To the west of the Floating Continent, the Empire's Western Route Army, which had been fighting steadily, finally became uneasy.

A major general flew in, walked straight into the center of the army, knelt on one knee, held the official envelope in both hands, and said: "Sir, this is an urgent message from Duke Youguo!"

In the middle, a middle-aged man with a short beard took the seal, opened it, and quickly glanced at it. He immediately became angry and said impatiently: "Using again! What's the use of urging? Don't I want to hurry up?"

Well, how the hell can you get up so fast now?"

At this moment, smoke was billowing in the distance, explosions were heard one after another, and a fierce battle was going on. A general next to him also felt unjust, "We penetrated three lines of defense in one day, how can we go faster? Who knows what the crazy black-blooded bastards are, don't think about it

Escape and still risk your life here. The life of his Zhao family is important, but the life of our brothers is not worth anything?"

Another more experienced general said slowly: "My lord, Zhao Jundu has such a great reputation that he is already in His Majesty's eyes. He cannot be treated completely as a member of the Zhao clan. If this thing is done well, it will be a great achievement. If it is done incorrectly, it will be a great achievement."

, I’m afraid all the previous hard work will be in vain.”

The former general glared and said: "What are you talking about! Your Excellency has already gone to the front line and returned injured, what else can you do?"

There were indeed faint blood stains oozing out from under the short-bearded man's shirt. Hearing the argument among his men, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Don't argue!"

When the generals were quiet, he looked at the front line for a moment and said: "Since the day we sent out troops, we have not encountered much resistance. It is just because I have always been cautious that the progress has been a little slow. But now the dark race has established several lines of defense.

It's the same every time

Beyond the natural chasm, I don’t remember them being able to show such military strength on the floating land. The general situation of the war must have changed a lot. And we have been blocked one after another along the way, so the situation on the middle road and the east road can be imagined. The situation in Baicheng

On the other side, the situation is even worse."

At this point, he paused and said in a deep voice: "This time, it is obvious that the dark race has a big plan! No matter what their plan is, as long as they march forward and penetrate the front line of defense, all their plans can be defeated

It's all in vain. Send my military order to attack with all your strength from now on. We must break through two more lines of defense before tonight!"

The fierce general said anxiously: "Commander, my brothers have just withdrawn from the front line. If we attack now, I'm afraid the casualties will be huge."

The short-bearded man's face sank and he said, "Why, are you scared?"

The fierce general blushed and said loudly: "When have I, Wang Dahai, ever been afraid of death? The commander-in-chief looks at it and leaves this line of defense in front of me!"

"Okay! If you fail, I will personally go into battle!"

The imperial army's offensive suddenly began. With the addition of a large number of fresh troops, the battle on the front line became extremely tense, and the number of casualties rose sharply.

Next to the short-bearded man, a veteran did not look at the front line, but looked at the distant sky. There, one after another Evernight transport ships appeared one after another, obviously setting up a new line of defense.

The veteran looked dissatisfied and said bitterly: "I really don't know what the big guys in the Imperial Guard Fleet are doing. Do they want to release the entire Yongye reinforcements?"

The short-bearded man looked up at the sky and said slowly: "Maybe their life is not easy either."

Outside the void, an Imperial battleship was besieging a Duke-class ship together with several battleships. The void was full of wreckage of battleships, and even some battleships were blown into two pieces in the middle, floating helplessly in the air.

The Duke's ship was extremely fierce. Although it was besieged and hit constantly, it fought to the death. The large and small cannons on the battleship kept firing and fought back desperately. Wherever its main gun was pointed, the imperial warships there would have to fire.

Dodge immediately, not even a battleship dares to block it.

On the bridge of the battleship, an elderly admiral of the Guards Fleet looked solemn and kept giving orders, trying to find the opponent's weaknesses in order to strike a fatal blow.

At this time, an officer rushed into the bridge and shouted: "General Wu! Another transport fleet appeared from the side and rear!"

what to do?

All the officers' eyes fell on the veteran's face. General Wu's cheeks twitched and he looked at the Grand Duke's ship, which was still fighting to the death in front of him. He was silent for a moment, then punched the console hard, gritted his teeth and said: "Keep fighting! Give it to me.

Sink this thing in front of you!"

The officers immediately returned to their respective posts and attacked desperately. However, they all understood what General Wu's order meant. Letting go of the transport fleet meant that the battle on the floating land would be a bit more difficult. When the war is over,

Those in charge of the various armies on the ground, especially the Zhao clan, will never let General Wu go.

However, his squadron was tightly entangled with the Duke's ship. No one dared to turn the stern of the ship against such an opponent before sinking the opponent.

If you insist on intercepting the transport fleet, there is only one way, which is to send some battleships to tightly entangle the Duke's battleship, while the main battleships turn to intercept the transport fleet with all their strength, and then return to the battlefield after a quick battle.

But except for the main battleship, other battleships are basically dead ends against the Duke's ship. In the short time it took to eat the transport ships, some of the empire's battleships were bound to be sunk.

General Wu has known the captains of each battleship for many years. How can you make such a decision to let these people who are also your colleagues and friends die? The old general has been in the Guards Fleet for more than thirty years, and he has never

I have encountered such a difficult decision.

Yongye had already placed a bet on a ducal fleet on the gambling table, but the empire, or at least General Wu himself, could not or was unwilling to provide equal chips. Without chips, the war situation on the ground could only be allowed to worsen.

In other words, General Wu is betting on ground troops.

The same difficult decision was placed not only in front of General Wu, but also in front of other squadron commanders of the Guards Fleet. Some people made the same choice, while others brazenly cut off their arms and intercepted the transport fleet at all costs.

The Yongye side should have been at a disadvantage in the fleet battle, but now fleets of fleets are constantly appearing in outer space. Obviously, this cannot be a fleet temporarily transferred from the mainland, but has long been ambushed near the battlefield.

Now no one can bother to complain about why the military’s intelligence system has such a big mistake, but it actually knows nothing about the movements of such a large Yongye fleet. And Yongye is ruthless enough, with so many troops in the early stages of the war.

They didn't invest any effort and allowed the ground troops to be completely defeated.

The three fleets of the Imperial Guard have been divided into squadrons, and they are once again fighting fiercely with the Evernight Fleet throughout outer space, competing for control of outer space. Most squadron commanders, based on years of experience, choose to annihilate the effective forces of the Evernight Fleet first.

, and then intercept the transport fleet.

Their choice cannot be said to be wrong, but it will greatly increase the pressure on the floating land forces. If you are in Baicheng, you will see a steady stream of sky transport ships, and it seems that there will never be an end in sight.

Qianye no longer remembers how many people he has killed. His limbs that have always been functioning smoothly are gradually becoming numb. Killing has become a mechanical and instinctive reaction. Due to the long-term boiling blood state, there are traces of blood coming from the blood core.

Stinging pain. The crystal grains mixed in the blood core tissue have been consumed a lot and become dull.

But in front of him, there were still so many dark races.

Qianye suddenly felt a trance and looked around, but could no longer see any comrades.

Where are they? Are they all dead? Where are the reinforcements? Are they coming soon or not at all? Questions arise uncontrollably in my consciousness.

The trance was interrupted by the pain in his body. Qianye did not look back. He casually slashed the werewolf that attacked him into two pieces with a backhand sword.

But this time the wound was a little more painful. When he looked down, he saw a big gash under his ribs, and the werewolf's claws and half of his arm were still hanging on the wound. The sharp claws were firmly nailed to his ribs.

Fortunately, Qianye's physique was strong enough to start changing his bones, so his ribs were not broken.

Qianye took a deep breath and forcibly activated the blood core. He suddenly felt refreshed and his eyes glowed again. The dark race is naturally sensitive, especially when it comes to tyrannical power. They felt that Qianye's body was beginning to boil and surge again.

The power and arrogance were suddenly reduced a lot.

However, the truly powerful people faintly sensed some instability in Qianye's aura. The strength at this moment was more understood as a reflection of the light. All the powerful people waiting for opportunities around Qianye were not decreasing but increasing.

Doyle and Teague have been paying attention to the battle situation on Qianye's side. No matter how fierce the battle, the two military commanders remained motionless and never showed any signs of ending.

Teague would occasionally look at Doyle, but no matter how tragic the werewolf casualties were, there was no expression on Doyle's face.

Seeing that Qianye was on the verge of collapse, Teague couldn't help but feel a little eager to try again, and said: "Sir Doyle, do you think he can launch another attack like that just now?"

"Would you know if you go over and try?"

Teague hesitated, secretly checked his body, and finally stood still.

Seeing that neither Teague nor Doyle had any intention of ending, Qianye suddenly straightened his body, stretched his light wings behind him, and shot out a light feather, which instantly sank into the chest of a vampire marquis in the outer circle.

The Marquis yelled, turned around and ran away. But just as he was about to escape from the White City, he fell to the ground and could no longer move. From the beginning to the end, there was no blood on his body and no visible blood.

Wound.

Teague's eyelids twitched several times.

He had already been hit by the original spear, and now he was just barely able to sustain his injuries. In fact, his physical fitness and defensive capabilities were not much better than that of the Marquis. If he had been hit by the original spear, he would probably have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Teague glanced at Doyle, his eyes full of fear. He didn't know if the unpredictable werewolf Duke saw that Qianye had something to hold back, or if he just got lucky and guessed it.

At this moment, there was a faint flash of red light in Doyle's hand. Teague, who was extremely sensitive to blood, instantly sensed that the red light was actually blood, and the power of blood was so vast and deep that even the deputy duke trembled.

.

Doyle finally moved slightly at this moment, looked towards the battlefield, and said: "Finally, we have achieved results. But now we need to add more strength. Mr. Teague, it is time for us to end."

Teague nodded and followed Doyle towards Baicheng.

In Baicheng, Song Zining had just successfully repelled a wave of attacks and returned to the temporary position when he suddenly saw a corpse in the corner of the room. The corpse's face was covered by a shirt, but the body shape and legs showed that it was a young girl.

There were only a few young girls in Baicheng. Song Zining's heart suddenly sank. He strode over and opened his shirt. Looking at the childish face, there was a bitter taste in his mouth.
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