Monarch of Evernight: The Battle of March 12, 2012

Within a few days, Qin Lu has become the focus of the world.

Fleets took off from various continents, rushed to the floating continent, and then landed at the edges of the Qin continent. They dropped a large number of warriors and attacked the city and land all the way to the Qin capital.

It's not that they can't land directly outside the capital of Qin, but most of the fleets that do so will be shot down by the imperial fleet. Only a few soldiers can get out of the troop transport alive, and they will be annihilated in the blink of an eye.

Qin, land and air, the empire and the Yongye fleet are fighting all the time. One after another, the new battleships are constantly being destroyed and crashed, burning and falling to the earth. The Yongye Fleet can be said to come with the intention of dying, and they often fight until the last battleship crashes before giving up. The imperial fleet was never willing to show weakness. It relied on Qinlu's numerous logistics bases to continuously repair damaged warships, and the supply speed was much faster than Yongye.

On the Western Continent, Yue Continent and other human continents, fleets were constantly taking off, carrying boatloads of warriors rushing to the Qin Continent. Some fleets went straight into the heart of the Qin Dynasty and landed at strategic points. The landing soldiers turned into guards. Some fleets will land directly on the edge. When the warriors get off the spaceship, they will replenish the defense line and face the almost endless army of dark races.

No matter how dull a person is, they understand that life and death are at stake and there is no chance.

On the frontline battlefield, a general ran back and forth in the position, coordinating the defense, but he had fewer and fewer soldiers at his disposal, and the firepower of the position's counterattack became weaker and weaker. In the end, only sporadic gunshots remained. When the general was stunned, countless Evernight warriors appeared around him.

Only then did he realize that all his men had been killed in the battle.

The general's face was as pale as water, he drew his sword, charged against the black tide, and was submerged.

In the rear command post, a general sighed and said: "Position No. 4 has been lost, and Position No. 10 behind it needs support. Who is willing to go?"

"I'm going!"

"Of course it's me!"

The generals were very excited and asked for battle one after another.

Jiang looked over one by one. These were all familiar faces, all his old subordinates for many years. He sighed and said, "Don't argue. We are all going to die for our country anyway, whether today or tomorrow. Lao Wang, you go first."

A young general gave a military salute and said with a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, I can definitely get a few more people to support you!"

After a while, a group of soldiers set off and rushed towards the defensive position in urgent need of support. ,

The flames of war soon spread across the Qin Continent. This once most prosperous territory of the human race was filled with smoke just like the day when the human race first arrived here.

The stars in the sky are becoming brighter and brighter, and even ordinary people can see the motionless star. Even during the day it was faintly visible.

At this moment it looks like the size of an egg, and it will grow a little larger every day.

In the Tianji Pavilion, there was a scene of solemn killing. All the Tianji Warlocks were gathered in a hall, wearing white clothes, each presiding over their own force array. The Force array in the hall is part of a larger array.

On the high platform at the end of the hall, Empress Li was also dressed in plain clothes, sitting upright with an expressionless face. She already knew her fate and chose to accept it.

Emperor Hao was also dressed in plain clothes, walking slowly in the hall, checking every force array to see if there were any mistakes.

Some Tianji Warlocks looked calm, while others were obviously young and faintly panicked. Most of the original Tianji Warlocks fell into the hands of Qianye, and now many of these people are substitutes. Their standards and temperament are not as good as those of the official Tianji Warlocks.

Since Emperor Hao was present, no one dared to speak out loud.

In the past few days, Emperor Hao has used all his thunderous methods to kill countless ministers and important officials. Some of them didn't even use any excuses. They just said "I don't like you" and were killed.

Everyone knows that with Emperor Hao's temperament of forbearing for thirty years, how could he kill someone without any reason? It must be the antecedent. But he didn't even bother to find an excuse, which meant that Emperor Hao had lost all his patience. Thinking of the upcoming big event, no one dared to contradict Emperor Hao at this time.

The imperial capital is empty, and there is always a bright light.

After a large rain of gorgeous fire, Zhang Boqian fell from the sky. His armor was in tatters and he had several wounds on his body.

Zhang Boqian's body was surrounded by a layer of faint light, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in his movements. All the soldiers and followers did not dare to approach. It was not until Zhang Boqian dissipated his light that they dared to come and help King Qingyang remove his armor and heal his injuries.

Zhang Boqian took off his armor and sat still while several doctors surrounded him to treat his wounds. Zhang Boqian's body is now covered with scars, with new wounds pressing against old ones. Many of the scars are still faintly red, showing that they have just grown.

After the wound was treated, Zhang Boqian was given a glass of crystal clear green liquid. He drank it in one gulp and his face immediately turned red, as if he was drunk.

"I'll rest for an hour. Don't disturb me no matter what." After the instructions were completed, Zhang Boqian closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The followers immediately came over and set up tents to cover King Qingyang's figure. When Zhang Boqian wakes up, he will take off to fight again. No one knows how many princes and kings there are in that vast void. No one knows how many times he has fought against the Holy Mountain.

With the blessing of a large formation in the imperial capital, although it cannot really improve King Qingyang's strength, it can greatly reduce his consumption, increase his defense, and his recovery speed is ten times higher than before. With the help of the favorable geographical location, Zhang Boqian defended the Imperial Capital Kong without sleep for several days, and actually withstood countless powerful men from the Eternal Night Council.

In the void, there are two extremely large battleships parked. Just looking at the appearance, it can be seen that they are the ships of the Demon Emperor and the Queen of the Night.

They stood quietly in the void, watching the battle fleet below.

A few days later, the warships that Qin Lukong was still fighting for had become sparse. Most of the warships on both sides had been scrapped in the **** battle in the previous three days, and now there were very few left.

However, the remaining fleet of Yongye is still risking their lives to attack, and the first and second fleets of the Imperial Guard have also used up the last flying warship, and now only the remainder of the third fleet is struggling to support them. Small groups of battleships from noble families continued to enter the battlefield, and they were able to barely hold on to the situation.

However, the balance of power is only temporary. Warships from Yongye will continue to arrive one after another, and the fleets from the two furthest continents have not yet entered the battlefield. By the time they arrived, it was the day the Empire's outer space fleet was completely wiped out.

In the Imperial Military Headquarters, more than a dozen old or young officers sat in the conference room, looking at the constantly beating numbers on the screen in front of them, all with expressionless faces. They are the true core of the Imperial Military, and they are all battle-hardened veterans. But from the first day, the number of casualties was unprecedented. By now, everyone is numb to numbers. No matter how big the numbers are, they are just numbers. No one thinks about how many corpses these numbers mean.

No one dares to think about it.

A staff officer walked in hurriedly and said: "The latest battle report shows that between 11 o'clock and 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the casualties of the ground troops and private troops are estimated to be about 112,000; six warships of various types were lost, including 2 battleships completed!"

When the staff left, an old general seemed to mutter to himself: "Two battleships... If I remember correctly, this is the last battleship."

"There may be a few more ships from San Vale or the Li family."

"It's useless. It's useless for them to rush over. Without ground support, they probably won't be able to rush to the Imperial Capital."

"Distribute weapons and prepare for street fighting." A young officer suggested.

"Agree."

"Agree."

Without the cover of the outer space fleet, even Qindu's air defense system will not be able to sustain it for long. Yongye's army will be able to appear directly outside the imperial capital, and may even airdrop troops directly into the imperial capital.

The Qin Empire has its own capital here and has not experienced war for hundreds of years. But today, this famous city will be burned down in the flames of war.