Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 1172: Steady and steady

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Those Eternal Night heavy armored warriors had excellent helmets and helmets, and they were not afraid of ordinary gunpowder weapons and shrapnel. But even senior officers have a limited number of Force bombs they can use.

Taken together, the actual combat power of these heavily armored warriors is astonishing. A group of ten people can compete with the Imperial Warlords. No matter the individual or the combat power of the battle formation, they are not inferior to the elite legions such as the Imperial Red Scorpion and the Winged Angel.

No wonder Zhao Jundu and Song Zining wanted to fight in person. Qianye used a sniper rifle to hunt and kill the strong knights, and the consumption was not small.

The true powerhouse of the Eternal Night Legion has not yet moved, and has not really exerted its strength.

But after Qianye, Zhao Jundu, and Song Zining went out to fight with all their strength, the damage of the legion directly under the parliament began to rise sharply.

Teague couldn't bear it again, and said: "Master Doyle, this is a unit directly under the parliament. I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain how to die like this when we go back?"

Dordan said: "How to explain it is my business, and Lord Teague doesn't need to worry about it."

"Okay." With this sentence, Teague didn't say any more.

Doyle stood quietly, watching the fighting in Baicheng. From this point of view, it is an hour.

The continuous fighting for an entire hour, even the werewolves and vampires, who are known for their physical strength, couldn't bear it. I really don't know how those human mercenaries and Zhao clan fighters persisted.

Doyle suddenly asked, "How many of them are there?"

A werewolf elder said: "According to my observation, there are only a thousand ordinary soldiers in the city."

Doyle nodded slowly, and said, "That's it, then the so-called Imperial Twin Stars must have consumed a lot of force. Let's take a break and continue to attack after half a day."

Doyle didn't have to wait long, and the second batch of transport ships roared up. He immediately overturned his previous order to rest for half a day, mixed the troops with the newly arrived reinforcements, and attacked Baicheng again. And this time, Doyle sent an earl-level powerhouse to fight for the first time, and a werewolf marquis led the battle.

And he and Teague also moved the headquarters forward, only a thousand meters away from Baicheng. At this distance, it is already close to the edge of the theoretical range of high-level sniper rifles. Snipers only need to sneak a short distance to pose a threat.

The attack started again, and it was less than an hour since Yong Ye's army just retreated.

The battle has reached a climax from the very beginning, and the addition of many new forces and strong men made this attack even more powerful than before. In a blink of an eye, several attacking troops rushed to the center of the city one after another, staggered each other, and started the cruelest and bloodiest street fighting.

Numerous viscounts and earls would kill ordinary mercenaries. This time, they immediately forced Zhao Jundu and Song Zining to intercept, while Qianye wandered around the battlefield, sniping and killing the powerful knights from time to time.

The werewolf Marquis who was in charge of holding the formation couldn't hold back his anger, let out a long howl, and rushed straight at Zhao Jundu. Zhao Jundu's expression remained unchanged, he held his sword to meet the enemy. The long sword in his hand faintly glowed with blue light, leaving patches of splendor in the air.

Zhao Jundu's sword moves were unremarkable, just slashing, stabbing and slashing, but the werewolf Marquis couldn't dodge it, blood spattered continuously on his body.

As a marquis, the werewolf is extremely fierce, and his strikes are like lightning, weighing more than mountains. Most of the ruins of Baicheng are now connected to the foundation. After the First World War, there was a tendency to dig three feet into the ground.

Werewolves are known for their swiftness, and they are even more gifted in melee combat. Even the mighty nerubians are often no match for werewolves of the same level in melee combat, and their skills are always inferior.

But Zhao Jundu only moved forward and back within a few meters, and easily dodged the stormy attack of the werewolf marquis.

Sometimes he would only avoid the most powerful part of the Werewolf Marquis's attack, and when the aftermath swayed on his body, he saw a flash of purple light, and removed most of the power, leaving only a few scratches on Zhao Jundu's battle armor. But as long as Zhao Jundu chooses to take part of the offensive, the long sword in his hand will leave a wound on the werewolf marquis.

These wounds may be deep or shallow. The high-level battle armor worn by the werewolf Marquis couldn't stop Zhao Jundu's sword at all. Needless to say, the skin and skin, only the defense formed by the dark force can stop the sharp sword from going deeper.

Although the two exchanged dozens of back and forth, the actual time was only a few breaths, and there were more than ten wounds of various sizes on the werewolf marquis. Each of these injuries broke the defense, but they were not serious, but the pain made it furious, and the pounce became more ferocious.

In the battle between the Werewolf Marquis and Zhao Jundu, the ordinary powerful knights couldn't intervene. Several viscounts consciously stood on the outside to prevent surprise attacks by the powerful human race. Chance.

Zhao Jundu, who had been fighting steadily, suddenly stopped shouting, four pillars of purple energy formed and scattered in all directions. Seal the town in all directions!

All the strong men in the field froze, and the werewolf Marquis who had been attacking wildly was startled. When his attack was a little slow, Zhao Jundu suddenly backed away, and the long sword in his hand was so green that it was almost blinding!

The werewolf earl who was looking for opportunities in the inner circle suddenly let out a long scream, and one arm flew into the sky! With a vertical leap, he fled tens of meters away in an instant.

All the werewolf viscounts were looking at the long line of blood in the air, which was the blood that the count spilled when he fled. What kind of injury does it take to squirt so much blood

The werewolf Earl, who had slowed down unknowingly, lowered his head, and found that there was also a wound on his heart. It was an ordinary sword wound, but he escaped with all his strength. Under the force, his heart exploded, and the small wound exploded to the size of a bowl.

But when the sword was hit on his chest, even he himself didn't know.

Zhao Jundu didn't even look at the werewolf Earl, and smiled at the Marquis, "Come again."

At this moment, he has already taken over the field, and he has become the young man just now who seems to have no outstanding advantages except for his good looks.

However, the fighting spirit in the werewolf marquis' chest has been extinguished to the point of failure. The fierce battle between the two was in full swing, the Marquis was about to enter a berserk state, but Zhao Jundu beheaded a count in front of him, it was as easy as picking something out of a pocket. It wasn't until the Bafang Fengzhen came out that the marquis realized that Zhao Jundu hadn't exerted all his strength at all.

But Doyle and Teague were watching the battle not far away. The pride in the werewolf's ancient blood rekindled his fighting spirit. Instead of retreating, he let out a low growl and rushed towards Zhao Jundu again.

The long sword in Zhao Jundu's hand flashed, and there was another wound on the arm of the Werewolf Marquis.

The situation is obvious, if the fight continues like this, the marquis will be worn to death by Zhao Jundu sooner or later, and it won't consume much of his force.

Only then did Teague speak, and said slowly: "Master Doyle, if you don't make a move, I'm afraid you, a competent man, will have to confess here."

Doyle opened his eyes suddenly, and said: "After watching for so long, I should know what they are capable of. Then Zhao Jundu will be handed over to Mr. Teague, and I will deal with Song Zining, how about it?"

Teague smiled reservedly and said, "That's it!"

The voice was still there, Teague's figure flickered continuously, and in the blink of an eye he had arrived in the center of Baicheng, the vice duke's monstrous aura was fully released, and the long sword in his hand was like lightning, and he stabbed at Zhao Jundu!

Doyle started a step too late, but his strength was higher than that of Teague, and he arrived at Baicheng almost at the same time as him, looking down at Song Zining coldly below him.

Song Zining's whole body froze, and his temple hair flew up. He raised his head slowly, drew a circular arc with the silver spear in his hand, forced the surrounding enemies away, and cleared a battlefield.

Before Doyle could make a move, Tigger's territory on the other side was completely opened, and the blood mist was all around tens of meters around him. The blood mist condensed into several blurred figures, and they rushed towards Zhao Jundu together. It seemed that Teague wanted to kill or seriously injure Zhao Jundu before Doyle, in order to establish his prestige in this way.

Doyle's demeanor was leisurely, even a little indifferent, and he didn't care about the battle on Teague's side. He just looked at Song Zining, and he had an extra long-handled giant ax in his hand.

At the same time, Doyle took off his coat-style long coat casually. Inside was a set of fencing suits, and a force pistol was tied on the outside of his thigh. Just looking at the fist-thick barrel, he knew that it was definitely not a display.

"You are outstanding, and you are also very respectable opponents. It's a pity, I can't see the day when you grow up."

Song Zining's heart moved, and he asked, "So, Baicheng is a trap?"

Dordan said: "Sure enough. You humans plot against us, and we will plot against you in the same way. This place was not originally a trap, but now that you are here, it becomes a trap."

Song Zining asked again: "Is someone from the empire sending you news?"

"Isn't there always?"

Intelligence warfare is a part of warfare, whether intentional or intentional, some are intelligence leaks, and some are intelligence deception. In addition, both Yong Ye and the Empire have prophets and celestial masters to observe and correct the general situation. If there is no other inside information, no commander dares to rely on intelligence to control the overall situation.

Song Zining said slowly: "It has always been there, but not many people know about this kind of news. Besides, even if you get it, do you really dare to believe it all?"

Doyle smiled slightly and said, "You're almost guessing the truth. But unfortunately, it's too late."

Song Zining said: "It's not too late to know now. As you said just now, this place was not a trap, but when we came, you turned it into a trap. As long as we survive and break through, this trap is no longer a trap." .”

"Will the parliament pay such a high price for you to leave alive?"

"How do you know before you try it? Just like before you came, you probably didn't expect that we would support until now, right?"

Dordan said: "Those two arrogant idiots don't need to talk about them. Now it's up to you how to pass me."

"That's the same sentence, how would you know until you've tried it?" Song Zining was so calm that he didn't look like he was facing a life-and-death crisis.

Doyle frowned, looking slightly puzzled, not understanding where Song Zining's confidence came from.

Immediately, his expression turned cold, he took down his short gun, aimed at Song Zining, and said, "My patience has passed, now, I think it's better to kill you first. As for the question I want to ask, I will have a chance to find the answer in the future."

Song Zining held the gun in both hands, pointing the tip at the sky obliquely. Once the spear style was completed, he immediately had a dignified feeling of stopping and standing up. This is the most defensive style in the beacon gun, and the fire is passed on. This style claims to be able to find a ray of life in the impossible. Since the mastery of marksmanship, this is the first time that Song Zining has used it.

Doyle frowned again, he already felt that this style was extraordinary. At this moment, the edges of Song Zining's body suddenly became slightly blurred. At the beginning, Doyle thought that his vision was wrong, but that was absolutely impossible!

He concentrated and calmed down, but was shocked to find that Song Zining's body was really blurry, as if separated by a layer of mist, he felt unreal.

Not to mention that there is no fog on the battlefield at the moment, even if the smoke is billowing, Doyle can still see clearly. At this moment, Song Zining's figure was blurred, and there was only one explanation.

Doyle said solemnly: "Field?"

"Please appreciate the three thousand floating leaves driven by the prosperity of the world."

Not being able to see Song Zining's real body clearly meant that it was difficult to pinpoint him. Although in Doyle's eyes, Song Zining was only a little vague, but this meant that there was a small chance of missing, or missing the point. It was originally a must-kill situation, but there was a slight possibility of breaking the situation.

What shocked Doyle even more was that Song Zining's cultivation base was so much worse than his, yet he would not be able to fully see through it. This kind of field, this talent, was really terrifying.

Doyle's eyes were getting colder, and he was really murderous. He had never underestimated these young people of the human race, but he hadn't fully realized Song Zining's potential until this moment. In the past, Zhao Jundu and Qianye's reputation was too great, which made Song Zining's brilliance covered up. If he is allowed to grow up, the human race will have another super giant in the future.

The battle was imminent, but Doyle did not have the usual violent attitude of a werewolf, and his expression became more calm. Thousands of mountain peaks appeared faintly behind him, and one of them was particularly eye-catching.

This is the sign of the summit!