The dark race didn't give the empire much time to make arrangements. In less than three days, several armies marched to the Heishi Valley, split into a joint attack, and went straight to the tiankeng.
The tiankeng itself has a radius of tens of thousands of meters, and the surrounding black volcanic land is even hundreds of miles in radius, an area comparable to a large province of the empire.
Hundreds of thousands of troops were scattered in this area, but it was just a small splash. The imperial troops did not leave the tiankeng, but stationed there. Song Zining made it clear that he would use the tiankeng as the battlefield for a decisive battle with the dark race.
There is no reason why the dark race should not, although the black fire in the tiankeng is raging now, and it has not yet reached the time when it can pass through, but when the black fire will be extinguished, even the Supremes can't tell, so let the races gather more at the tiankeng. If you stay for one day, you risk one more day.
This area is really vast, neither the empire nor Yongye can block the opponent's actions, even if there are only a few passages close to the tiankeng, but there are many passages outside the edge. The black fire in the mountainous area is also changing from time to time. No one knows when the black fire will be ejected from the cracks in the ground, blocking the passage, so the battlefield variables have greatly increased.
At this time, Zhao Jundu and Song Zining were standing on the top of a mountain, and the heroic black fire was burning behind them, but Zhao Jundu was surrounded by green and black force, and he used this force to seal the town in all directions, overwhelming the black fire. Do not come near.
Under the burning of the black fire, Zhao Jundu's green and black origin power was consumed very slowly, it seemed that it would not be a problem to sustain it for a day and a night.
Song Zining stood within the range of the eight-way seal, looking much more relaxed.
He looked at Zhao Jundu, and said: "Your original force is really weird, you can actually withstand the burning of the black fire. If it were me, I'm afraid it can last for two or three hours at most."
"My force was cultivated in the new world, so it's normal to be more resistant."
"This... is the reason."
Song Zining looked into the distance, and just over ten kilometers away, a group of dark race fighters were lining up and marching towards the sinkhole. The line was long, and it looked like there were at least 10,000 people. Regardless of the original force breath or equipment, it shows that the elite level of this troop is not inferior to the Imperial Red Scorpion and Broken Wing Angel.
Although they were not far apart, Zhao and Song stood in front of the black fire without any fear of being exposed. The black fire has a strong suppression on the perception. Although it has no light, it is extremely blazing. It is more uncomfortable to look at it than to look directly at the sun. If the perception is swept away, it will be burned by the black fire. Only by forcibly cutting off with force like Zhao Jundu can he be safe.
Song Zining frowned slightly, obviously feeling that this army was difficult to deal with. Zhao Jundu suddenly said, "Have we seen at least three such troops?"
Song Zining nodded, "This is the fourth team. If you count the ordinary troops, the dark race has already assembled... 300,000 soldiers?"
This number surprised Song Zining himself. However, he straightened his eyebrows and said, "That's fine, it's all battle achievements."
Zhao Jundu said: "Don't be too careless. Are you really sure to deal with so many dark races?"
"Play slowly, you have to exhaust them. You won't even believe me, will you?"
Zhao Jundu frowned, "Give me a reason."
Song Zining helplessly spread his hands, "Well, the reason is that even if I stand here, I can still use the Heaven's Secret Technique. It's just that the result is vague and consumes a lot of energy."
Zhao Jundu was taken aback, thought for a while, took out a handful of counting chips, and threw them on the ground.
"It turns out that you also know how to do magic tricks..." Song Zining didn't finish his teasing, when he saw those counting chips that fell on the ground suddenly burn, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye. Zhao Jundu snorted, his face turned pale.
Song Zining said: "Seeing that you are still so cautious, I believe that you will not go crazy for a while."
Zhao Jundu said: "But I think you are crazy now."
Song Zining sighed and said, "Is three hundred thousand a lot?"
"If it can be sent here, it's not too small." Zhao Jundu's words made sense. Those who can fight in the Black Sun Valley are the best of the best. So far, the empire has only sent in 150,000 people. And the reinforcements of the dark race are still coming in a steady stream.
"According to my estimate, there will be at least another 300,000."
"How come there are so many?"
"Don't forget, werewolves still have three continents."
"Aren't werewolves excluded from the new world?"
"That was before Yerro died in battle. After Yerro was lured out by me and King Qingyang was killed, it is estimated that there have been differences among the dark race. The best solution is to force the werewolf to give up the share of the new world. Send in more troops. I don't think it will be long before we see werewolf troops showing up."
"If I were the werewolf leader, I would definitely not send elite troops over at this time." Zhao Jundu said.
"The fighters who can enter the Black Sun Valley are not far behind."
Zhao Jundu nodded slowly.
"What, are you afraid?"
Zhao Jundu said lightly, "I'm afraid that the empire won't be able to reward you with too much military merit."
Song Zining laughed, "Then why don't you designate two more provinces for your family?"
No matter how broad-minded Zhao Jundu is, no matter how deep the city is, he can't help but change his color slightly. Song Zining's proposal, to be honest, has already crossed an unwritten red line in the past. In the past, no matter how prosperous the aristocratic family was, its territory would not exceed five provinces. Now the Zhang Clan is in full swing, and there are only four provinces. The fourth province is still separated from the ancestral land and is being developed.
And the Zhao Clan is sitting on Youyan, and the third province has actually been defeated, but the name has not been rectified because the rebels have not been eliminated. In fact, the Zhao Clan was already secretly planning the fourth province. This plan was originally tailor-made for Zhao Jundu, but it was only delayed when the New World War broke out and Zhao Jundu suffered serious injuries.
But now, Zhao Jundu practiced fire to refine real gold, which was originally not favored by others, but he has become more and more handsome, at least he has achieved a level that no one before him has achieved. Seeing that his original force had turned into pure black, and the explosion was imminent, this plan began to be mentioned again within the Zhao Clan.
Using Qianye as a bargaining chip to exchange the title of the hereditary Duke Rong is the key link.
Since the Battle of the New World, Zhao Jundu and Song Zining have already accumulated countless merits. If they defeated the Dark Race in the Battle of the Gate of the Inner World, the merits would be so great that the rewards for the two provinces would be small.
The empire has always rewarded military exploits the most generously, and the most uncompromising. This is the foundation of the Great Qin State, so adding two provinces for the Zhao Clan, even if it breaks the ancestral system, it must be implemented.
Zhao Jundu had never thought of this verse before, upon hearing this, he couldn't help but be moved. After all, he grew up in a wealthy family, and the concept of family status and territoriality has been deeply rooted in his bones. No matter how he has no desires or desires, he would blush when he heard the word territory. Land means the space for people to live and multiply.
Song Zining was actually the same way. He looked at Zhao Jundu enviously, and said, "It's better for you, at least I have a family foundation. No matter what I do, I can only take one province, and the rest are empty."
"A prince is not imaginary."
Song Zining hurriedly said, "Forget it."
"Empress Li will arrange it for you." Zhao Jundu said meaningfully.
Song Zining shivered, "Don't do it!"
"You seem to be particularly afraid of her?"
"How can it be?"
"Could it be that you did something wrong?" Zhao Jundu's eyes were particularly sharp.
"It's all good for their Li family, so how can you be guilty."
"It's good for the Li family, but it's bad for other families?"
Song Zining talked about him from left to right, but Zhao Jundu clung to this topic. Song Zining had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "So what if you don't work for Empress Li? Will you help that noble concubine of the Zhao family?"
Zhao Jundu was dumbfounded. Compared with Empress Li, the noble concubine of the Zhao Clan is useless in both appearance and means. The older generation used their temper back then, and the consequences have continued to this day.
In particular, there were rumors that she provoked Lin Taizai in front of the emperor, and somehow even King Qingyang swept in, so now even King Qingyang has a bad face when he sees the princes of the Zhao Clan, which offends people No one has the courage and ability anymore, and this has become a reason for others to criticize the Zhao family for being big-hearted.
"Don't talk about that, go back and prepare for the war. I have a hunch that this battle may not be easy."
Zhao Jundu said: "The dark race has suffered so much from us, so we have to think of some countermeasures. The victim sent over must have been selected, and we will be in a dilemma whether to eat or not."
"really."
The two left the peak to join their troops and prepare for the next battle.
The decisive battle broke out outside the gate of the inner world. Unexpectedly by the dark race, Song Zining and Zhao Jundu separated again.
The empire set up a fortress at the fortress leading to the gate of the inner world. With the help of favorable terrain, they wanted to fight a fortress offensive and defensive battle head-on with the dark race. Song Zining, on the other hand, led the mobile troops to wander around the periphery, and their whereabouts were unknown, making the dark race always worry about their rear and supply lines.
Dividing troops is a big taboo, especially when the empire's military strength is still weaker than that of its opponents. The commander of the front line of the dark race thought that the human race had finally made a foolish move, and immediately launched a fierce attack.
However, under the rather crude fortress of the empire, the army of the dark race encountered unimaginably tenacious resistance. Zhao Jundu stood on the top of the city himself, fighting side by side with the imperial warriors. The black origin force was like a tornado, engulfing the strong men of the dark race and smashing them to pieces.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jundu was covered in bruises under the siege of the dark race, but this time, in the black force, the essence was separated from the minced flesh and blood of the strong man of the dark race, which was absorbed by Zhao Jundu's wound. As a result, the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
How to fight such an opponent? The weird black force made even Nerubians and Demons feel evil. And Zhao Jundu's recovery speed at this moment is even faster than the boiling blood of the blood clan.
In this way, the casualties of the dark race army made the rear commander terrified. However, seeing that the imperial soldiers on the city wall were also falling down in rows, the commander gritted his teeth and persisted.
Even if the casualties far exceed those of his opponents, his military strength is far greater than that of the human defenders. If this goes on, the human race must be the first to collapse, and in the end, his losses may not necessarily be much more than the human race.
At this moment, a murderous aura suddenly rose from behind the battle formation, and Song Zining led an army to appear behind the dark race. The troops deployed by the commander-in-chief to guard the rear were wiped out without even sending back a warning signal.
Under the front and back attacks, the one hundred thousand army of the dark race was defeated, and less than half of them fled back.
When the same battle happened again, the dark race finally found out the problem, how Song Zining managed to eat up tens of thousands of guard troops without letting a single person escape.
Before solving this problem, the dark race didn't want to attack the city again, but the empire actually brought a large number of construction machinery, and started to build a construction site next to the tiankeng leading to the inner world, assuming a posture of hands-on research.