Over the White City, the clouds are thick, depressing and depressing.
From top to bottom in the city, everyone's expressions were solemn, and every mercenary who was still able to move struggled to their posts, holding the weapons in their hands tightly.
The ground was trembling slightly, and strange buzzing sounds echoed in the sky. In the sky not far away, one after another, Eternal Night Transport Ships continuously pierced through the clouds, transporting densely packed darkness fighters and countless heavy equipment Put it on the front line.
Originally, in terms of troop strength, the Yongye army outside the city had an absolute advantage. Doyle had more than 40,000 troops in his hands, while Baicheng counted the troops brought in by Zhao Jundu, only a few thousand. The only advantage the defenders have is the abundance of war materials they have because they have control of the battlefield.
But now, there seems to be no end to the number of Eternal Night transport ships. Roughly counting, at least tens of thousands of soldiers have been transported, and there are countless equipment and ammunition.
Up to now, in terms of conventional power, Yongye has already had an overwhelming advantage. As for the strong, it is difficult to deal with Daoyle alone. The Eternal Night reinforcement fleet is of such a scale, and the strong ones in charge are obviously not low-level. Normally, at least one must be a vice duke.
At the highest point in the city, Song Zining stood next to Qianye, while Zhao Jundu stood at the other corner, watching the transport ships rising and falling outside the city, his expression unchanged.
"Why are there so many transport ships? What's the current situation in the Hall of Valor?" Song Zining was also a little anxious at the moment.
Qianye closed his eyes and said nothing after a while, "It's fighting."
Song Zining's face became serious for a moment, and he asked, "Can you know who the enemy is?"
Qianye's face was slightly pale, and communicating with the Hall of Valor, which was far outside the void, was also a lot of consumption for him. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "It's the Eternal Night Fleet, which is very powerful. The Hall of Valor can protect itself, but it is very difficult to destroy the opponent."
"That means you are entangled. Then it should be at least a Grand Duke class ship. It seems that Yong Ye knows you very well!"
Qianye nodded.
With or without Qianye on board, the Hall of Valor behaved completely differently. Qianye can make it exert some of the power of the ground strider before it was alive, but if Qianye is not there and only controlled by the crew, it is at most equivalent to a powerful battleship. of terrifying power.
The Hall of Valor at the helm of Qianye can defeat two Grand Duke ships in one battle, but now one Grand Duke ship can entangle it. Fortunately, there is Carol in the Hall of Valor, and she is not afraid of the other party's forced landing to seize the ship.
Yongye has the ability to entangle the Hall of Heroes without fear of loss, and dispatch a large number of warships and transport ships to break into the floating land, which means that they are determined to win Baicheng.
Song Zining wanted to understand this section, and was stunned for a while, before Fang smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't understand, are these troops on the floating land at Yong Ye so important, and they have to pay such a big price."
When the dark race and the empire fight resource wars, there is a usual routine. When the local situation is obviously unfavorable, or the loss exceeds the predetermined level, they will resolutely abandon the cannon fodder troops and only withdraw the elite powerhouses. Long-lived species are completely unwilling to fight with short-lived species at this level.
However, what Yongye is doing now is going in the opposite direction, actually increasing his troops to snatch a retreat point. These investments are enough for them to pull to other strategic points on the floating land to compete with the imperial army.
Zhao Jundu said indifferently: "If you have any doubts, let's talk about it after surviving. There will be plenty of time to think about it then."
Song Zining let out a hey, and said, "It's rare to hear you say such a thing. Why, you don't like it?"
"The ones that should have come have not come, and the ones that shouldn't have come have arrived. No one can watch it. Be realistic, assign defense zones, and prepare to work hard."
Qianye and Song Zining nodded.
There is another possibility, all three of them thought of it, but they didn't mention it verbally. If the strength of the increase in troops of the dark race is not only in Baicheng, it means that Yong Yefang is planning a counterattack of the entire floating land.
The three of them divided Baicheng into three war zones, each guarding one side, and each other being at the corner. In a defensive battle, it is completely different to have a strong man in command and not have a strong man in command.
After they allocated the defense area, the Eternal Night Army also completed the three-sided encirclement of Baicheng, leaving only one passage to the edge of the landmass. Everyone knows that fleeing to the edge of the landmass is a dead end, so it doesn't make much sense to surround that side or not.
The roar of heavy artillery opened the curtain for the attack of the dark army, and the shells rained into Baicheng, ravaging the ruined city. At this moment, the artillery fire of the defenders' counterattack is only sporadic, which is equivalent to nothing. All the soldiers hid in the bunkers, waiting for the end of the shelling and the start of the attack.
As if to vent their anger, the shelling of the dark race lasted for a quarter of an hour before it ended.
This kind of bombardment is actually of little significance, because Baicheng no longer has an obvious and decent line of defense. At this moment, every ruin and every street corner in the city may become a line of defense at any time, and become a position for exchange of fire.
As soon as the shelling ended, countless dark warriors jumped out of the attacking position and rushed towards Baicheng at an astonishing speed. They gave up all tentative attacks, and from the very beginning it was a full-scale attack, which shows the eagerness and urgency of the commander of the dark side.
The originally silent Baicheng seemed to come alive at this moment. From behind the half-fallen walls, among the ruins, beside the stone pillars, flames spewed out everywhere. rainstorm. Many original force bombs shone with dim light, clearly powered by dark original force.
The mercenaries in the neutral land don't care about the eternal night dawn, and there are not a few of them who practice the dark force like the eternal night continent. The dark race dropped weapons in the previous waves of attacks, and they could use them when they picked them up. They even found a lot of physical bullets from the corpses, and they shot them all at once.
The dark warriors in the front row fell down like harvested wheat, while the warriors in the rear stepped on the corpses of their companions and continued to charge towards Baicheng.
At the speed of the dark race, the kilometer distance is reached in an instant. At the cost of their lives, they quickly filled the distance and charged into Baicheng. But they soon discovered that entering the city was just the beginning of the nightmare.
Mercenaries and Zhao faction fighters may appear from everywhere, only to disappear without a trace after a shot. In a blink of an eye, the dark race fighters who entered the city earlier suffered heavy casualties.
At this time, it should have been the moment for the strong to appear on the stage. However, the strong among the dark warriors also began to fall in batches. The powerful sniper bullets easily pierced through their battle armors, and the dawn force contained in them burned their bodies and internal organs like flowing fire.
The continuous fall of the strong, especially the titled strong, finally caused panic among the Eternal Night Warriors. They began to form a mess, and the attack was no longer determined. However, in urban street fighting, indecision is the way to death. Amid the dilemma, the Dark Warrior casualties skyrocketed.
The people Zhao Jundu brought into Baicheng were all real elites, and there were even a large number of specially trained snipers. Such snipers are completely fed with gold coins, far from being comparable to those self-taught snipers from Dark Fire. Their targets are only senior officers and those with strong titles.
On the battleship far away, a blood marquis finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Lord Doyle, the casualties are too great! If this continues, morale may collapse!"
"Continue to attack." Doyle's voice was so calm that there was no fluctuation.
"Master Doyle!" The Blood Marquis raised his voice.
"Continue to attack."
Under Doyle's strict order, the Marquis of the Blood Race withdrew reluctantly. Before leaving, he stared at Doyle with a strong sense of provocation.
The blood clan has always had a feud with the werewolf, and since the werewolf lost its supremacy, the blood clan has formed a comprehensive suppression of the werewolf. Therefore, even if there is an absolute gap in rank between him and Doyle, this blood marquis does not respect Doyle very much.
All the werewolf powerhouses behind Doyle were angry, and some of them were about to explode on the spot. However, Doyle raised his hand and pressed lightly, suppressing the restlessness of his subordinates, and said calmly: "My order can be repeated once, but it will never be repeated a second time. If anyone still can't hear clearly, then follow the military law. As for the future, let's talk about it in the parliament."
All the strong blood clansmen all looked terrified, and then turned their heads to look at a blood clan old man in the middle of their own queue. His thin face was full of wrinkles, and he seemed too old to keep his eyes open. However, his tyrannical aura is only slightly weaker than Doyle's, and he is clearly a vice duke.
He looked at Doyle with cloudy eyes, and said, "Lord Doyle is the commander of this battle. This is the decision of the council. Are you all impatient to live, dare to question the decision of the council."
Doyle pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his tone, and said lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Teague. Then there is no objection now, pass my order and continue to attack!"
Teague's eyes twitched slightly, but he said nothing.
A moment later, horns with a special rhythm resounded across the battlefield. The rhythm of the horn instantly aroused the primitive ferocity in the dark warrior's bones, and the werewolves showed their berserk forms one after another, leaping towards Baicheng. And a large number of blood warriors also have blood red eyes, and they have entered the state of blood rage, charging at full speed, no slower than werewolves.
The dark army entered Baicheng and fought with the mercenaries again. This time, after being aroused by the secret method, they no longer have any fear, even if they are seriously injured, they still have to drag their opponents on the road together.
In the blink of an eye, the outer defense line of the White City almost completely fell, and the price paid by the dark race was corpses covering the entire defense line.
The siege battle has just begun, and the dark race has paid the price of tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and the loss rate of the middle and high-ranking officers and knights who are the backbone of the army is even more astonishing. No matter who is the coach, seeing such a battle loss will be terrified.
But Doyle turned a blind eye to the corpses all over the ground, and issued orders to different troops one after another, all of which were: attack!