Bao Zhengcheng could hardly believe his eyes! Is this how it got through tonight? He suddenly became excited and survived this battle, which meant that reinforcements were coming!
In two successive battles, they caused heavy damage to the dark race coalition forces, especially the opponent's high-ranking fighters suffered heavy casualties. Faced with such a remnant army, the expeditionary army only needs to dispatch a regiment to beat them back.
"we won!"
"Reinforcements! Reinforcements are coming!"
Sparse cheers resounded from every corner of the ruins, and the surviving soldiers came out of the positions one after another, began to gather and rebuild their establishment. This is necessary for survival.
When the soldiers regrouped, Qianye found that there were less than two hundred soldiers still fighting. The battalion commander has died in battle, and among the non-commissioned officers present, he is the only one with the highest rank. Qianye then took over the command, and with Bao Zhengcheng's assistance, reorganized the combat units, arranged defensive positions, and then rested and waited.
Time passed bit by bit, and the gray sky gradually brightened. All the soldiers were full of hope, expecting to hear the dense gunfire from the periphery. The first ray of sunshine fell into the small town. It was ten o'clock in the morning, but the haze that weighed on everyone's hearts became heavier, and there was no movement outside the town.
Occasionally, there would be a loud noise from the camp of the dark coalition army. With the increasing mountain wind, the town seemed even more silent and cold.
Has the Terran defense line been completely breached? That will destroy more than just their defense node, there is a human settlement thirty kilometers away, and many soldiers in the earth castle garrison have family members there.
But Qianye and Bao Zhengcheng also had another huge stone in their hearts. Who was that fake military map aimed at? The 131st company or the entire defense battalion
On the wasteland in the afternoon, a light off-road vehicle was speeding towards the station of the 60th Division. Ye Muwei was driving the car, and Gu Liyu was sitting next to her.
Gu Liyu looked down at the sundial driven by the force in his palm, still looking calm and composed. He didn't say a word, but Ye Muwei became nervous because of his action, and subconsciously accelerated the speed of the car.
Ahead, the continuous barracks where the 60th Division is stationed have emerged from the horizon.
After showing the identity certificate, the off-road vehicle drove smoothly into the gate of the station. But as soon as he entered the camp, Gu Liyu's expression changed. The entire camp was empty, most of the tanks, heavy artillery and other equipment were missing, and the soldiers almost disappeared. In such a huge camp, only one battalion stayed behind.
Gu Liyu grabbed an officer next to him and almost yelled in his ear: "What's going on, where are the troops! Where are the troops?"
The officer was almost suffocated by him, and he was about to draw his gun. Only then did Gu Liyu notice that his hand was too strong, he quickly calmed down, revealed his identity, and asked to see the top officer who stayed behind.
A moment later, a colonel hurried over and explained the whole story to Gu Liyu.
After listening, Gu Liyu said slowly: "So, Miss Qiqi used the warrant of the military department to directly transfer the entire 60th Division?"
"That's right, that's right!" The colonel complimented. Although his military rank and age were older than the young officer in front of him, he didn't dare to provoke people in the military department. Then he graciously added details, Miss Qiqi arrived in the early morning, and asked the 60th Division to mobilize all the soldiers in the morning and set off before noon. Among them, senior military officers and special forces followed Miss Qiqi and set off half an hour earlier.
At this time, Gu Liyu had completely recovered his usual demeanor, and he just said gloomyly: "But I have sent an order in advance to recruit the 60th division." Imperial military law, it is a serious crime for troops not to obey the order.
The colonel kept making amends, almost nodded and bowed, and said, "But Miss Kiki came in person, we have absolutely nothing to do."
Ye Muwei asked inappropriately at this moment: "Why does Miss want to transfer the 60th division?"
No one answered.
The colonel was at a loss, but Gu Liyu knew it all. At this moment, another thought turned in his mind. Mrs. Jing An Tang had passed away fifteen years ago, but the power and manpower she brought out from the Song Clan were obviously not obtained by the Yin family, and were still firmly in Yin Qiqi's own hands.
The sun orbited in the sky, and then came behind an upper continent, and the sky began to gradually darken. What dimmed down together was not only the survivors of the earth castle, but also the mood of the dark coalition commander.
Baron Mike was spinning around restlessly, full of anger and nowhere to vent, and he didn't stop for a quarter of an hour throughout the day. Although the mutiny was suppressed for the time being, the dark clouds were about to overwhelm the coalition camp, and no one could tell whether it would trigger a more intense riot in the next moment.
In the middle of the camp, there were several werewolf corpses, and it was obvious that the blood had been sucked dry. All the werewolves were staring at the baron viciously, and the black-haired werewolf was even more unscrupulous, even growling in a low voice.
The black werewolf had wounds all over his body, most of which were stabbed by the blood clan's long sword. In the turmoil of the battlefield, he himself suppressed two blood knights, and almost killed one of them.
Baron Mike had a terrible headache, but he knew what he had to say: "I believe that none of my soldiers did this! Because we didn't..."
He instinctively and habitually wanted to blurt out that noble nobles with holy blood would not suck the dirty blood of werewolves at all, but when the words came to his mouth, he immediately swallowed them consciously. Once these words are uttered, those violent werewolves will definitely pounce on them directly, regardless of the difference in strength between the two sides, otherwise it would not have taken so long to suppress the entire coalition forces.
No matter how much Baron Mike hated and hated werewolves, he couldn't do too much. Not only because it is now a period of battle with the human race, but also because in this direction, the werewolf and the blood race also have a warrior-level powerhouse. Unfortunately, werewolves are slightly stronger.
Thinking of this, Baron Mike slowed down and said, "I will definitely investigate this matter! But we have to take down the earthen castle first."
"Investigate? Yes, but what about the time?" The werewolves would not give up easily.
Baron Mike suppressed his anger and said, "The end of the war will begin immediately, and I will give you an answer within a month."
The werewolves looked at each other and nodded slowly.
Baron Mike ordered people to carry the werewolf mummy down, spread out the military map, and began to plan the next attack.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of voices outside the camp.
The baron frowned and shouted angrily, "What are you arguing about?!"
His roar used the original force, and the sound spread throughout the barracks, and even weaker soldiers would be dizzy from the shock. The baron was already extremely impatient, and directly showed his strength, demonstrating against the werewolf.
However, a soft and cold voice came from outside the tent: "Master Baron, are you welcoming us?"
Hearing this voice, Mike suddenly shivered, and lost his voice: "Surrey!"
A tall and thin middle-aged man walked into the tent, smiled and said, "Dear Mike, it's rare that you still remember my voice."
He was pale, with a well-trimmed mustache, and his eyes were bright red. Obviously, he didn't know who he had fought with outside the camp.
Mike's pale face was a little blue, he stared at Surrey, and asked, "Master Viscount, I remember that your war zone is not here?"
Sarri smiled and said, "I heard that your progress here is not going well, and you have lost a lot of senior fighters, so come and see if there is anything you can do to help!"
"I can handle it myself! Don't worry about the Viscount!" Mike immediately refused.
Sarri stroked his mustache and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to reject my offer? Actually, I didn't come here by myself this time, I just sent out for the princess."
Mike's heartbeat immediately accelerated a lot, and he asked hurriedly, "Princess? Which princess?"
Among blood clans, princesses have a special definition. Only the direct descendants of the prince as the heir, or those who have awakened the blood of the ancestors, can be called princes and princesses.
Surrey smiled but did not answer. He listened carefully to the movement outside, walked to the door of the tent, corrected his appearance, stroked his chest and bowed, assuming a gesture of quietly waiting to be greeted.
Mike's eyelids twitched continuously, and he couldn't afford to offend a superior who could make Sarri so obedient. As the highest commander here, if he didn't come out to greet him, he would be in bad luck the next moment. Mike didn't care about cursing Sarri who ran in to delay his time, and rushed out of the camp immediately, and saw a group of vampires walking into the camp.
Both males and females of this blood race are exceptionally handsome, wearing dark red trimmed cloaks with high collars, and a bloody mandala flower embroidered on the neckline of dark black robes.
Looking from a distance, Mike knew that this team of vampires was extremely powerful, generally at the jazz level, and besides Sarri, there were two generals following him!
But what shocked Mike was not their individual strength, but the mark of the mandala flower. That represents an extremely ancient family, an exceptionally brilliant surname, and indispensable powerful strength and influence in the dark world.
This is the symbol of the Monroe clan. In addition to the current Prince Fred Monroe, it is said that there are two ancient princes sleeping in the clan's secret hall.
This team of vampires seemed to be moving slowly and fast, and they appeared in front of Mike in a blink of an eye. Without even looking at Mike, they walked into the camp of the Chinese army. A girl in the team came out more and more, and sat down directly on the seat that belonged to Mike.
Mike rushed into the tent, startled and frightened, and quietly glanced at the girl who was sitting safely. Even by the standards of the blood race, she is perfect, but the black hair and black eyes rarely appear on the blood race.
Seeing such eye-catching features and the pale golden mandala flower on the neckline, Mike immediately thought of someone, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and said, "His Royal Highness, why are you here?"
Yetong said lightly: "I heard that the situation here is not very good, so I came over to take a look."
Mike was stunned: "The progress of the earth castle has indeed slowed down a bit, but at most one more attack is enough. It's just a small accident..."
Ye Tong suddenly pointed at the werewolves in the camp and said, "Go out!"
The werewolves were stunned for a moment, then turned into anger, and roared, "Why?"
Yetong turned his head to look at them, and a werewolf was reflected in each of the two pupils, and then the two images began to distort like water waves.
The two werewolves in the camp suddenly let out a long and miserable howl, and there were dense bone-crushing sounds from inside their bodies. They changed from human form to wolf form involuntarily, but their bodies were obviously distorted, and they fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.
Ye Tong slowly looked at the remaining two werewolves. The two werewolves were so terrified that they fled directly from the tent, not even caring about their companion's corpse.
Yetong reached out and waved lightly, and the two Monroe guards threw the two wolf corpses out of the tent.
When there were no werewolves in the tent or even fifty steps outside the tent, Yetong's face looked better.
Sarri took a step forward at this time, and said to Mike: "Your Highness is not here for such an insignificant place as the earth castle. We will stay here for one night to help you block this round of attacks from the human race."
"Attack, which unit? The 55th Division is still fighting, right? The 58th Division is still far away from here." Mike asked a little blankly. Unless the human race still wants to fight air battles in this battle, they don't plan to use airships to transport troops, right
"It's the 60th Division."
Mike was stunned. He didn't know why the 60th Division suddenly left the defense zone and moved towards this side, but His Highness's words are always right, otherwise, how could such a big man waste time in this backcountry
Although the combat power of the expeditionary army varies from good to bad, the fighting power of the teams on the border between the Chen Bing and Bing clans is not weak. Even if Mike didn't have any loss, a reorganization division of the expeditionary force could swallow his manpower in one go.
In the wilderness, countless heavy-duty troop transport trucks transported the soldiers of the 60th Division and drove towards the earth castle. And in front of this team, a convoy of light off-road vehicles has left the large troops far behind.
All the soldiers sitting on the light off-road vehicles were soldiers above the second level, and they almost included all the senior officers of the 60th Army. The engines of the convoy were roaring, and the lights were like snow. They looked extremely arrogant and ferocious in the dusk of the evening, as if they were threatening the darkness.
In a car in the middle, Qiqi was yawning and looking outside boredly.
At this time, the convoy stopped suddenly. Qiqi frowned and asked, "Why did you stop suddenly?"
"Miss, I'm afraid we can't go any further. You'd better come and see for yourself."