Monarch of Evernight

In the eyes of the Fortress Guard, the dark race is constant, as in the case of the transiting locusts, never ending.

Their bodies have become numb and their spirits have become numb. Instinctively, when they see the image of their enemies, they wave and fight. It's like being stuck in a nightmare, not knowing when it's going to end. Even if the dream ends in battle, it is a relief.

Fighting and death have become a world for every living person.

They watched countless familiar faces fall in front of their eyes and their bodies gradually become cold. They watched a dark race rush in front of them and turn into corpses.

The ground has been covered with corpses, with little footing. From time to time, you can see the huge spider magic stuck in the narrow passage of the fortress, making it difficult to move.

Whenever this happens, an imperial warrior persists, throwing himself directly on the back of the spider demon, cutting off the spine of the spider demon with an axe of war, or being killed by the spider demon or other dark race.

The fortress is like a black hole, swallowing the warriors of both sides.

It was not known how long after a sudden riot broke out in the army formation of the Dark Race, a group of blood fighters opened fire on the friendly army, forcibly killing a passage and trying to leave the battlefield.

The Dark Ethnic Central Army quickly divided the two forces, clamped back and forth, and soon repressed this modest force. It was only after such a disturbance that the battle was discouraged and the offensive of the Dark Race could not continue, and the trumpet of retreat was finally sounded.

As the Dark Race retreated, many Imperial fighters stood blindly waiting for the next wave of enemies.

Zhao Jundu appeared at the head of the fortress, and the black fire around him was so intense. When there is a black fire, a few points of Mars are fired, falling on the bodies of the Dark Race or on the blood trail, and the bear burns.

All imperial generals are far away, and no one dares be caught in the blackfire.

Zhao Jundu walked through the fortress and patrolled the battlefield for the rest of his life after the robbery.

He walked, slowly converging on the black fire, and finally the horrible black flame was fully fed into his body, until then, the generals of the crowd dared not approach.

One general said, "My lord, the remaining warriors are less than a thousand. Don't you have any reinforcements? ”

“The reinforcements can't make it.” Zhao Jundu looked around and said: “Clean up the battlefield, then we retreat. ”

“What?” The generals could hardly believe their ears. They could never hear the words retreat from Zhao's mouth.

“An hour to clean the battlefield, and then we retreat.” Zhao Jundu repeats himself.

The generals immediately dispersed, each busy, and the hour was too tight to be delayed.

An hour later, the Imperial General began to evacuate the fortress and the entire force had only two trucks, all of which could barely be moved.

All buoyancy warships, the vast majority of their ordnance equipment, along with all their turrets, guns and power towers, were destroyed in the fighting just now. The cars were also assembled by turning parts out of the rubble.

Immediately after the departure of the Imperial Army, a fire began to erupt inside the fortress, and the flames of the bear swallowed everything. Anything you can't take away, pay a torch. And the bodies of the Empire and the Everlasting Warriors mixed together and turned into ashes.

On the way back, several generals followed Zhao Jundu, reporting on the results of the battlefield just cleaned up.

“My lord, rough statistics show that we have 6,000 casualties, while dark racial casualties are roughly estimated at approximately 40,000. The casualty ratio between the two sides is one to six, and the battle record is remarkable. ”

The other general sighed, "We had 8,000 brothers, and now we have more than 1,000 left. Such a victory, alas! ”

“What, are you questioning the Lord's command? ”

“Of course not, I was just wondering how to tell those in the family when I get back. ”

That sentence silences everyone.

The battle environment in the new world is particularly harsh, with many regular regiments of the Empire failing to meet the requirements, resulting in the emergence of a large number of elite private armies.

Many of the troops brought by the generals were brothers and brothers. Now that the casualties are so heavy, we can imagine that when we return home, we must face the scene of Dai Xiao at home.

Zhao Junduben was silent all the time, when he said: "We are not good with it, the dark race is even worse with it. ”

Several generals knew that, but were not happy.

At this moment, in the conference hall of the Imperial Main Base, Song Zining stood in front of the map, facing the underneath black oppression of the national duke, the innkeeper and even the imperial ministers, the elders of the world.

He slowed down: "As I was saying, we are not well off, and the days of the Dark Race are even worse off. The battle is now at its cruellest moment, with both sides bleeding and will continue to bleed! If we retreat now, then everything that has been done will be lost. All sacrifices will become meaningless. Now, the only way out is to drain with the Dark Race, let them see our resolve, see our faith, until despair! ”

There was a disturbance in the crowd below, and people closed their ears and whispered.

A moment later, an elder of the world got up and asked, "What's the specific strategy? ”

Song Zining pointed under his fingers and sighed: “We are here to fight a fortress against the Dark Race. ”

Downstairs was another blast.

Without thinking about it, someone said out loud: "In this way, will we not give up our mobility advantage and fight our enemies for as long as we have? ”

Song Zining said calmly: “We don't have the advantage of manoeuvring anymore, nor can we anticipate the enemy aircraft first. ”

”- [sic]“ Don't you think so too? "

Song Zining nodded. "I can't count the night eyes. A lot of people should already know about this. ”

“Damn it! As the commander, you can't anticipate the enemy aircraft first, why are you still sitting in this position?! ”

Song Zining's colour remained the same. "The position of the commander is a bit reluctant for me today. It's just for the Empire's sake that we have to sit here. If someone thinks they're better suited than me, stand up and let me be Hyun. ”

The man shouted, "Great empire, talented people, can't find a better one than you? I have several people to recommend. ”

Song Zining said: “This is the time for the three armies to use their lives. Whoever is in charge must stay here and not retreat. If you fail, you must know what the crime is. You have any enemies to recommend, tell me. ”

The man's face rose red, he didn't stand, he didn't sit. Just about to tell a few scenes, Wei Guoguo muttered, "Jumping clown, I don't know! ”

The man knew that he had offended the anger of the people and sat down in the dust.

In fact, everyone knows that King Ding Xuan can't take it. Song Zining's inaccurate night vision is a rare enemy. There are only two people who have been injured in her hands. There are countless defeats from all roads. In order to defend the fortress, the commander's position is actually similar to putting a coffin behind his back.

And if this moment fails, the blame must be immense. Song Zining continued to sit still, after all, he had a brilliant previous battle record, enough to resist. That's not the kind of good thing a halfway person can do.

Besides, Song Zining has been inscribed among the top astronomers of the Empire. He can't even count the night eyes. Who dares to say that he can count?

When Song Zining was first compared to Lin Xitang, some of the young geniuses of the Empire's celestial mechanical sects had a lot of gossip, but after Ding Xuan Wang failed, it all went silent. Only the astronomers themselves understand the peril of the trajectory in front of the mighty at its peak.

There is no better strategy for the House of Representatives to come and go, and the Empire's floating capacity has reached its limit. Maintaining transport between doors and bases has been extremely strenuous, and no more mobile fleets can be drawn. In this case, there is at least a little advantage to defending the fortress against an offensive battle.

In the end, Song Zining has already prepared the necessary materials and put them together for discussion and adoption. Once the strategy is in place, no one will lose weight and material hardship. Therefore, Song Zining's resource requirements, all of which were successfully passed.

At the end of the military conference, many heads of household left at the first moment. Stay in the new world for a moment and risk a moment more. They are highly weighted and occupy important positions. At this critical juncture, once something happens, it must be a great loss, not greed or fear of death.

The military conference, which Song Zining placed at the base fortress, was also held to show them first-hand the brutality and brutality of the frontline fighting.

At this moment, both those who remain at the base and those who rush to the Empire are overwhelmed.

They knew that, once the fierce fortress offensive began, the Empire would still have a certain advantage, but the casualty war damage ratio at the outset would have been no return. It's the past war damage ratio, and it's holding people back a little bit.

At this point in the war, many are ready to accept any outcome.

From now on, every day a palpitating death list will be sent back to the Empire. People get used to finding the names of their loved ones.

However, there is a question that is always wandering in people's minds, at such a great price, is it worth it?

The real upper echelons of the empire, the higher kings and empires, as well as people in important positions like Song Zining, obviously know something, but they all shut up.

Where exactly does the central tunnel of the Black Sun Valley lead and what is inside it remain a mystery at this moment. The empire would rather pay such a tragic price than keep the Dark Race close to the Blackfire Pit, or at least keep the right of access to the Empire, to see the hidden secrets inside must be to an alarming extent.

The only good news is that soldier Song Zining remains undysfunctional. He does not intend to defend himself, but will establish a series of fortress groups, echoing each other. With the cover of the fortress group, the imperial small forces can manoeuvre and fight back. If this is not a one-sided beating, there is still hope in the war.

By this time, we can only trust Song Zining's military determination and talent.

On the front line, over the burning flames of the bears in the fortress, a sudden gust of wind accompanied by an astonishing cold air quickly extinguished the fire.

Night's Eyes were crowded by the Dark Powers and stepped onto the land that had been manned by Zhao Jundu.