Monarch of Evernight

Lord Minghai, Lord Wenyuan and all the generals came to the side of the thousand nights and waited for the next order. Thousands of eyes swept from them.

No matter who he is, whatever his origins, he has changed at this moment. Just like the demon army that Zhao Jundu himself brought out on that day, he is fearless and constantly breaks his own talent limit and grows indefinitely.

They were all a little strange. They saw it coming to an end. The last war was coming. Why didn't they just leave?

With a thousand nights at hand, the dark golden air illuminates a map of the central area, lit by a high, isolated peak next to the entrance.

“The final battlefield, right here. ”

“Nice location, easy to defend.” Literary justice.

“Near the crater, the mountain peaks are black-burned and made of the finest alloy, not a marquis, and cannot be destroyed at all. It is a natural battlefield, and the land remains unchanged.” Lord Minghai also said.

Lord Wenyuan added: "It is that there is no supply here, and I am afraid we will not last long in case the dark race does not siege. That's why we need to fight one more battle and get some supplies back. ”

“Yes, Imperial supply ships can't get this far. ”

Until the discussion was over, the thousand nights said: "Let's go, let's go to the place first. ”

On the big map of the air, a marching route emerged, almost a straight line, straight into the final battlefield reserved for thousands of nights. This route, equivalent to crossing through the gates of the central fortress of the Dark Race, depends on the size of the fortress, which, to say the least, must have 100,000 troops.

No one, however, objected to this route.

The troops set out again, not long after, and the outline of the Fortress appeared on the distant horizon. In the dark environment of the Black Sun Valley, the fortress is like a vast, unmatched, empty beast, sleeping on the earth.

Since the Imperial Warriors saw the fortress, the Fortress Guards naturally saw the force as well. The warrior in charge immediately reported, and the report was uploaded to the hierarchy and eventually reached the stronghold guard, the Duke of Blood Dominic.

Dominica was having lunch when the report came in. His identity and status are fully demonstrated by the eleven main dishes in front of him, filled with fine food on the long table. No matter where, no matter what the environment, noble lineage always focuses on every detail of life.

When the lieutenant saw the war paper, Dominica looked tired and cold-blooded: "Did you send it in the wrong place? Do you have any war papers you'd like to use with me? Didn't you see I was having lunch? ”

The deputy looked frightened, but said: "My lord Dominic, I am so sorry to bother you at dinner time. But this is the highest level of emergency warfare, and it still needs you to decide. ”

“Is there something you have to look for me, is the enemy in front of the fortress? ”

“In fact, they are passing through the gate. ”

“What?” Dominic was surprised and almost spilled the wine in his glass. He hid a bad idea in his heart and said: "Bring me the war paper. Show me. ”

Before the lieutenant could make a move, Dominic snatched his hand at the war paper and walked out of the restaurant to open it, scolding: “It's a slow move. ”

The deputy chased out of the restaurant and Dominic was nowhere to be found. Fortunately, he was well aware of Dominica's habits and went straight to the fortress gate. Indeed, Dominica was standing on the city floor, looking far away and gazing.

With his eyes, the deputy could only see the distant horizon, and a team of horses were heading towards the crater. It can be seen, however, that the force is small in number, about 2,000 or 3,000. Send out a marquis at random and double the number of direct units.

In the view of the deputy, the force walked like this with a slap in the face of all the holy blood races in the fortress, and it was very loud.

Even the Duke of Dominica himself could not overwhelm this stigma.

Dominic, however, looked thoughtful, and his anger and impulse faded away, culminating in a cold war.

He whisked his sleeve and said, "This is a matter of great importance. You write a war paper and send it to Her Majesty, at her discretion. The sooner the better! ”

"" When the war papers are finished, "said the deputy. ”

Dominic had a heavy face and drank: "Write if you want! Bullshit, I'll dip you in the blood pool and turn you into nutrients! ”

What else did the deputy want to say? He was pulled aside by a good colleague. When the Duke left, the man lowered his voice and said, "You idiot, the team is so small, you can hit here, and you don't want to think of any reason! ”

The deputy shouted, "Is it... that one? ”

“Who else could he have? He also has the storm. ”

The deputy suddenly said, “But the Duke can't lose to him! ”

“What if you lose? Write your report. I don't think your deputy can hold his position. ”

The deputy rushed off.

Outside the fortress, in the Imperial Army, Lord Wenyuan's eyes flashed, "These black bastards dare not fight! How dare you! ”

“The grown-ups must be scared. Now, my lord, hold the storm and wait for the idle duke. Who dares to die?” Lord Minghai also said.

"I don't know how fierce you and I will be in the last battle," said Lord Wenyuan. ”

Lord Minghai laughed: “How can it be so fierce that it is not to accompany adults? ”

“Exactly. ”

Lord Minghai and Lord Wenyuan laughed relatively loudly and were proud to make their own living.

After a deep glance at the fortress at night, without seeing any movement, he withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward. Instead, he did not know that the fortress was busy at the moment, not to fight for the whole army, but to hang his brains and write a report to Night Eyes.

How to write this war paper is very instructive. Night vision doesn't look at it right now, but it may turn up and look at it later. Even if she did not read it, there would always be members of parliament who would read it. When you ask, you can't say you're afraid of a thousand nights and the storm in his hand, so don't you dare go to war?

It is therefore of great importance that officials decide on this tactic, which is practically proficient for both imperial officials and eternal nobility.

This small force gradually dumps a huge fortress behind it, while the lonely peaks ahead and the black-fired columns in the sky become clearer, visible even to ordinary warriors.

Half a day later, he finally arrived at the foot of the Lone Peak.

The peak is not really high, it's less than a kilometer long, but it's flat, and it's the only high point. The peak topography is complex, with forested rocks everywhere. The outer surface of the rock near the side of the crater is rounded and clearly formed after a long period of blackflame ablation.

The location of the mountain is superior to that of Thousand Nights, and a wide passage to the crater is under the control of the mountain. Occupying the mountain peak would sever the link between the fortress and the crater, and all troops wishing to travel to the crater would be likely to be sniped by peak fire.

At this moment, the mountains are still burning, even the battles will be a little sweaty, the average warrior is a little unbearable. The harsh environment seems to be the reason why the Dark Races have not occupied this isolated peak.

But the Black Flame Column had a slight weakness on the day, and perhaps some time later, this lone peak could be staffed by ordinary fighters.

Seeing the surrounding environment, Ming Hai and Wenyuan are both very dense. Fighting in this environment requires much more material than is normally the case, and water alone will not last a few days.

Looking out into the sky for thousands of nights, a small spot appeared in the distant sky and flew in at high altitude. When it flew closer, Minghai and Manaburo saw that it was an empty giant beast. It's just dozens of power sails on the back of a void giant beast, a typical human floating boat propulsion technique, but it's kind of weird.

“Palace of the Spirit!” Minghai shouted.

It has long been a secret to possess the Palace of the Spirit of the Thousand Nights, and the air kick-off of the Battle of Floating Land, or to rely on the Palace of the Spirit of the Spirit to finally destroy two Grand Duke ships and lay a victory. It's just that the Spirit Palace is famous, but not many have seen it with their own eyes. Minghai and Manaburo also took a while to react.

The Palace of the Spirit progressed at a high altitude, causing a great deal of disturbance in the Fortress at night.

It just flew extremely high, far beyond the range of a fortress anti-aircraft gun. At the same time, the Everlasting Floating Boats are at a disadvantage, stopping at the Fortress are carriers whose expensive warships cannot afford to remain in the New World for long. The Dark Powers dare not lift anyone to challenge a giant ship of this level.

In the harsh environment of the Black Sun Valley, the sophisticated and complex the warships are, the sooner they are destroyed. Without special mobility requirements, fortifications don't need those premium goods.

The Yingling Palace traveled unhindered and came to the side of the Lone Peak, slowly landing.

When the hatch door opened, there was no anticipated army inside, only Carol dragged a few square meters of boxes and jumped.

“This is what you want. ”

I swept a few boxes at night and said, “That's good. ”

“And this, for a lot of money, finally got one.” Carol handed a very tightly packed little box to Thousand Nights.

“Whose? ”

“Should be the King of Everlasting Life. ”

Minghai and Manyuan face each other, listening to the meaning of the two people, this box contains a nuclear bomb containing the Force Force of the Everlasting King. It is self-evident for whom such a nuclear bomb was prepared. And what shocked them was that such a treasure could be left behind.

After a thousand nights of shooting in his hand, he sighed: "In a thousand years, how can the empire develop? There are inevitably some cavities. ”

“Inevitably, as long as the backbone remains intact, the big picture will not collapse.” Lord Wenyuan can see clearly.

Put away the magazine boxes for a thousand nights and make two right: “Your journey is over, and the Palace of the Spirit will send you back to your rear base. Come back to me seven days later, when the blackfire is gone. ”

“What?!” The Second Duke called out almost simultaneously.

“From now on, this is my war. You take the troops back. It's good to come here with me. Don't let them die at will. All right, let's get on board! ”

Thousands of nights have been very prestigious, and the Second Duke, though unwilling, does not know how to disobey his orders, as do other fighters. Carol waited impatiently and began to hasten. The dark weather was too harsh, the Spirit Palace was stronger, and staying for a moment would be a little riskier.

The Second Duke and the warriors slammed onto the Palace of the Spirit, and when the huge ship was emptied, everyone jumped into the starboard window and looked out.

At the peak of the thousand nights, a big flag was taken out, and a big night writing was written on it, with a sharp pen, and full of mastery. It's his own flag.

When the Palace of the Spirit entered the clouds, the flag had risen to the top of the mountain and the wind was flying!

Sitting under the banner for a thousand nights, waiting quietly for the arrival of the Dark Army.