Monarch of Evernight: Fifty-nine Endless Sacrifice

bsp;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!"

A middle-aged man with a short beard in the middle 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? I am handsome. Don’t you want to go fast, but how the **** can you go fast now?”

At this moment, smoke is billowing in the distance, explosions are coming one after another, and a fierce battle is taking place. A general next to him also had a sense of injustice, "We broke through three lines of defense in one day, how can we be faster? Who knows what the black-blooded **** are going crazy about, they are still risking their lives here without even thinking about escaping. The lives of his Zhao clan It’s life, but our brother’s life is not worth anything?”

Another more mature 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. It is a great achievement if this thing is done well. If things go wrong, I’m afraid all the 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 is there to do?"

There was indeed a faint blood stain oozing out from under the short-bearded man's shirt. Hearing the argument among his men, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Stop arguing!"

When the generals were quiet, he looked forward for a moment and said: "Since the day we sent out troops, we haven't encountered much resistance. It's just that because I have always been cautious, the progress has been a little slow. But now the dark race has deployed several Each line of defense is like crossing a natural chasm. I don't remember them being able to show such military strength on the floating land. The situation of the battle must have changed a lot, and our road has been blocked one after another, so the middle road and the east road have been blocked. The situation in Baicheng 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, they can be defeated All the plans were in vain. Send us the military order to attack with all our 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.

Beside the short-bearded man, a veteran did not look at the front line, but looked at the distant sky. There, Eternal Night transport ships kept appearing one after another, obviously setting up new lines of defense.

The veteran looked dissatisfied and said with hatred: "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 and several battleships were besieging a Duke-class ship. The void is full of battleship wreckage, and there are even battleships that have been 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 refused to retreat. The large and small naval guns on the battleship kept firing and fought back desperately. Wherever its main gun is pointed, the Imperial battleships there have to dodge immediately, and even the battleships dare not 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 that was still fighting in front of him. He was silent for a moment, then punched the control panel hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Keep fighting! Let me sink this thing in front of you!"

The officers immediately returned to their respective posts and attacked desperately. But they all understood what General Wu's order meant. Letting go of the transport fleet means that the battle on the floating land will be a bit more difficult. When the war ends, those in charge of the various armies on the ground, especially the Zhao clan, will never let General Wu go.

But his squadron was tightly entangled by 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 ship, there is only one way, which is to send some warships to tightly entangle the Duke warship, while the main warships 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 battleships, other battleships are basically dead ends against the Duke's ship. In the short time it took to eat the fleet of 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 such a decision be made to allow these people who are also colleagues and friends to die? The old general has been joining the Guards Fleet for more than thirty years and has never faced such a difficult decision.

Yong Ye has already placed a bet on a ducal fleet on the gambling table, but the empire, or at least General Wu himself, cannot or is unwilling to offer equal chips. Without chips, the situation on the ground can only be allowed to worsen. In other words, General Wu is betting on ground troops.

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

The Yongye side should have been at a disadvantage in the fleet battle, but now fleets are constantly appearing in the outer space. This obviously 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 they actually know nothing about the movements of such a large Evernight Fleet. And Yong Yefang was ruthless enough. With so many troops, he did not invest at all in the early stages of the war, allowing the ground troops to be completely defeated.

The three fleets of the Imperial Guard have been divided into one squadron, and they are once again fighting fiercely with the Yongye Fleet throughout outer space, competing for control of outer space. Based on years of experience, most squadron commanders chose 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 surface troops. 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 had always been functioning smoothly are gradually becoming numb. Killing has become a mechanical and instinctive reaction. Due to the long-term boiling blood state, the blood core is full of A slight tingling sensation. The crystal grains mixed in the blood core tissue have been consumed a lot and are dull.

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

Qianye suddenly felt a little dazed. He 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 floated unchecked 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.

It's just that the wound hurt a little more this time. When he looked down, he saw a big **** 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 the 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 forced his blood core to run. He suddenly became energetic and his eyes regained their light. Dark races are naturally sensitive, especially to tyrannical forces. They felt that Qianye's body was beginning to boil with power again, and his arrogance suddenly decreased a lot.

But the truly strong people could faintly feel some instability in Qianye's aura. The strength at this moment was more understood as a reflection of the light. All the powerful men waiting for opportunities around Qianye are 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 was, 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 do the same attack again now?"

"Would you know if you go there and try it?"

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 as soon as he could barely escape from Baicheng, he fell to the ground and never moved again. From beginning to end, there was no blood or wounds on his body.

Teige's eyelids twitched a few times.

He has already been hit by the original spear, and now he is just barely holding on to his injuries. In fact, his physical fitness and defensive capabilities are not much better than that of the Marquis. If he had been hit by this original spear, he would probably have been seriously injured even if he wasn't dead.

Teague glanced at Doyle, his eyes full of fear. He didn't know whether the unpredictable werewolf Duke saw that Qianye had something to hold back, or whether he was just lucky enough to guess.

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

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

Tig 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 face of the corpse was covered by the 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 lifted up his shirt. Looking at the childish face, there was a bitter taste in his mouth.

Lying there was the nineteenth princess.