Monarch of Evernight: Twenty-two battles

bsp;"A little too much strength?" Wei Bainian said in a confused tone. He had seen Qianye competing with his own guards in martial arts. The martial arts skills of ordinary people in the army were not inferior to the fighting skills of the aristocratic family in Qianye's hands. How could such a person do it? You may not be able to control your own power. But he reacted immediately, looked at Qianye up and down, and said: "You didn't advance, but your strength suddenly became stronger?"

"It seems so." Qianye nodded, and then felt that his right leg was very uncomfortable, sore and itchy, as if there were countless ants crawling inside, so he couldn't help but move again. With a click, the floor beneath Qianye's feet shattered, leaving a big hole.

Wei Bainian reacted quickly, extending a yellow force light to help Qianye stabilize his body. Otherwise, if he staggered around a few times, the room would be completely unusable.

Wei Bainian looked at his hands, his face became quite strange, "How much stronger is your power?" His force was released as if it were real, and he could feel Qianye's current strength with one stroke. The increase in strength in such a short period of time is really astonishing.

Of course Qianye himself has no answer. This change is brought about by the new dark gold blood. When it takes over the pupil rune, Qianye clearly feels that his body has started a new cycle. The strengthening is still continuing.

Seeing Qianye's confused expression, Wei Bainian smiled and shook his head, saying: "This is a good thing. Most people can't get obvious physical strengthening until they advance to the warrior stage. Only those with outstanding talents or special skills will gain more strength at each level. One or two more opportunities. Your Chenxi Qiming talent has always been superior to your peers, so it’s not surprising that it has such benefits, but you must seize the time to train more and adapt to the new power as soon as possible.”

"Go ahead, the next battle is expected to start within two or three days." Wei Bainian thought for a while and then ordered: "When you go to the battlefield this time, remember to bring some auxiliary personnel."

On the battlefield, a slight difference can lead to a thousand miles difference. Every time is the difference between life and death. There is no room for any mistakes. If Qianye doesn't get familiar with his new power right away, it will become very dangerous.

Qianye nodded in agreement. He felt Wei Bainian's concern as an elder. However, Huang Quansheng's philosophy is to support war through war, and no training can yield faster benefits than real combat with real swords and guns.

The pre-war episode passed like this. Three days later, hundreds of dark troops appeared outside Black Mud Town. There were still no cannon fodder, and they were all regular soldiers.

After the last battle in Heinii Town, all the outer fortifications were reduced to ruins, and most of the buildings in the town were completely destroyed. Although they have made every effort to repair them in the past few days, they can only maintain a superficial appearance.

For example, the original town gate and tower had long been razed to the ground during the battle between Brahms and Wei Bainian. Now only rows of sharpened wooden fences have been erected on the ruins to serve as a line of defense. The city walls in other areas were also damaged everywhere. In some places, entire sections collapsed, and the gaps could only be filled with logs.

So when Sodo.Split Soul walked out of the swamp, what he saw was a dilapidated black mud town, which was worse than a large human settlement. In the eyes of this three-meter-tall werewolf with dark gray fur all over his body, those fortifications could not be called fortresses at all, and they were barely considered roadblocks.

A werewolf lieutenant colonel ran over, gave Sodo a military salute, and reported: "It has been confirmed that the defenders in the town ahead are the official troops of the Human Expeditionary Force. In addition, this area is filled with the smell of blood. The aura of Lord Viscount Brahms and his soldiers.”

Sodo snorted and said: "So, that brainless idiot Brahms was indeed wiped out?"

"That should be the case. General Sodo, do we have to wait for reinforcements?"

Sodo snorted again and said coldly: "What are you waiting for? After the intelligence was sent back, there have been no new orders from the superiors. Besides, the lord we are going to meet with is the powerful Earl of the Monroe family. You know very well the consequences of delaying the deadline." He pointed at Heini Town and said, "Do you want me to report that I was dragged here by such a pile of junk?"

The lieutenant colonel couldn't help but lower his head. Even when the werewolves and vampires joined forces, there would be a lot of friction and dissatisfaction with each other. But Monroe is different. This surname is not only one of the thirteen clans of the Blood Clan, but also has a place in the entire dark world. A Earl of Monroe's strength is enough to make even a proud werewolf respect him.

"Although Brahms is not very smart, his strength is there. Even I am not sure that he will defeat him. This area is only a third-level defense zone for a division of the expeditionary force, with at most one or two generals. , How can they not pay the price for killing Brahms? Now they are probably bluffing." At this point, Sodo raised his head to the sky and let out a long wolf howl!

A circle of dark red fluctuations quickly spread out with Sodo as the center. The manes of all the werewolves stood up instantly, and dark red bloodthirsty light appeared on the surface of their bodies.

After a war cry, Sodo let out another howl. This is an order for the entire army to attack.

Hundreds of werewolves howled one after another, then fell to the ground and rushed towards Black Mud Town at full speed. In front of their lightning speed, the distance of several hundred meters was covered in an instant.

Dazzling fireballs suddenly appeared among the running werewolves, and the roar of heavy artillery sounded in the air. More than a dozen werewolves immediately flew up and fell out in the opposite direction. Two of the unlucky ones were directly hit by the cannonballs, and what flew up were severed limbs and wolf heads.

However, this casualty is completely insignificant compared to the entire army. Instead of slowing down, the werewolves all began to charge. The powerful commanders slowed down and turned their attention to the fort.

When the second round of heavy artillery shells came, most of them were exploded in the air by the commanders. Only three successfully landed, killing and injuring several werewolf warriors. This was the total result of the heavy artillery.

Watching the vanguard soldiers rushing into the town, Sodo finally moved and strode towards Black Mud Town. This werewolf general liked to dig out the hearts of his enemies with his own hands.

A werewolf captain rushed onto the city wall brazenly, swept away the expeditionary soldiers in front with a sweeping claw, and jumped directly into the town. He took two quick steps and suddenly stopped. Ten meters ahead, Qianye was walking out of the house next to him, blocking the way of the werewolf captain.

The werewolf captain trembled all over, his mane standing on end. The young man in front of him is not strong even by human standards, but the heavy armor roughly tied to the warrior uniform is clearly a part of the Nerubian heavy armor, and the warhammer he is holding in his hand is only made by the Nerubian commander. Style used. That thing is too heavy, and even commander-level werewolves rarely choose this style.

The subconscious sense of danger made the werewolf captain take off the tomahawk from his back. Werewolves are not beasts after all. In life and death situations, weapons are still more reliable than claws and teeth.

The werewolf captain roared and rushed towards Qianye at full speed.

Qianye's movements seemed a little slow, even clumsy. He just turned up the war hammer and smashed it head-on at the charging werewolf captain.

When the hammer head was raised and pointed towards the sky, an unusually high-pitched scream suddenly erupted. The werewolf captain couldn't believe his ears. It was clearly a blunt weapon, so why did it make the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air! Instinct drove him to roar wildly and dance his battle ax desperately to block the blow.

Only half of Qianye's attention is on the werewolf captain. The joints of his limbs are still sore and itchy, and there is also a sense of swell of energy, as if he needs to vent his power to feel better. He held the hammer in both hands, and the crimson-red war hammer landed accurately on the werewolf's war ax.

The second-level battle ax that used to be extremely hard was as soft as freshly baked bread at this moment. It collapsed upon contact and deformed like melted butter, while the hammer fell without any hindrance.

The next thing to transform is the werewolf's head and body.

Qianye's hammer hit the bottom, and a deep pit appeared on the long bluestone road. The werewolf captain and his battle ax were smashed deep into the bottom of the pit, turning into a mass of metal and flesh. Something that goes together.

Qianye himself was also surprised. Pure strength plus the force could be so powerful? For three days, although he had been training to master new powers, it was still difficult to control the power of his shots because his body had not stopped changing.

However, according to past common sense, power must be continuously vented during this process, and it is best to use full force in every blow, so that the body can completely remember the current situation and adapt.

The battlefield is the best whetstone.

Qianye picked up the heavy hammer and started looking for the next battlefield. Several werewolves were fighting fiercely with a group of expeditionary force soldiers. The strongest among them suddenly raised his head to the sky, sniffed hard, then his mane stood up, and he turned his head to look to the left vigilantly. In that direction, Qianye had just turned around the corner of the street and was walking towards him with somewhat staggering steps.

As soon as the werewolf saw Qianye, the roar in his mouth suddenly turned into a whimper. After moaning a few times, he suddenly threw away his opponent and turned around to run away. The other werewolves were also alarmed. They all looked at Qianye and ran away together.

Qianye couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at himself. He was covered in gunpowder smoke and blood stains. There was nothing special about him. This is a battlefield, where is the strong smell of blood?

Qianye walked up to the expeditionary force and was about to ask about the situation of the battle. Suddenly, he saw that all of these soldiers were pale and looked at him with shrinking and frightened eyes. Some simply fell back and fainted.

"What's going on with you?" Qianye asked politely. He actually fainted on the battlefield. This kind of behavior cannot be justified no matter what the reason is.

A captain gritted his teeth and took a step forward, and said tremblingly: "Captain Qianye... Sir, I don't know why, we are just... afraid."

Qianye frowned and calmed down his breath, and the expressions of the soldiers turned better. Now Qianye became extremely confused. It seemed that the problem was with him, but if it was pressure, he had not yet reached the level of a warrior, and he did not feel that the force breath he released was any different from before.

Qianye waved his hand and asked these warriors to go to another weak link area for reinforcements, while he walked towards a spider demon not far away. This was the first level seven spider demon. When he sensed Qianye's approach and turned around to see him, he actually took two steps back.