Monarch of Evernight

A thousand nights in silence, no answers found. Suddenly, he wondered what Lin Xitang would think of his choice if he were here.

At this point, an old thing that was almost submerged in the old days surfaced for thousands of nights. Too long ago, he hardly remembered the look of that dump on the mainland forever. Just remember the last moment he left. He held a cold barrel of guns in his hand. He had to straighten his little fingers to get on the trigger, and a smaller figure in the quasi-star fled.

Lin Xitang lost a bet.

After entering the Yellow Springs, the thousand nights knew that their actions on that day were undesirable and that even enemies fleeing on their backs could expose their fangs at the next moment.

On that day, however, Lin Xitang did not evaluate his right or wrong. If there was a thousand nights, he would not forget. All he remembered was that Lin Xitang and Gu Tuohai talked about gambling and his choices, usually as if his own children had chosen white water between white water and milk, that's all.

Why didn't Lin Xitang point out his mistake? If that is indeed a mistake.

Thousand Nights raised his head from the thought of running a little farther away and looked at Song Hui. "I haven't figured it out yet. ”

Nor did Song Hui continue to ask. Before she left, she said to Thousand Nights, "I'm not asking you to kill all the werewolves, but to remind you that you have other options. I think it's the value of my staying here that I give you advice from as different perspectives as possible. Not... no, nothing. ”

She nodded a thousand nights and quickly left.

Song Hui seems to have something to say, but if she doesn't, she's not going to ask. That's a lot of questions. Everybody's embarrassed.

Stretch out the map for a thousand nights, write a pen on it, and set a mark. Now the layout on this map is very different than it was a few months ago. Southwest Zheng Guo, the Great Corridor and the Emerald Sea have become a vast country, three times the size of the original Zheng Guo. In the case of the Empire, it is also equivalent to an area of at least six or seven provinces.

Of course, there is more land, but most areas are quite barren, incomparable with the imperial lands that have been developed in maturity. There are more than a million people living on this land, but there are more than tens of millions of werewolves. Full mobilization will build a million ranks. That would, of course, bring about a complete stagnation in internal development, and not so many resources are now available to arm such an army.

Now the Emerald Sea is in full control, surrounded by a little disobedient tribes, to clean them up is only a matter of time. Though it takes a little time to achieve complete internal stability, it is only from the perspective of the three first large tribes of the Emerald Sea that the so-called legendary stories of Escana have the power beyond the imagination of a thousand nights. It may not take long for such a unified tribe of werewolves in the Emerald Sea.

All of a sudden, I felt compelled, as if I had been taken to the throne by Askar and countless werewolves. He had thought of becoming a human general or even a marshal; occasionally in desperation, he would go to eternal nights and spend his life peacefully as a blood tribe, looking far away at the idea of night eyes. But he just didn't expect to be king of a bunch of werewolves one day, and there are a lot of people in the kingdom.

Peaceful coexistence between the original enemies and the dark races is unlikely. Thousands of nights, despite the decisions taken, are also deeply painful to think of the possible problems that follow. He is not longer than the right to plot and govern the country, starting with Lu, but is also in fact in the general strategic framework that Song Zining originally formulated. Now Song Zining is stuck in the empire and can't come back, everything can only be done by himself for a thousand nights.

And sitting on this throne, while the force of a thousand nights is enough, the rule of the country is far from sufficient. For example, after unifying the Emerald Sea, he had no idea where to go.

Looking at the map in front of you, it's like countless werewolf warriors floating up there, wolf heads buoyant, anxious.

With your hands in front of you at night, a soft glow appears on your hands, close to the milky white, hidden in some light golden and dark colors.

This is the dawn enlightenment of the Goddess of the Jin dynasty, closer to the dawn origin of that endless light and heat. It seems soft and, in fact, powerful. Naturally, the field from which it is born is characterized by heat.

This feature is as simple as it seems, but the power cannot be underestimated at all. Because high heat can be endless, no one can really resist the ultimate heat, and nothing can resist endless temperatures.

It can be said that if a thousand nights can afford a terrible depletion, then his realm at this moment is heavily pressurized and fiercely heated, purely lava hell, and nothing can survive in it, and nothing can resist it.

Is such a force enough to deter tens of millions of werewolves?

Primitive werewolves are fierce in their sexuality, especially ancestral denominations, whose doctrine is to return werewolves to their most primitive forms, renounce civilization and become much like beasts. If there was no foreign war, the Lycan tribes would have fought themselves. Anyway, werewolves have strong vitality and fertility, and four or five of them are normal in a nest. Only the high-ranking strong will be born one at a time.

So in the area where the werewolves live in large numbers, there is no security and peace. Even if they are robbed, according to the traditional view of the werewolves, it is because the robbers are too weak.

In the world of werewolves, weakness is sin.

“In short, they cannot be left idle.” A thousand nights came to a conclusion. His gaze was further away, and he began to look for the next goal to find an exit for the tens of millions of werewolves on the Emerald Sea.

Having reached a conclusion, the thousand nights proceeded to implement it, and then a difficult task was thrown on Askar and Xu Jingxuan.

When they came out of the conference room, both Askar and Xu Jingxuan smiled bitterly. They're all covered in bandages right now, and even the werewolves, with so many wounds, can't recover within a few days. It is not a rare muscle repair device in Daqin Army. It is like Tianfang Night Tan in Lu. Besides, most of the force agents prepared for the strong in Qian Army are Dawn properties, and Askar is not available, so his recovery speed is not as fast as that of Xu Jingxuan.

What Askar was about to say, she suddenly coughed so hard that the bandages seeped out of her body.

“Does it matter?” Xu Jingxuan asked.

“This little wound can't die. It's a mission, for real! ”

Xu Jingxuan was also unable to say anything but sigh.

There was a ghostly voice next to it: "Let's rejoice! Happy now? ”

Xu Jingxuan and Askar turned around and saw only Song Lun and Song Hui just came out of the conference room. Song Lun also looked helpless, while Song Hui looked at them with no good temper.

Xu Jingxuan was smooth and didn't say anything. Askar was a werewolf, and now hey, hey, smile, and say, "This mission is hard to accomplish on our own. Most of you are involved, aren't you? ”

Song Lun hummed, and Song Hui glanced at Askar. “I don't understand why you are so kind to me! Haven't seen your warriors wear armor in centuries? Werewolves are thick, why are they suddenly wearing armor now? ”

Askar smiled and said, "Adults are really good to us. ”

Xu Jingxuan stood aside: “Their treatment now, too, is in exchange for their lives. Without a great battle in the Emerald Sea, the White Bone Duke would not come out easily. If we were to attack all the way to the Duke's Castle and finally fight, I'm afraid the casualties would be more than that now. ”

Song Hui was impatient: “I know that! But that's all we have. That's all the armor we make every month. How can we tell? Why don't you give me your share of the Forces nouvelles? ”

Xu Jingxuan stopped talking immediately. Every general has a selfish heart, and his own children and soldiers are the greatest selfish heart. Weapon armor is a life-saving thing, letting him give it away, which can't be done with much more generosity. The Forces nouvelles want to go to war as well, and ethnic fighters need armor more than werewolves.

It is now roughly divided into three parts, one of which is the Dark Fire Mercenary from the Neutral Land. These are the systems of the thousand nights, the elite far beyond the land, can not shake. The second is the Forces nouvelles from Zheng and the third is the werewolf. Werewolves are the strongest in terms of numbers and strength, because there are too many. The real battle is between the Forces nouvelles and the werewolves.

It's just that Xu Jingxuan and Askar once lived and died together. At this moment, it's difficult, that is, sorry to grab the Werewolf's equipment. It's also impossible for him to give up his men's equipment.

Instead, Askar first came to understand and gave Song Hui a personal gift. "The werewolves are suffering. Our warriors are not afraid to die, but if possible, let them die less, and we can continue fighting for adults later. ”

Song Hui listened, just grunted, the original dissatisfaction on his face has disappeared a lot. Hidden hearts, everyone has them. The werewolves were killed and wounded badly in the previous bloodbath and were indeed demonstrating their loyalty with their lives.

Xu Jingxuan instantly realized and hurried to salute Song Hui. "The same is true of our Forces nouvelles. In the future, the war will be fought ahead. So that the adult's elite core can be used at the most critical time. So in terms of equipment, you have to ask the young lady to take care of it. I have a couple of good drinks at home and will send them to you as soon as I get back to the fort. ”

After all, Askar is a werewolf, doesn't know the kind of human heart machine. It's only here that he realizes that it's not enough to come here and say good words. If he wants to do something, he has to give gifts. He hurried to remedy: “We werewolf tribes also have a bit of... that specialty. I'll send you a tasting in a minute. ”

Two people, you talk to me, you kiss my ass, you're busy giving presents. Even the werewolf Askar understands that Song Hui is now in charge of logistics and military power. Whatever the decision is made during the thousand nights, the final execution depends on her. Only if Miss Song is reassured can the equipment or something land.

Song Hui was in a great mood, and looking at Askar made me feel a little comfortable. As for Xu Jingxuan, he has been with Zheng Guo for a long time. Since he has a set of wisdom to survive in the official field, he has always had good relations with all sides.

But Song Lun couldn't watch it. He coughed heavily. “No matter where your gear comes from, don't hit the Dark Fire Mercenary with the idea. ”

Song Hui: “Equipment leans to the front line, which makes sense. Whoever rushes first deserves better gear. ”

Song Lun said with no expression, “Whatever you say, just don't really think of this place as your home property, think you're in charge of everything. ”

Song Hui raised his eyebrows and said angrily: “What do you mean? ”

Song Lun put his hands together in his sleeve and was not anxious to get upset. “I am the seven less people, the seven less instructed me to fully assist the Thousand Nights Lord, then I naturally think of everything for the good of the adults. I advise you to do the same. Don't think of anything you shouldn't. It's hard to hear, even without us, adults alone can flatten the emerald sea. ”

Xu Jingxuan and Askar both witnessed the breakthrough of the thousand nights and easily slaughtered the Duke of White Bones, knowing that Song Lun was telling the truth. After listening to this, they were in a hurry to call it.

Song Hui's face was unhappy, but he could not refute it. Finally, he said coldly: "Whether I have any selfish feelings or not, my lord has his own conclusions in mind, and no one needs to comment! If you don't think I'm fit for this seat, you can have it! ”

Song Lun changed his smile and said: "The adult chose you, naturally the adult reason. How can I talk so much? Besides, I can't do it in your position, and I'm best suited for wearing needle leads and unblocking relationships. None of the others are very good. ”

Song Hui stared at him for half a day. He always looked like he was not on fire. There was no place to vent a fire. He bit his teeth: “Just so you know! ”

Song Lun Dao: “But the task entrusted by the adult is really difficult, why don't we find a place to discuss it now? Trying to arm half a million werewolves and the Forces nouvelles in such a short period of time is not a job to do. ”

Xu Jingxuan and Askar naturally agreed, and the four of them found a quiet room to discuss the whole afternoon before making a slight eyebrow.