Monarch of Evernight

Even Thousand Nights can see that this is fundamentally a strategic mistake, but the battle plan of Lin Shuang is not a problem per se, Song Zining has deduced it many times in the early period based on the changes in the war situation, and has not found any loopholes.

Yes, a change of scene! The battlefield is changing rapidly, and any combat plan, even if it has written ten sets of options, will eventually have to be implemented in one set and continuously adjusted to the actual situation on the battlefield.

So who's in charge of intelligence and coordination? Thousands of nights to think, divine.

The Lord Guardian's side of the news is more detailed than those of the East Road Army generals. Thousand Nights and Song Zining roughly understood that at the most critical time, Commander Lin arrived to reorganize the strategy, while the main motorized fleet of outer space forever and night and the Duke's strong suddenly disappeared, which led to a complete overturning of the landing battle.

I heard that Song Zining here looked at the thousand nights, while the thousand nights contemplated.

At this moment, the thousands of nights are not as calm as they seem. The insistence is a little tight. Lin Shuang's powerful military ability does not need to be said. But this time, the matter sounds a little subtle. Forever and ever, the war on several local battlefields has reached an exaggerated level. Lin Shuang is even stronger. It is not possible to reverse the gap in absolute power.

This landslide battle brought all the power of the Empire to the air, and the military build-up was no longer necessary. Nevertheless, far more than conventional troops were dropped over the night, and targeted sieges of the main generals on the imperial side should have been affected by the cessation of their civil war in order to free up excess troops.

In the end, why fight this landslide war in the face of a clear adverse situation?

Of course, Lord Wei knows more than he said. For example, Lin Xitang killed the right-hand man. Chopping a general before the battle is not a good thing, Lord Wei himself has not figured out what is going on, nor will he speak in front of two younger generations.

Next, the Lord of Wei was somewhat unclear and seemed not to want to talk in depth.

Song Zining asked the Lord of the Guardian what he intended to do next. At this moment, Zhonglu and East Road reinforcements crossed the landslide, rendezvous in White City, the highest status of the Patriotic Nation, and naturally took over command. He plans to leave a garrison and clear the battlefield in White City, while the main force will continue north to take control of the last floating boat base and surrounding areas.

The remnants of the forces currently permanently on the surface have broken their way back, and a small portion of the convoy that broke into the surface fleet has fled, most of them destroyed on their way out. All the remnants of the loss of air mobility are doomed.

In the opinion of the Patriot, the battle of the land was over by this time.

After sending the Duke of Wei away, he thought about it for thousands of nights. He felt that he had caught something, but he didn't know what it was. Suddenly I thought of the news I had learned before the war, the Chapel attacked Lin Xitang, so much so that right to right coordinated him to come up with this set of battle plans.

Mr. Lin did not participate in the war at first, but suddenly appeared at the most critical time of the war. In the thousands of nights, counting everything known, somehow, I thought of the sight of the stars falling like rain, and suddenly my face changed.

He turned to Song Zining and asked: "How can you prove the deduction you just made? ”

Song Zining stopped, and finally sighed: “Since Lin Zhuang came to the surface, communication between our army has now returned to normal, regardless of the good news and bad news, we will know. ”

I stood up at night, “I'll go check it out. ”

Song Zining grabbed him, “Where are you going to look? How's your blood? ”

With the help of the Book of Darkness for a thousand nights, the blood has been broken in two order. It is already the deputy duke of the ancient bloodline. How can there be no price for being so manic? His massive breakthrough sensed no bloodshed at all, except for the influx of dark forces, which brought tremendous power, but also darkness as thick as substance. The balance of dark dawn in the body is in jeopardy.

Fortunately, White City was unexpectedly calm after a thousand nights of promotion. There was no danger that he needed to do all he could to control those fierce dark forces. However, no one can predict what will happen when the balance breaks.

Song Zining saw Thousand Nights Eyebrows insist, couldn't help but hold him, “In all the news, Lin Zhuang did not officially participate in the battlefield, where are you going to find him? Why don't you find a way to control yourself like this? Do you want the Force to run off in front of Lin Shuai? ”

A thousand nights went by, and once the dark force of the Duke's rank had broken away, the blast's nuclear wave could levell a fortress. If the Force storms away in front of Lin Shuai, regardless of its final outcome, it will seriously hurt him, right?

Song Zining sighed. “Just wait one night. Tomorrow after dawn, the Floating Army Bureau should be well settled. We will send him a letter through the military liaison channel, and if it is convenient for him to return the message. ”

Thousands of nights know that Song Zining's words are true, but it is still difficult to press the anxiety of fire in his heart. As if so many years of repression and misgivings, together at this moment, we burned him to rest.

The next morning, when I woke up in the camp tent for a thousand nights, I was not used to no gunshots. He walked out of the barracks and the sky was just shining, but the barracks were already busy. The warriors left behind by the Patriot are cleaning up the Battlefield of White City. A small town with more than 150,000 bodies piled up. When the rubble is cleared, the body is often excavated, and there is also a body below.

The surviving warriors stared at a rising mass of bodies. There were many of their original brothers in the robe, but now, like the Dark Race, they had to wait centrally to be dealt with, unable to bring them back to their homeland. Even if the East and Central roads forces were to join forces, there would be no excess force to dispose of so many bodies at once.

Walk out of the barracks at night, climb a temporary outpost, and once again look at a ruined White City. Until then, he had never thought it would be so tragic.

Thousands of nights, though not too old, are the true experience of hundreds of wars, and the battle of life and death has been fought more than once. But most of his battles were for the strong, and even in the great battlefield, he was part of them, and in the vast wilderness, the battle of 100,000 men was not so thrilled. This time, more than a hundred thousand bodies were laid in a small town, and almost all white bones alone could rebuild the city.

In the middle of the rubble, Imperial fighters are excavating, constantly lifting a body from inside, identifying ethnicities, clearing relics and then transporting it to a pile outside the city. The bodies of the Imperial warriors are housed in special areas, and the Dark Races are thrown into pre-excavated pits.

The gaze of a thousand nights suddenly fell on a man.

The man walked on foot, traversing the entire White City, towards the thousand nights.

Thousand Nights suddenly noticed him when he was already in the middle of the city. And when he shows up, when he enters White City, the thousand nights are completely lost. It is now, at night, that it is only if this man wants to see him himself that he can notice his existence.

Even if the strength jumps to a large rank at this moment, the thousand nights are like returning to the first sight, feeling that I am not at all the opponent of the person in front of me, even the power to return the hand is not served. One of the most powerful people in the world.

Jump to the ground at night and wait in silence.

The man did not delay, one step in front of a thousand nights, up and down to measure him, faintly: “Strength and progress, just how can you make the black gas roll? You and I are not affiliated at this time, no need to be polite. ”

"'My respects,' said Thousand Nights. 'The first is to honor Your Highness for his service to the people, and the second is that you are also my elder because of Master Lin. ”

The arrival was exactly Qingyang Wang Zhang Baoqian. Hearing Thousand Nights say this, he nodded slightly and said: "No wonder Hee-tung values you so much. I just wanted to see you this time. I won't stay long. The war on the mainland side of the Empire is not over yet. If I leave long enough, something might happen. ”

“There are wars in the Empire itself?” Thousands of nights surprised me.

Uncle Zhang hummed, "It's just a bloody funeral in the district. What else can we do? Maybe I didn't hit them hard enough in the past, and I had to try. ”

Hearing the bloody funeral for a thousand nights, I couldn't help but say, "Is this the fall of the King of Everlasting Life?” Based on the status quo of several empire kings, if there is no accident, it should be him who has fallen. I don't want him to go to great lengths to harvest so much of his life, or how long he hasn't survived.

The people of Daqin may not experience a bloody funeral for the rest of their lives, but it will be remembered firmly that it is a probing attack that will be launched forever and night when the Empire King alternates. If it is not handled well, it will become a real war about survival at any time. It's just that Thousand Nights didn't think that it would be amazing to invest so much force in the floating land at night, and that it would still fight the two lines of Daqin mainland.

When he heard the name of the King of Everlasting Life, Zhang Baoqian's eyes flashed with a cold light, slowing down: “Naturally it's him. If he hadn't died so fast, I'd have to take him on my own! ”

This is an absolute mystery. The kings are fighting each other to the point of their lives. Even more shocked at night, they don't know how to ask questions for a moment.

Zhang Baoqian glanced at him and said: “If it wasn't for him, how could Floating Land be like this? Jundu will not be so badly hurt, nor will Hee-tung...”

A thousand nights of trembling, even the voice was a little sharp, “What happened to the godfather?! ”

“Xitang rearranged the landing with all his strength, sweeping the courtyard and resisting the enemy. So you survived. But the price for doing so is his own. ”

Nightmare confirmed.

Thousands of nights only feel a very cold air, head to foot stabbed all over the body, can not tell where the hidden pain is for a moment. No tears, no words of enlightenment, he does not even feel sadness or anger at this moment, only a few moments of continuous pain, eventually falling into the missing void in his heart.

He looked up at the man in front of him who was a great shore. Unlike in the past, the king of the new year was sharp enough to hurt people's brutality, but he had a sincere intention to return, like an ancient divine soldier in a sealed box, without losing his power.

Uncle Zhang hid a hint of loneliness in his calm face. Lin Xitang was named after him for many years, and the Empire Shuangpi ranged from the army to the Chapel, with needlepoints facing each other for more than 30 years. Until Zhang Baoqian became King of Heaven, Lin Xitang's reputation did not seem to have been lost much.

However, in several limited contacts with Zhang Baoqian, it has been implicitly perceived that the two should really be like enemies. There was no shadow of Lin Xitang behind the care of Wang Qingyang. Nowadays, the Empire that once glowed for a while no longer exists, no one knows what it feels like in Zhang Baoqian's heart.

It didn't know how long it had passed before there was anything other than pain in that numb, pale world at night. Sorrow swept by as the tide swept by, leaving only one heart, as cold and calm as polar ice, and another fire burning on the ice.

He tasted Zhang Baoqian's words and discovered that they were very intentional, so he asked: "What are you talking about? ”

"'It's no big secret,' said Uncle Zhang. When Hee-tung returned to the surface, the first thing was to strike out the right phase. ”

“Right Phase, King of Everlasting Life...”

After listening to Zhang Baoqian for a thousand nights, it became clear that the mastermind of this department had been lying down at this moment, and that the wings were being washed one by one. The rest of the ants were attached to each other. It was like a grass on a wall. It had been cut off and killed continuously.

The flames in his chest were steep and cold, as if treading across a cliff of millions, falling to powerlessness. Couldn't even avenge the man himself? It was extremely painful to hold it in your heart for a thousand nights, and you didn't even know where to go.

Then this is also the way for the millennium empire to stand today. This huge man is destined to carry forward the path of tortuosity, callousness and collision. When the ancestors started in the dark, no one knew exactly where the right path was, and even if the hearts and minds turned together, there was still a huge difference. Only such self-righteousness, self-righteousness and perseverance in the heart can bring together hundreds of millions of people and open and guard the land of dawn on one side.

A thousand nights long exhaled, “Is there anything you want to tell me when my godfather comes? ”

Uncle Zhang was silent for a while and said: “He left in the realm of the Demonic Emperor and was not even seen on the everlasting fleet present. ”

This night, Uncle Zhang chased to the upper edge of the mainland and intercepted a perpetual night fleet involved in the capture of Lin Xitang, but in the last war, the realm of the Demon Emperor covered the void, even the nobles of the perpetual night were in silent darkness, no one could say what had happened.

Demonic Emperor! The Dark Mountain did it himself?! After a thousand nights of shock, take a deep breath and jump blood in your eyes.

Uncle Zhang shook his head and said: “Hetang is a human being and loves heartless. He has so much to do in his life, maybe he just doesn't have enough time, he just remembers who he hangs on to and won't say it. So after he left, I came to see you. ”

At this moment, the thousand nights have been unable to speak, trying to look up to the sky, as if to see last night's vision, stars fall like rain.

Haven't seen Lin Xitang in person since Huangquan, there seems to be a reason not to see him every time.

Thousands of nights have also turned, whether the godfather has given up on himself long ago, after all, he is not the first child saved by Lin Xitang, nor the last. He's so ordinary. Is there somewhere else for him to look at?

After the growing knowledge of Lin Xitang from the side population, it was discovered that this person was more atmospheric than he could have imagined. Lin Xitang knew countless people with great diffractive astronomical techniques, but did not bring people together, promoted talent, and did not ask who the other party was working for.

However, although Lin Xitang's children are not prosperous, he can get Lin's surname, called Yoshiko, only one person for a thousand nights. Thousands of nights are not silly, even if they are not to be seen, there are trickles that make him feel the tenderness from that person.

Now when the situation is so tight, Zhang Baoqian comes to visit himself, and only at a thousand nights did he really understand his weight in Lin Xitang's heart.

It's too late.

A moment of silence, Zhang Baoqian said: "Where to go in the future, have you thought about it? ”

A thousand nights of blank hearts and stayed for a while, confused: “Now that the evil has fallen, there seems to be nothing left for me on this side of the empire. ”

Zhang Baoqian interrupted: “The right phase is not the first, nor will it be the last. Perhaps the King of Everlasting Life, too. How can I call you nothing? ”

Night after night.

Zhang Baoqian said slightly slowly: “Neither Hetang nor I, nor some of the people you've seen or haven't seen, think you've never fallen into darkness. ”

After a pause, Zhang Baoqian added: "Then do your best for the people and don't have to be in the empire. I don't want you to be like Hee-tung, thinking about the big picture and completely forgetting yourself. A man like Hee-tung, one is enough. ”

This is obvious enough, but the last sentence is too complicated to be fully understood.

Speaking of which, Zhang Baoqian suddenly had some Xiaother, “I should go too. But before I do, I have to do my best for him. ”

Go ahead, Zhang Baoqian raised his hand and lightly punched him in the heart of the thousand nights!

This blow is not quick, but the thousand nights can't escape, can only watch the Qingyang King punch in his own blood nucleus!

King Qingyang has the power to open the mountain to split rocks, even if it is a random stroke. Thousands of nights of blood nuclei were torn apart by this punch and turned into countless grains, caught in the surrounding flesh, barely maintaining the appearance of a blood nucleus.

A thousand nights after a blow, even seriously injured. Blood nuclides are damaged. Is that a small thing? His blood dropped again and again, falling from the rank of Vice Duke in the blink of an eye, he stopped at the edge of the Marquis of Glory and did not fall into the Marquis of Strength.

Steps backwards and backwards for thousands of nights, a bite of blood erupted. But he was not angry and rejoiced. "Thank you, King Qingyang! ”

Zhang Baoqian's fist is fantastic to the extreme, smashing thousands of nights of blood nucleus, but it is not mutilated. As long as he rests for a few days, with the resilience of thousands of nights of blood, the blood nucleus can be fully restored, without leaving any after-effects. But the Qianni blood-style realm was raw and struck down, dispelling the worries of Xuanyu imbalance in Song's ancient volumes. Perhaps only Qingyang Wang, such as Yingjie of the world, will have such countervailing means.

Zhang Baoqian took out a few more manuscripts and handed them to Thousand Nights. "This is something I have learned, it might be useful for you. You can look when you're okay. ”

After a thousand nights, the first page is five words: Tai Xuan soldier knockout!

“This…”

“This trick was retained by Wuzu, but it is not yet complete. I also practiced the technique of troop hunting in my early years, and later retrofitted other techniques. Lately, I have been idle and picked it up again. Some new ideas have been added to Wuzu's foundation. ”

Uncle Cheung understated it, but he knew how precious this complete technique of the Tai Xuan soldiers was.

Historically speaking, only a handful of people practiced the knack after fifty rounds. Zhang Valve has his own path to the sky, Zhang Boqian actually no longer needs the knack of the army. Reclaim this article at this moment, when it is made entirely for a thousand nights.

Only a few pages of manuscripts are heavy.

Zhang Baoqian put away the manuscript for a thousand nights. "You are Heitang's child, you don't need to call me the seal name. Call me Uncle Shi if you like. ”

Say it, Zhang Baoqian looked around, sighed again, said “so mountain river”, stomped up, suddenly soaring.

Is it worth sprinkling blood on such a mountain river? If it's not worth it, why are there so many followers?

Thousands of nights stood still, thinking about the past, suddenly obsessed.

The people walked in the endless darkness of this everlasting world for thousands of years, and did not see a glimmer of light until a thousand or two hundred years ago. The pioneers were thorned, and the heirs were given fires. To this day, the flames of the stars are about to fall.

There has never been a right without sacrifice, nor a dignity without bloodshed. The passing spirit is loaded with tablets, and relatives or Yu is sad. The living cry but long songs.