Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 128: long night

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"Is the medicine enough?" Qianye asked while passing a cigarette.

The battalion commander took a deep breath, lifted his spirits, and said: "There is still some medicine, but it is only enough for a day at most, and it needs to be strictly controlled. How can these black-blooded bastards suddenly change?" so much?"

Suddenly there were bursts of screaming and screaming not far away, which attracted the attention of the three of them. A young civilian was pulling an expeditionary soldier excitedly, shouting: "I need medicine! Give me medicine! My woman is going to die!"

Behind him, a young woman was half-lying and half-sitting against the wall, clutching her neck, blood was continuously gushing from her fingers.

The expeditionary soldier glanced at her, shook his head, and said, "She's dying. There aren't many medicines now, so we must use them sparingly."

"People are dying, so what else is there to save?" The man became more and more excited.

The soldiers of the expeditionary army turned cold and said, "Many injured brothers have no medicine, and the pain can only be endured! If it is given to you, what will those brothers who are dying use?"

The man suddenly grabbed the expeditionary soldier's gun, pointed at his head, and roared, "I don't care that much! Bring the medicine! Or I'll blow your head off!"

At this moment, a gunshot rang out, the man's head exploded suddenly, and the body fell limply. An expeditionary lieutenant came over, the muzzle of his pistol still smoking. He picked up the rifle, stuffed it into the arms of the expeditionary soldier, and said coldly: "Remember, whoever snatches your gun on the battlefield is your enemy! No one will save you next time!"

He reached out and patted the young soldier's shoulder, and said, "I hope you can survive tonight, rookie."

Bao Zhengcheng, Qianye and the battalion commander withdrew their gazes, and the atmosphere invisibly became a little more dignified. The scene just now was very helpless, but it was also very realistic. Everyone has encountered it more than once. When it comes to the battlefield, everything is given priority to military supplies, which is the iron law of the Imperial Army.

Qianye asked: "When will the reinforcements arrive?"

The battalion commander sighed, and said: "Looking at the direction these black-blooded bastards came from, the division headquarters is probably also on the way. The beacon I sent out was to ask them to go to the 60th Division for help. If the boys are lucky enough, the reinforcements will be available tomorrow morning." I realized that if it is a special force at the level of a full-scale soldier, maybe it can be earlier. But that's it."

Tomorrow morning, that would mean another long evening.

Qianye thought about it silently, and then said to the battalion commander: "Let your people help me find two blood clan melee weapons. Anything will do. I want an advanced one, the heavier the better."

The battalion commander immediately called the messenger and ordered them to go down. After a while, three weapons were sent, two of them were three-level blood origin swords, and one of them was the sword of the blood knight. The third weapon was a huge black axe, which was extremely heavy at first glance!

Qianye reached out to pick up the giant axe, weighed it in his hand, and was very satisfied with its weight.

Both Bao Zhengcheng and the battalion commander saw the corners of their eyes twitching. This giant ax weighs a full 150 kilograms! Even if it is a fourth-level soldier who specializes in evolving strength talents, it is very difficult to lift and swing, so how can he use it to fight

Bao Zhengcheng also recognized this giant axe. Its original owner was a sixth-level humanoid nerubian. He used up his original force before using "storm" to knock it down. But in order to cover his attack, more than a dozen warriors were cut in two by the giant axe.

Qianye tried to input the original force, and an original force array on the ax blade lit up, and a black and red mist appeared. This is only a second-level force weapon, but due to its weight and length, its power in melee is far higher than that of the third-level long sword of the blood race.

Qianye picked up the blood knight's saber again, and said, "I want both this ax and that sword. Now I'm going to practice, and I can recover a little more force. I hope we can all get through this night. "

Bao Zhengcheng and the battalion commander looked at each other, and each found a place to start practicing and resting.

The night was rough, but not without good news. The battle just now almost wiped out all the cannon fodder of the dark race, and the next step is to actually consume their regular fighters. No matter what kind of race the dark race is, it is not as populous and has many fighters as the human race. Any commander would feel heartache if they started to decimate their regular fighters in large numbers.

The earth castle fell silent for a while.

Qianye inspected his body, and unexpectedly found that there were two more ordinary blood qi that used to curl up in his heart. And in his blood, a large amount of foreign blood energy is still surging, like the surface of the sea that has not calmed down, the golden and purple blood energy is swimming like a fish in water, and wherever it passes, a large amount of blood energy is quickly swallowed and transformed.

However, the original force of dawn is like a rocky beach after the tide has receded, only a shallow layer has recovered, and it must be supplemented by operating troops.

Before training, Qianye finally decided on his new ability: precision shooting. This ability can greatly speed up his thinking speed at the moment of shooting, making it easier to lock the opponent's vital points and deliver a more powerful blow.

A new ability can be obtained by advancing to four levels. Originally, Qianye was still hesitating between firearms and melee abilities, and hadn't made a final decision, but now he has made up his mind.

Eagle Strike's long-range sniper killing, coupled with the two abilities of heavy bullets and precise shooting, coupled with the special force physical bullet, will become extremely terrifying in an instant burst, which is the key for Qianye to leapfrog and kill high-level dark races. In the next battle, the key to victory is whether or not you can kill the highest-ranking fighters of your opponent who command every node of the battlefield.

After selecting the ability, Qianye began to practice the Art of War, waiting for the new battle horn to sound.

At this time, in the tent of the dark alliance outside the city, the blood baron was pacing back and forth in front of the marching table, his face ashen.

There were two blood knights kneeling in the camp, and the werewolves and nerubians standing beside them also seemed very disturbed. The Baron is the commander-in-chief of this joint force, and he is also the most powerful. He is only one step away from breaking through the general.

The baron suddenly broke out, swept away everything on the table, and roared: "Trash! It's all rubbish! All the cannon fodder died, and such a small place has not been shot down! How do you want me to explain to the superior?! "

The blood knight was completely speechless under the natural suppression, and at this moment a tall werewolf said: "The firepower of the defenders in this stronghold is abnormally strong! Your information is wrong! And I suspect that there is a not weak to our strong."

Disgust flashed across the blood baron's face, and he said angrily: "How can my family's information be wrong? The strongest fighters there are only level five fighters. Did you see enemies above level five when you attacked the city? Idiots!"

The werewolf let out a threatening growl, without fear: "If you don't see it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist! I heard the sound of the eagle strike! Our warriors also suffered heavy losses due to the eagle strike! Old man, you have heard of those below the sixth level. Can humans strike with eagles? I think your castle is too damp, and your wooden head has rotted away!"

The baron was extremely angry, his eyes were bloodshot, he opened his mouth and whistled, revealing two long vampire fangs. Although the few werewolves were not as high as the baron, they all arched their bodies in a fighting posture, obviously not afraid of a fight.

At this time, one of the two nerubians said: "If you really want to fight, I will only be happy, but not now! If you can't complete the task, no one can explain it to the higher-ups. There was already an accident in this battle. Treacherous human beings have invaded the war zone ahead of time, and we shouldn't have stagnated in this ghost place. Baron Mike, I suggest you watch your tone. The Green Mane Tribe and we are not affiliated with you, but respect your strength, It’s all about acting together. If you don’t want to, then we will attack the city separately.”

The other spider devil said coldly: "So many high-level warriors of our two clans died in battle, but your blood clan's loss is not big. It's a little unjustifiable, right? There's no other reason, right?"

The baron narrowed his scarlet eyes, and asked solemnly, "What's the reason?"

The spider demon was suffocated and stopped talking.

The leader of the werewolf said at this time: "I need compensation. Give each of our two clans 30 force grenades, and forget about today's loss."

The baron's cheeks twitched immediately, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

The force grenades of the vampires are much more powerful than humans, but each one is handmade, and the number of craftsmen with this kind of craftsmanship is rare, so the output is also very rare. Even within the dark race, it is a luxury that ordinary troops cannot afford.

The baron glanced at the people in the tent and asked, "Who will lead the attack tonight?"

There was a sudden silence in the camp, and no one answered.

Somehow, a battalion-level human defense node has an extra strong man who uses the eagle strike, which is a powerful threat to any fighter below the seventh level. If the sixth-level fighter is unlucky, he may even be killed by a single shot. And that person fired more than one shot in a battle, even with the stimulant effect, the opponent was at least a sixth-level fighter.

No one wants to face the eagle attack in the chaotic siege battle. The only candidate is the Baron who is only one step away from the battle.

Seeing that all eyes were on him, the baron's face darkened, and he said coldly, "If I go out to fight, and those human special forces show up, what will you do?"

The nerubian and the werewolves looked at each other and fell silent.

It has been almost a day since the battle started in this Dongling mountain area at midnight last night. The entire mountain has become a battlefield, and the situation is extremely complicated. The nearest 55th Division of the Terran has pressed up on the frontal battlefield a hundred kilometers away, and the 58th Division on the other side has also begun to mobilize. However, their original battlefield position was 30 kilometers further north, but they were dragged here inexplicably. The latest news from the headquarters said that several human special forces composed of pure soldiers disappeared in the depths of the Dongling Mountains, and even the Windwolf Tribe has not been able to trace their whereabouts and activity areas.

Seeing their faces, the baron snorted, pointed at a nerubian and a werewolf, and said, "You two will fight together tonight! I will go to the perimeter to set up defense lines. The warning lines of the human defense nodes are only one day away." Marching distance, tomorrow morning, their reinforcements should arrive. I may not be able to stop it, so you'd better solve all the troubles tonight!"

The nerubian and the werewolf looked at each other and left silently. The baron stayed alone in the tent, staring at the pictures on the wall, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. A blood warrior brought in a cup of blood, put it on the table, and then quietly backed out. But the Baron just stared at the map and forgot even to savor the delicacy.

His eyes did not fall on the earth castle and the direction of the reinforcements of the human race. He was looking at the other two dark race troops, and his eyes were full of vigilance and awe. The baron picked up a pen and made a few bright red marks on the map. That was a threat level that only he understood.

Judging from the marks, the threat of the human reinforcements is far less than that of the other two dark race troops.

In the middle of the night, in the other courtyard of the Yin family outside Xichang City.

Qiqi read a piece of letter paper spread out in front of her twice in a row, and then called for someone to come in.

A beautiful young girl hurried in and then hurried out.

After a while, Ji Yuanjia walked in quickly. He had obviously rested, and he was not wearing a military uniform. It was a narrow-sleeved, right lapel and collared gown that noble men often wear.

Before he could stand still, Qiqi immediately asked, "Why did Qianye go to the mountainous area of the earth castle?"