Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-nine must-win battles

bsp;On the battlefield, except for a handful of top powerhouses, few people noticed the changes in the moon above their heads. Some powerful vampires felt something in their hearts and looked at the full moon in the sky in unison.

The warriors of the dark race gathered silently, waiting for new orders. They suddenly found that the battle formation seemed to be extremely thin. Looking left and right, there seemed to be a lot of soldiers, but they felt a little panicked for no reason. Some smart people soon discovered something strange. The number of officers in the army, especially the strong ones, was much less, and even a few could not be found in some formations.

Strong men are the backbone of an army. Everyone knows how far a cannon fodder unit without strong men can go. Now the number of strong men in the army suddenly decreased by more than half, which immediately caused the army to waver.

Some survivors who had withdrawn from the front line looked back at the second line of defense strewn with corpses, and suddenly had a chilling thought: Did they all die there?

On the battleship, Count Nerubian appeared again, but this time he was walking with a limp and half of his body was covered in blood. His voice was weak and hoarse as he said, "Sir, I'm back."

"What about the casualties?"

"We lost about one-third of our troops. After several battles, the casualties on the human side should be around 4,000."

“Twenty thousand warriors were replaced by four thousand humans?”

Earl Nerubian said: "Sir, most of our casualties are cannon fodder. It is normal for the battle damage rate to be high."

Platt snorted, with a sharp look in his eyes, and gave the Count Nerubian a fierce look. The count lowered his head to show his humility and did not dare to look at Platt.

However, Pratt had long seen the dissatisfaction hidden under the Earl's respectful and reasonable appearance. He collected his emotions and asked calmly: "So now, what is your suggestion?"

This is a question with a trap. Count Nerubian thought about it for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "Sir, it doesn't matter how many cannon fodders die, but too many of our powerful men with titles have died in battle! This is your question The skeleton of the legion! My lord, even the Marquis of Red Fang died in the battle. If you hadn’t taken action personally, no one would have been able to stop Qianye.”

The corners of Pratt's eyes twitched slightly, he raised his head, glanced at the full moon in the sky, and said slowly: "If this is the case, then... withdraw the troops."

"What?" Count Spider Demon couldn't believe his ears.

"Retreat." Platt repeated the order.

"You can't retreat! Sir, if you retreat like this, all the credit will be taken away by Lord Russell. And by then, he will probably blame you for the failure in the first battle! We There are still troops, just keep on the offensive, even if it is a symbolic offensive."

Platt's eyes were deep and he said: "That will only happen if Russell can defeat him."

At this point, Earl Nerubian knew that Pratt had made up his mind, and he did not dare to say anything anymore, so he had to accept the order and retreat.

The retreat horn sounded, and the dark race army slowly withdrew from the battlefield. The gate of Baicheng opened wide, and a troop of nearly a thousand people poured out from inside and began to quickly clean up the battlefield.

The mercenaries did not have much time. The window period for this battle was less than an hour, and a large black floating ship appeared in the distance.

Several Yongye warships lined up in front, confronting Baicheng from a distance, covering the landing of the transport ship behind. As countless soldiers walked out of the transport ship, a new war was about to begin.

A faint coercion suddenly came from the distance, and a huge warship broke through the clouds and slowly flew towards the battlefield.

This battleship is obviously in the style of a demon descendant. Judging from its size, it is at least a Duke-class ship. Its appearance immediately boosted the morale of the soldiers, and cheers rang out.

Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Why did he bring his ship here? Is he looking for death?"

No matter what type of giant warship it is, it is difficult to move close to the ground. Especially when the two armies are fighting on a large battlefield and the enemy and ourselves are at odds, the requirement for air strike firepower is precision, not power. If the terrain where the battle is taking place is special, the battleship must always pay attention to its combat altitude.

The role of giant battleships on the battlefield is to deter and prevent them from being cut off. If they are used to directly participate in battles, unless they plan to level both their own and enemy troops on the ground, they must be careful of the opponent's strong force. The soldiers gathered and forcibly boarded the ship.

Besides, the Hall of Heroes is parked outside the void at this moment. If the demon-born Duke really joins the battle with a ship, then Qianye can control the Hall of Heroes to pounce down and prey on the prey that is brought to his mouth.

However, the Duke's ship hovered hundreds of meters above the ground and made no movement. It seemed to be just holding the formation.

The transport ships kept arriving one after another. Countless dark warriors stepped out of the ship, surging like a tide. The dark army did not launch an attack immediately, but began to build various fortresses and fortifications on the spot. This action was similar to Song Zining's deployment when he attacked Baicheng.

Many large construction machinery were also unloaded from subsequent transport ships. Then a particularly sturdy transport ship came and erected a small power tower directly in the fortress.

Baicheng's side tentatively fired two waves of long-range force cannons. The range was obviously unable to reach the fortress. However, the dark race reacted immediately, and the strong ones intercepted most of the cannonballs. They are also all empty in the middle zone.

It can be seen from the speed and intensity of this wave of interceptions that it is basically impossible for Baicheng to interfere with the opponent's encampment. He simply saves his artillery fire and seizes the time to rest.

Preparations for the dark army went on all night, and at dawn, opposite the White City, a fortress of comparable size appeared. Behind the fortress were endless barracks, and no one knew how many soldiers had gathered.

At the top of Baicheng City, Song Zining put down his high-powered telescope and said with a solemn expression, "I'm afraid this battle won't be easy."

Qianye said calmly: "I knew it would be difficult to fight from the beginning. When will reinforcements arrive?"

Song Zining shook his head and said: "No matter when the reinforcements come, I'm afraid we have to get through this hurdle first."

Qianye nodded slowly and said: "As usual, leave the Duke to me."

Song Zining frowned slightly and said, "Qianye, now is not the time to show off, are you sure?"

"My blood energy accumulation is already on the verge of breaking through. If I don't care about the consequences, I can advance to the next level at any time. Although there is still a gap between me and him at that time, it is not impossible to fight."

"It's not time to fight hard yet, let's fight a few games first. Hey, I have been setting up here for a long time. If you want to take my position, you can't do it without paying the price. It depends on how determined they are. ."

In the Duke's ship, Russell was sitting on the central throne, resting his chin on his hand and looking down.

In front of the throne, stood two powerful werewolves and a spider demon count. They were all injured, and blood stains continued to seep out from under the bandages. Their breath was weak, and they seemed to be struggling to even stand. This is the coalition officer who was left by Duke Platt to handle the so-called handover.

Roselle had a thin figure, and a pair of deep eagle eyes flashed like lightning, and said slowly: "So, Pratt just left like this, and didn't leave any troops behind?"

Earl Nerubian hurriedly said: "That's not the case. The troops directly under Lord Pratt suffered heavy losses and are in urgent need of rest. Lord Pratt wanted to reorganize at the rear and wait until the combat strength is restored before joining the war..."

Before he finished speaking, the Demon Duke on the throne snorted and flicked his fingers. When the spider demon Earl heard the sound of fingers, his eyes suddenly popped out, and he grabbed his throat with both hands, but he couldn't say a word. He struggled desperately and revealed his spider body, but finally fell down, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

Roselle's eyes fell on the two werewolf viscounts and said: "I just killed a coward who ran away from the battlefield. What, do you have any objections?"

The werewolves were busy saying they didn’t dare.

In fact, the Earl is already considered a big shot in Yongye society, and can be said to be a true noble of the upper class. In normal times, no matter how arrogant and powerful Russell was, he could not kill an earl at will. But the two werewolf viscounts knew very well that this was a battlefield, and as long as they were accused of escaping from the battlefield, they would be killed.

In fact, here, the power of Deputy Duke Pratt of the Spider Demon was not much worse than that of Russell, but he was greedy for power and rushed forward. He attacked first before the real leader Russell's army arrived. Unexpectedly, he was in White City. Not only did they lose their troops and all their heavy equipment, but more importantly, the backbone knights and powerful men suffered heavy casualties and were seriously injured.

Leaving in defeat was not an escape before the battle, but Russell could still file a lawsuit based on this. It is perfectly normal for a fight between two duke-level figures to involve a few viscounts and other minor figures.

The werewolves are not Pratt's subordinates, and they have no intention of seeking justice for Count Nerubian. Seeing that they had given in, Russell nodded, lowered his tone and said, "Go and inform Pratt that no matter where he is now, ask him to return immediately and lead all the troops! This idiot is still here at this time. You can't see the situation clearly. If you can't win this battle, you will basically die here."

After the two werewolf viscounts were taken down, a demon marquis in the command hall asked: "Is the situation really this urgent?"

The only ones left behind now are confidants. Russell said: "Outer space has been lost. The remaining mobile fleet only dares to protect the most important nodes and has no courage to fight the human fleet again. On the ground battlefield, Those wastes are also retreating steadily, and two of the three human troops have a clear goal of advancing here. Once they are reunited, this place will never be recaptured. This is the largest airship take-off and landing base in the entire floating continent. , without this base, it will be good if our army can withdraw. ”

Another demon Earl said: "When did the human race become so powerful? Haven't they been suppressed and beaten by us before?"

"They brought in many strong men from the mainland, real strong men."

Someone with a flexible mind suddenly thought: "Aren't they afraid of leaving empty space in the homeland when they mobilize their troops like this?"

Roselle said coldly: "Whatever happens to the mainland of Great Qin, the parliament has its own arrangements. But our battlefield is here. The fact is that the strong humans have already arrived, so don't take any chances."

The confidants looked at each other and asked respectfully: "Who is leading the two groups you just mentioned? How come we can't stop them?"

Roselle said slowly: "It's Hai Mi all the way, and Zhao Jundu all the way."

Zhao Jundu has a great reputation, needless to say, but the real high-level demon descendants were all shocked when they heard Hai Mi's name.

Seeing that the morale of the army seemed a little unstable, Russell said: "The Parliament has sent two Dukes, Sen and Doyle, to intercept it. It should be okay."

I don’t have the confidence to say this, and the people below me naturally have even less confidence. The demon-born Marquis couldn't help but said: "With just two dukes, it might not be enough to stop the sea secrets, right? According to Great Qin's military usage habits, her army will have at least one strong deputy close to the level of a **** general. Moreover, the emperor's blood in that woman was so strong that she was able to hunt down the marquis even though she was not a general. Why didn't the council send more people, even one more deputy duke?"

Roselle smiled bitterly and said: "How could the parliament not think of this level? The question is, who is willing to go? The mobile fleet has lost control of outer space, and even a Duke-class ship may not be able to escape. They have to be strangled by the human fleet, so there is actually no way out in those two directions."

Everyone suddenly understood why two dukes with average strength were sent to carry out such an important task.

Among the great aristocrats of the Evernight World, unspoken rules exist especially among the middle and lower classes. Rank only represents a person's level of strength, and the real combat power, background, and identity of strong men of the same rank may be vastly different.

This time the mission is too dangerous. Ordinary dukes will still obey the orders of the Eternal Night Parliament. However, if they are the head of a certain well-known clan or a core member of a famous family, not even the Parliament can use them as cannon fodder.

"There is also some bad news. I heard that Gaoyi has also arrived in Fulu. Maybe one day we will meet her." Russell said slowly.

This time, the demons were even more shocked than before. The human race has a limited lifespan, so there are always a few famous generals in Da Qin. Even if the members of the imperial family have few activities in normal times, they still attract the attention of Yongye. Like many famous families in Yongye, most of them only appear during national wars. In the eyes of the dark powerhouse, he naturally received the same attention as the famous families of the four major races.

Roselle raised his voice: "So, if you don't want to be thrown into the frontal battlefield, you must win this battle! Send the order, form the team, and prepare to attack!"