Monarch of Evernight: 151 **** battle to the end

bsp;Under the strict military law, no matter who is a private soldier or anyone else, no matter how strong their background is or their unruly personality, they no longer dare to show their strength in front of Zhao Jundu.

Zhao Jundu made it clear that anyone who dared to disobey would be killed on the spot and put on the death list. Even if you reason after the war, the person is already dead, so what's the use of reasoning? Moreover, when a general goes on an expedition, he already has a death quota to maintain military discipline. If it is written on it, it will not only affect him.

Under the prestige, Zhao Jundu intercepted thousands of warriors who could still fight from this remnant army and added them to the fortress garrison. As a result, the density of the fortress defenders increased significantly.

The dilapidated aerospace ships left with the seriously wounded. They had to return to the main base first, and then carry the seriously injured back to the empire from the main base.

Zhao Jundu walked up to the top of the city and looked at Yongye Camp in the distance, his eyebrows gradually furrowed.

At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded from the watchtower: "The dark race! The dark race is coming!"

On the distant horizon, a gray-black tide appeared, rolling in. From the Yongye Camp in the distance, countless signal flares were launched into the sky, and soon several floating warships rose from the camp, slowly coming with the army.

A general swallowed his saliva and said: "Damn, even the gunboats were dispatched. This is a huge investment!"

Zhao Jundu raised his eyebrows slightly, still standing like a mountain.

The dark army finally surged down the mountain like a tidal wave, and immediately set off huge waves in the sky, hitting the fortress hard!

Faced with countless spider demons and vampire warriors rushing up, Zhao Jundu suddenly stopped shouting, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which instantly shocked both the enemy and us so that no sound could be heard in the ears of both the enemy and us!

He suddenly bowed, shot forward, and hit the vanguard of the dark race army!

In an instant, hundreds of dark warriors were knocked into the sky and thrown hundreds of meters away. Then several green and black rays of light shot out, catching up with several viscounts in the air and cutting them in half.

The front line of a hundred thousand soldiers was blocked by Zhao Jundu and stopped for a moment.

After killing the morale of the dark race, Zhao Jundufang flew back to the city, with blazing black flames burning all over his body, like a demon descending from the sky.

It's just a battle between large armies, with its own rules and regulations, and it only moves according to orders. Even though the energy of the dark warriors in front was taken away by them, the warriors from behind still surged in, pushing them to the foot of the fortress and into the range of fire.

The bullets rained down on them, and it would be death if they did not charge, so the dark warriors once again aroused their ferocity and rushed towards the fortress.

The brutal fighting began.

The number of the dark army is so great that it cannot be deployed in front of the fortress. So the huge servant spiders surrounded the two wings in groups, and they were covered with werewolves, vampires, and even demons.

These giant servant spiders, which are three to four meters high, move like wind. They can walk on any terrain like flat ground. Even if there are dozens of fully armed warriors hanging on them, they will not slow down at all.

The rapid-fire cannon on the fortress turret immediately turned and aimed at the Servant Spider. Servant spiders are also very intelligent and can move forward quickly.

However, the fortress is equipped with rapid-fire cannons that are usually used on aerial ships, and the gunners are elites selected from the entire imperial army. They shoot accurately and hard, and in the blink of an eye, every spider is torn apart by the gunfire It was shattered, and the soldiers on board suffered heavy casualties.

In the blink of an eye, the first wave of nearly a hundred servant spiders that rushed in were slaughtered, and thousands of warriors were turned into corpses.

The commander of the dark race seemed not to have expected that the firepower in the fortress would be so strong. A moment later, two more groups of servant spiders rushed out and outflanked the two wings. At the same time, the army pressed forward and spread out along the outer wall of the fortress, naturally outflanking it. .

When encountering the Servant Spider again, the rapid-fire cannons in the fortress will naturally not be idle, pouring out bullets as hard as they can. But this time the results were greatly reduced.

The dark race changed their formation, and for every number of servant spiders, there was a viscount accompanying them. They tried their best to intercept the shells, and more than half of the shells were intercepted in the air. Those that penetrated and intercepted were also weakened by the field and their power was reduced.

The results of this round of shelling were greatly reduced. It often took several times the ammunition to kill a servant spider. When the two servant spider armies met behind the fortress, less than a hundred servant spiders were killed.

Another force composed of nearly a thousand servant spiders bypassed the fortress far away and penetrated into the middle area between the fortress and the main base at the rear. This unit carried a large amount of supplies and looked like it was going to build fortifications on the spot.

At the top of the fortress, a general rushed over. He found Zhao Jundu and said anxiously: "Sir, they are trying to surround the area for reinforcements!"

Zhao Jundu just looked at the enemy in front of him and said without looking back: "Let them go."

"What?" The general could hardly believe his ears.

Zhao Jundu finally turned around and said, "I said, let them go."

"You have to use heavy artillery to stop it, right?"

"Limited ammunition, blast the enemy from the front."

"But..."

"Do you think there will be reinforcements?"

The general opened his mouth and his expression changed several times. He was close to the core and knew that the situation on the entire battlefield was tense and that every point was busy with itself.

Then his expression turned resolute and he said loudly: "I understand, sir! Don't worry, sir, I will fight the black-blooded **** to the end regardless of whether there are reinforcements or not!"

Zhao Jundu said: "Very good! But remember, you must live well first. We may not lose this battle."

The general saluted and ran back to his position.

Zhao Jundu suddenly pulled out his long sword, took a step forward, and chopped off the head of a spider demon who had just climbed the city wall. At the same time, he took out a short gun and fired several shots in the air. With every gunshot, a viscount flying in the air fell down.

After a few shots, no one dared to be so arrogant as to take off rashly, and they all stayed on the ground to attack.

Zhao Jundu has an innate talent that is sure to hit him. Lifting into the air in front of him is no different than seeking death.

Press all the enemies to the ground, and the fortress's fort towers from a high position, and can pour out artillery fire with all its strength, desperately reducing the offensive firepower of the dark race. At this time, Zhao Jundu had already rushed into the enemy's formation. Wherever he passed, black flames were everywhere, harvesting the lives of the dark race.

The emperor's soldiers lined up in a line to fight to the death with the dark race. Everyone knows that if you take one step back, you will be doomed. Even those who are greedy for life and fearful of death will fight to the death. Even if they are stabbed several times, they will not retreat.

In this way, thousands of imperial defenders turned into a fortress of flesh and blood, resisting ten times the enemy's attack.

I don’t know how long the fight lasted, but I only know that the sun in the sky is slowly moving and getting dim.

Zhao Jundu suddenly returned to the head of the fortress, casually chopped down several strong men of the dark race who had climbed onto the city wall, came to the formation, threw down two heads, and said calmly: "Hang up, one Marquis, one Marquis of Strength."

After saying that, he turned around and left, the blazing black fire burning all the way, and entered the army formation of the dark race.

At this time, a long row of heads had been hung on the tower.

When Zhao Jundu returned again, countless werewolves and spider demons were crowded outside the city tower. With a scolding, he swept his sword across, and the black flames swept across the entire place like a whip, instantly igniting hundreds of dark warriors. Clear the area in front of the city tower, and a general comes out of the city tower.

Zhao Jundu frowned and said, "How come it's like this? Where are your people?"

The general pointed behind him and said, "That's all, sir."

Behind him, there were about a dozen people standing here and there, most of them leaning on something to barely stand. Zhao Jundu still remembered that when he just left, there seemed to be hundreds of defenders. Unexpectedly, when they came back after a sudden attack, only this few people were left.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of cannon fire, and several streams of fire flew across the sky. In the sky above the military formation of the dark race, several floating warships lined up and focused their fire on the fortress turrets.

Under the ground-to-air fire exchange, each suffered damage, and the turrets were destroyed one by one. Two of the Yongye floating battleships also burned and crashed. There was a violent explosion when they landed, killing an unknown number of dark race warriors.

At this time, the number of defenders in the fortress was less than half of the original number, and a thick circle of dark race corpses fell around the fortress.

Zhao Jundu no longer needs to rush into the battle. There are enemies everywhere on the city wall, and many Yongye strongmen have broken into the fortress. However, they discovered that the interior of the fortress was extremely densely packed, every house was a fortification, and there might be an ambush at every corner. In the blink of an eye, they fell into a nightmare-like street battle.

A group of vampire warriors rushed into a barracks and suddenly found several humans in the room. Both sides pointed their guns at each other and froze for a moment. No matter who shoots first, they will both die together.

"What are you afraid of! They are immortal species, they are more afraid of death than us!" A soldier suddenly screamed strangely, raised his gun and fired!

After a burst of fierce gunfire, only a few Imperial soldiers were left in the room.

The soldier who fired first gasped for air, and then said ecstatically: "How is it, what I said? They are more afraid of death than us!"

The surviving soldier next to him looked at him with a strange expression. The soldier felt something. When he looked down, he realized that his lower body had long been missing. He was probably hit by the large-caliber hand cannon from the opposite side.

He forced a smile and said: "I, when I died, I was not... scared..."

The few surviving soldiers did not care about taking care of the bodies of their comrades, and another dark race warrior rushed in. Another fierce battle broke out.

Before the gunfire ended, a third wave of enemies was attracted. After a while, the room was finally quiet. The dark race walked out of it, but there were three waves of nearly a hundred warriors, and only less than ten came out in the end.

Similar battles were staged in every room in the fortress, with casualties on both sides rising sharply.

In the dark race military formation, an old demon-born Duke frowned as he watched his troops enter the fortress one by one, and then disappeared into the sea, never to be heard again.

A count rushed over and said in a low voice: "My lord, the vampire Count Silol refuses to fight!"

"Is that so?" The Duke was surprisingly not angry.

The demon Earl hesitated and said, "Sir, I still want to remind you about the identity of Earl Silol."

"I think that instead of considering his identity, we should first consider the punishment we will receive after we are defeated. No matter what method you use, whether you use your mouth or a knife, let him go to the battlefield!"

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