zhao Jundu hummed, his face was ugly, and Thousand Nights had carried Dongyue out.

By this time, everyone can see that the White Bump is not an attack, but a real attempt to kill the Trans-Army Formation and rush into White City. I don't know what she meant by this, but I can't sit here and watch her die and I have to go out and pick her up.

Zhao Jundu came out with a sword, following the idle courtroom, only one line slower than the thousand nights. Song Zining gave a series of orders at a rapid speed, then a needle of excitement stuck on his arm before he brought up a war gun to exit the city.

Despite the chaos in the rear, the attention of the Dark Warriors, who had recently withdrawn in the face, was still on the White City side. At first sight, everyone's first reaction was to unconsciously pull the trigger and shoot as hard as they could, just as a force bomb did not need to be consumed.

In front of that thousand nights is a barrage. He flashed, vanished from his place, and reappeared in the centre of the Dark Warriors. As countless blood lines flash, hundreds of dark warriors around them become frozen, as if they were falling into a dream.

Tigger's breathing of watching the battle inevitably weighed a few points. The flashing of the void, combined with the plunder of life, is too sharp to be invincible in a mass war. Though he had long heard of the combined ability of a thousand nights on the battlefield, it was hard to stop a shock when he saw it with his own eyes.

Zhao Jundu had naturally given way to the first wave of barrage after a thousand nights. Waiting for a thousand nights to clear the frontier position of the mutineer, he suddenly accelerated, over a thousand nights, the long sword turned into a rainbow, and traveled among the dark warriors, like nothing. Every soldier wiped by a rainbow turns into a corpse.

Whether it is the mutineer ash or the Baron in front of him, it is a sword for Zhao Jundu. The speed of the breakthrough is no more than a thousand nights. In the blink of an eye, he had gone deep into the Night Army formation.

In front of him, the white bump exhaled and shot the Count of the Werewolf in front of him with his bare hands, almost disappearing. The Count of the Werewolf was also tough and only vomited a few bits of blood, but he didn't die. The white bump crossed his head, stomped his foot, stepped on his shoulder, and immediately stamped half his shoulder.

All of her hands and feet were very powerful, almost colliding with each other and killing Zhao Jundu.

Zhao Jundu's long sword flashed and slaughtered the two blood Viscounts who jumped behind her. Then he grabbed the white bump and took off with him. They immediately took off and headed towards White City.

When you see the prey of your mouth, you fly away. Where are the Dark Races? They flock, knowing they can't catch up, and they have to go after them. Yet, in front of them, a thousand nights suddenly appeared, and spinning was a thousand blood lines!

The second plunder of life instantly emptied an area of miscellaneous soldiers. Only the stronger than the Viscount were spared, but it was also a shaking, traumatized man.

A thousand nights of unusual blushes, like drunkenness. Two consecutive attempts to plunder his body and not much to eat. However, he insisted on replacing each of the two nearest Viscounts before returning.

He just took a step back and disappeared. It was not a blank flash, but a rush to Song Zining to hide him in the realm. At the same time, the sound of gunfire in the direction of White City, a barrage fell in the air, separating thousands of nights from the pursuit of soldiers.

At last, the white bumps were successfully plugged into White City.

In the eternal night army formation, Tigger's face was as gloomy as it wanted to drip into the water, not to mention that the white bumps successfully penetrated the position to hit morale. The heavy loss of the strongman of the strongman alone made him wonder how to explain it.

Doyle remained calm, Tigger looked at himself secretly biting his teeth and scolded him constantly. The werewolves died a lot in this battle. How could Doyle do anything like that? But after Tigger saw the real power of Doyle, he couldn't do anything right with him.

Doyle was also not idle and issued a series of orders, including a further line of defense outside the inner perimeter, in the direction of the rear. Such a line of defence is clearly aimed at imperial reinforcements.

Tigger couldn't help but ask, "Will the Empire call again? Didn't we say we could stop them? ”

Doyle shook his head and said, "The army may not pass, but a few strong men can infiltrate. Wasn't that just one? ”

“The order of the council…”

“Business as usual. ”

Doyle's voice was calm, but Tigger heard a tremor. "Lord Doyle, I'm afraid I can't help it anymore. ”

"Lord Tigger, that strike seems to be a lot less powerful than mine. Besides, I heard that there was a Wolf King in neutral land, also a deputy duke, who could still chase after two or three hits. You are also the Vice Duke, and it seems you should not go far. ”

Tigger was angry in his heart, and all he had to do was say: "Our blood is not as good as a werewolf. ”

“Is that so? That's best." Doyle didn't care how embarrassed Tigger looked at White City, "he said.“ Just give them a minute's rest, and we'll keep going. ”

As soon as he entered White City, the white bump suddenly dropped and a bite of blood erupted. Zhao Jundu seemed prepared for this, handing over a restorative agent. She forcibly provoked a force, a hard battle, which consumed so much that she had long been unconsciously injured. Had it not been for Thousand Nights, Zhao Jundu and Song Zining, she would have died of weakness even if she had been able to kill the army.

The white bump tied the recovery needle to his arm and finally got some blood on his face and said, "Thank you. ”

“To be honest, I'm surprised you could make it, but this doesn't seem very clever.” Zhao Jundu is kind enough to say that.

She said, "The army can't come, but I can come. I just want the black bastards to know that they can't stop us. ”

“But you don't seem to have much practical use either.” Zhao Jundu shook his head.

“I'm wounded, but at least I have the full power. Even the Duke would have to pay to kill me.” Consistent pride and self-confidence are revealed in the white-blugged voices.

Zhao Jundu sighed. "This place is obviously a trap. Why do you have to come? ”

“You and I have a duel. If you die like this, don't people think I'm taking advantage? I won't let anybody talk, so I'm coming. You and I have a deal. How many enemies do we kill here? ”

“Okay.”

As soon as Zhao Jundu's voice went down, he heard an array of tsunamis in the air. This was the beginning of heavy artillery shelling and a signal of yet another attack by the Dark Race.

White City is like an isolated island, outside the city is a dark race with tidal waves and waves impacting White City. Now that the resistance in White City is far less than it was at the beginning of the war, the Dark Warriors rushed into the city and continued to fight like a meat grinder.

There are fewer and fewer warriors around the thousand nights, a familiar face falls and sleeps permanently. But there are more and more enemies around, almost casually wielding swords can kill several Everlasting Warriors. The emergence of alarm signs at this moment is a sign of a covert lock on the part of the powerful, not knowing whether it is a hidden sniper or a killer hiding in the ruins to prepare a sneak attack.

Dongyue is becoming heavier and more painful, and the enemy is starting to leave wounds on him. At the urging of the Bloodthirsty Horn, a dark warrior attacked like crazy and desperate for a thousand nights. The strong hidden among ordinary warriors have become a real threat.

Even the ancient lineage of thousands of nights began to eat under the attack of ant tactics. Thousands of nights, so what happens to Song Zining?

This thought flashed through my mind at night. Each of them is responsible for an area that actually leans on each other and guards the other's back. If you abandon your defense zone for a thousand nights, the entire line will collapse immediately. However, Bai Jiaozuo is also in Song Zining's defensive area. With her strength, Song Zining should be relieved of a lot of burdens.

Thousands of nights depress fears and concentrate on killing enemies, especially those with strong titles, even if they are wounded for this reason. All he can do right now is bleed forever and ever until the opponent can't stand it.

It's not just White City, it's all over the land and beyond, and there's a lot of fighting going on. On the ground, a large number of troops were forcibly dropped at night, stubbornly blocking the Imperial Army, which was pointing three ways to White City.

The Lord of Zhongluwei must be in turmoil at this moment. His eyes are filled with blood, and he himself oversees the battle in front of the battle. Over a dozen consecutive strikes a day and a night, he has broken through nine lines of defense, but after each breakthrough, more troops will be thrown forward, new lines of defense will be arranged and obstinate.

East Road, Princess Haimi's fingertips dripped blood, and the long bow grip was covered in blood. Her back was empty and all the arrows were out of string.

She raised her eyes to the point that the two armies were killing indissolubly on the ground, that the Imperial Army was advancing, and that the Dark Race fighters were fearless and remained in front of the Empire. The air is another situation, surrounded by seventy or eight strong dark races, breathing or deep, or obscure, all of whom are clearly remarkable.

The sea gazes in the direction of a city that doesn't fall, but the sky over there is nothing.

She retracted her gaze and swept over the strong ones of everlasting night, suddenly smiling, "So I'm the real target, am I? ”

Among the Everlasting Night Strong, there are demons, blood, werewolves, spider demons, all four races have arrived, and the uniforms are unified, obviously not the ordinary coalition of temporary puzzles.

Hearing Heimi's words, one of the elderly members of the bloodline said: "Now that His Highness knows, let's get on with it, so we can go back and talk to the master. ”

“Your master? ”

“His Royal Highness knows him.” The Blood Old Man said.

Seadense nodded, slowing down: “Turns out it's the late man, I said who else can have such a deep layout. However..."

“But what? ”

"I admit to underestimating him, but he underestimated me, too. You guys want to kill me, too? ”