Monarch of Evernight: Seventy-Two Strikers

bsp;"Human beings are still increasing their troops, and now their ground forces have a considerable advantage. What are they going to do? Are they really going to fight a full-scale war?" Loxa said.

Medanzo said slowly: "Maybe they found something remarkable in the Sleep of the Behemoth."

"If this is the case, then we must stop all retreat operations and call back the tribes that have retreated."

Medanzuo shook his head and said: "Forget about those who have already evacuated. The first group to leave may have almost reached the upper continent. We still have a lot of troops on hand, and we are here, those who What tricks can humans play? Even if they have any conspiracy, Her Majesty Lilith will arrive as soon as possible."

Loksa looked gloomy and said: "Human beings have always been known for their cunning. They will naturally be prepared for anything we can think of. I am afraid that something unexpected will happen and Her Majesty Lilith may not be able to come back in time."

Medanzo immediately sneered: "With the power of the great Queen of the Night, what kind of conspiracy can work in front of her?"

Loxa said meaningfully: "That's not necessarily true!"

Medanzuo's face suddenly darkened, but he did not have an attack. He just gave Roxa a cold look. Anyone who knows him well knows that this means the true wrath of the Sunless King. However, his anger did not seem to deter Roxa. The spider demon warlord's brows remained unmoved, still looking at the imperial camp opposite, thoughtfully.

On the airship take-off and landing ground in the Imperial Chinese Army Camp, which is only used by senior officers, two small black aerostats are ready to take off. Although they are small in size, they have a streamlined appearance and look like a black metal texture. The sail, at first glance, has excellent performance. What is particularly eye-catching is the Cloud Pattern emblem on the boat, which is the ship of the Guards Thunder Cavalry.

At this moment, the entire airship landing site and the surrounding passages are under martial law. Only the Thunder Cavalry Guards are present, and even Zhang Boqian's "Iron Armored Corps" are not allowed to enter.

Lin Xitang walked out of the independent passage connected to the main tent. He was wearing a wide robe with long sleeves, and his silver hair was flying in the wind. He already had an ethereal atmosphere that was not ordinary. Gu Tuohai accompanied Lin Xitang on board the floating ship and stood side by side in front of the porthole, but Zhang Boqian never showed up.

The floating ship slowly lifted into the sky, as steady as flat ground. As the altitude continued to climb, not only the Imperial Camp, but also the Sleep of Behemoths came into view. The Evernight Camp opposite the Sleep of Behemoths was also vaguely visible.

Gu Tuohai looked worried and suddenly sighed: "I just hope everything goes smoothly this time and there won't be any more trouble."

Lin Xitang smiled faintly and said: "This is a conspiracy. Even if they have some guesses, they will never believe it. They will definitely be involved in my situation. By then, the situation will be in my hands. The Empire's hand."

Gu Tuohai, however, was not happy. He still said with a gloomy face: "Even so, you can't trap her in that game. There will always be a time to break out of the game."

Lin Xitang seemed confident: "By the time she breaks out of the situation, it will be too late."

Gu Tuohai paused and said: "Alas! That's not what I'm talking about. Once this game is broken, how can you not be affected?"

"Don't worry about little things."

Gu Tuohai glared and said, "Is it such a small thing to be related to the Queen of the Night?"

Lin Xitang smiled and did not answer, the aerostat continued to rise into the air, and then quickly moved away.

Qianye is currently standing in the Zhao clan camp, going to see Zhao Xuanji. He suddenly raised his head and saw two aerostats taking off from Zhang Boqian's Chinese army. With the vision of an ultra-long-range sniper, he could vaguely catch a glimpse of the Cloud Atlas emblem.

Qianye's heart moved slightly. Although others thought that the thunder cavalry guards in the main tent of King Qingyang only played a role as a guard of honor on behalf of the imperial family, Song Zining had met Lin Xitang, and these imperial guards should be more likely to come. Protect the Imperial Marshal. Thinking of that person, Qianye sighed in his heart and continued to move forward, following the personal guards into Zhao Xuanji's command tent.

As soon as he saw Qianye, Zhao Xuanji stood up from behind the case and asked, "How was the matter handled?"

"Everything has been dealt with, so come back and resume your life."

Zhao Xuanji nodded and said: "You came back just in time. I have something difficult to decide. Our Zhao clan currently has a private army of 10,000 people and a floating squadron. The floating fleet is under the unified command and deployment of the empire. , let’s not talk about it for now. The rest of the private army is divided into three types: forward, field and mobile. Jundu is in charge of one mobile battalion, Junhong is in charge of one field battalion, and I lead five battalions. It’s just that there are still three battalions that don’t have a suitable commander. I wonder if you are interested in taking charge of the first battalion?”

Qianye did not agree immediately, but asked: "Why do we have to follow the army this time?"

The tactics on large-scale battlefields are completely different from those in small-scale battles. Generally speaking, in battles involving more than 100,000 people, there is a strict distinction between battles of the strong and positional battles.

For example, generals such as Qianye and Zhao Jundu who have ultra-long-range sniper capabilities and obvious advantages in personal combat power will mostly roam the battlefield on their own, choosing fighter planes, whether assisting large troops in attacking or executing beheading tactics, or even Create opportunities for stronger players at higher levels so that they can give full play to their combat power.

Only wise generals like Zhao Junhong and Song Zining can lead troops. This time, even Zhao Jundu had to personally bring a battalion of people with him. Obviously, this battle was extraordinary.

"That's a good question. This battle is indeed different from the past." Zhao Xuanji walked to the military map hanging on the wall, stretched out his finger, and drew a marching route. Qianye was immediately startled, because Zhao Xuanji pointed to the direction of the imperial army's frontline, which was the Yongye Parliament camp!

"As you can see, the target of this battle is the camp of the Eternal Night Parliament. The imperial army will rush out and will not stop until all the dark alliance forces are driven out of the Sleep of Behemoths. This time the two sides will With all the troops involved, the danger is far greater than before. Commander Bo Qian will also go into battle. You and others will each lead one, firstly, to serve as the mainstay, and secondly, to be in the army to guard against accidents."

After Zhao Xuanji explained, Qianye understood that being in the army could prevent them from bumping into the opponent's marquis or even duke-level strong men and being killed easily.

In such a large-scale war, the situation changes rapidly and the scene is extremely chaotic. With strong men on both sides coming and going, anything can happen. Even if they are all talented young geniuses, after all, they are not strong enough in the Force, and they are likely to die in vain. Once killed in battle, all geniuses will become yesterday's flowers.

Qianye thought for a moment and then said: "I am willing to lead the forward battalion."

This time it was Zhao Xuanji's turn and he was stunned: "Front Camp? Are you sure?"

The forward battalion is responsible for the heavy task of attacking fortifications. It is the hardest, most tiring and most dangerous unit in such battles. Generally, those who are organized into forward battalions, apart from the real elites, are soldiers who have committed crimes and have performed meritorious service, and are even composed of cannon fodder.

The generals who command the forward battalions are either people with no status or background and no promotion potential. Or they are true careerists and crazy speculators, who are interested in the vanguard battalion's military merits being the best in the entire army, and strive to become famous in one battle.

Qianye is now regarded as a core member of the Zhao Clan, but it is inappropriate to place him in the vanguard camp.

Zhao Xuanji pondered and said: "Qianye, your fighting style is suitable for the forward camp, but in the long run, I think the field camp is more suitable for you. I heard that you also have good sniping skills. , then the mobile support battalion is also good.”

"This is the vanguard camp, please grant me your permission!" Qianye bowed to the ground.

Zhao Xuanji frowned, and then relaxed after a moment, and said: "It doesn't matter, young people are motivated, and I can't stop them by force. Since you ask so, I will agree to you. From now on, I will You are allowed to enter our Zhao clan's arsenal and extract everything you need. The war can start at any time, so be prepared as soon as possible."

"Thank you so much, Lord!" Qianye thanked Zhao Xuanji and went to prepare himself.

The Zhao family is worthy of being a high-ranking family member with a profound background. The temporary arsenal set up in the camp is quite large, and there are many high-grade firearms that have reached level six. Qianye chose a level 6 sniper rifle, a level 6 assault rifle, a multi-purpose saber, and a set of level 5 armor. After matching the corresponding ammunition, he left the arsenal.

At this moment, Qianye was armed to the teeth, with hundreds of kilograms of armor and equipment covering his entire body. However, Qianye acted as if nothing had happened and walked to his barracks easily. The Zhao clan soldiers who helped him carry out his equipment were secretly stunned. Being used to Dongyue, Qianye didn't pay attention to the weight at all.

Not long after returning, Qianye was officially appointed to lead the forward battalion. This time, there are two forward battalions of the Zhao clan's private army, with each battalion having a thousand men. One of the battalions was led by Qianye, and the other battalion was led by a war general from the Zhao clan branch.

After receiving the order, Qianye decided to visit his forward camp.

The forward camp is in a corner of the Zhao clan camp. The two battalions are adjacent and stationed together. An off-road vehicle drove Qianye to the entrance of the forward camp and stopped. Qianye jumped off the off-road vehicle and heard the excitement inside while still outside the camp gate. There were constant shouts, laughter and curses. It seemed that the soldiers inside were performing martial arts.

The major who sent him here poked his head out of the cab and said to Qianye: "Sir Qianye, this is it. I wish you good luck!"

After saying that, the major drove away. His last words obviously meant something different, but Qianye didn't take it to heart. He walked to the forward camp and showed the military order signed by Zhao Xuanji to the gate guard.

The two guards looked at Qianye and their eyes suddenly became a little weird, and they even felt a little gloating about his misfortune. One of the guards, Wei Ming, immediately led Qianye into the camp, but his respectful attitude was too artificial and not sincere at all.

Qianye followed the guards into the camp and saw a fighting field built in the corner of the small playground in the camp. The field was covered with sand, and two warriors were fighting in it with their shirtless bodies on. These two warriors are very powerful, and they are inseparable from each other. Their combat skills are not only powerful, but also their moves are beautiful. They should be Zhao Clan's mid-to-high-level secret skills. Hundreds of onlookers cheered loudly, and some even placed bets on one of them.

Beside the fighting arena, stood a burly man with a hunky back and a bearded face, and his roots were as hard as steel needles. He had his arms crossed and was watching the fight with interest. When Qianye approached the playground, the big man seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head and glanced at Qianye, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp.

Qianye frowned, not understanding why this big man suddenly became hostile to him. He obviously did so after recognizing Qianye. Most of the Zhao clan's private troops in the camp were later transferred from the Western Continent, but there were also hundreds of veterans who had participated in **** battles. Qianye believed that at least those Zhao clan warriors who had participated in **** battles would not be so hostile to him for no reason.