The blood count next to him had passed on the order and returned to the old man. He glanced at the image, slightly surprised, "Isn't this the Bai Bump of the Changping Bai family? She knew you were here, so she dared to make a move?"
The blood clan old man squeezed out a trembling smile, "For these little guys, I'm afraid I'm just a name written in historical materials, after all, there are only a handful of human beings who have dealt with me and are still alive. "
The Earl of the Blood Race sneered disdainfully, and said, "Human Race is just a short-lived species, and they dare to compete with our descendants of the Holy Blood!"
The blood race old man seemed to have thought of something, lost his mind for a while, and said: "Human beings are a very strange race. Such a short life is not even enough for our young children to grow up, but their strongest has power not inferior to ours. .Why would the eternal darkness allow such existence? I still can’t figure it out.”
The old man said with emotion: "Don't say it's me, even those aloof Highnesses, even Her Majesty the Queen, probably haven't figured out their mysteries."
The earl obviously had never heard similar words before, he was taken aback for a while, and said in a broken voice, "How is it possible?"
The old man smiled and didn't care about the earl's disrespectful words. He stared at Bai Bump in the image and said slowly: "Although she is a little guy, she is already very powerful. On this Yanmo Gobi, even if I She may not be unable to escape if she makes a move, the most outstanding descendant of Changping Bai's generation must have some good things to save her life."
The earl said meaningfully: "If she can't help but attack Russell, why can't she escape your grasp?"
The old man smiled and said, "Exchange Russell for Bai Bump? This deal is a good deal no matter how you look at it."
The expression on the earl's face suddenly froze, and his expression gradually turned pale. The old man understood the meaning of his words, but the tone of his response made him shudder.
The old man suddenly sighed and said, "But I won't exchange Russell, nor will I exchange you."
The count was a little at a loss, and then he seemed very surprised, but he was speechless, and finally just bowed deeply to the old man.
The old man flicked the image with his hand, constantly switching between various parts of the battlefield.
At this moment, in the fortress below, Russell has received the order to restrain the field, set up a giant shield, and slowly retreat. Behind him, thousands of dark warriors were driven desperately to attack the defense line of the White Lord. Every minute and every second, many dark warriors fell.
Relying on the fortifications, the White Valve fighters suffered relatively few casualties, but they also lost a little blood. The already fragile line of defense was even more precarious. If it weren't for the fact that the dark army was too large, it had already besieged the fortress, and there was no way out. Such casualties would have already caused morale to collapse.
During the process of retreating, Russell focused on Qianye's defense all the time, and only allocated a little attention to Bai Kong, and the other Baikong fighters were out of his eyes.
Qianye didn't pursue him either. This Blood Earl's level and defense were higher than him, and he had Burning Gold Blood. His explosive power and endurance far surpassed that of blood clans of the same level. , It is still a long-term stalemate. Counting it, Qianye's Dongyue had slashed and slashed with all his strength many times, leaving only a few notches on the opponent's giant shield, at least he couldn't see the possibility of smashing it.
After Russell retreated to the rear of the dark front, a white army officer hurriedly approached. Qianye had a brief conversation with him, then turned around and plunged into the dark army, causing blood to surge everywhere he passed. With his joining, this line of defense immediately stabilized.
In that dark hut, Bai Bump had already stood up, clenched his fists, his flickering eyes seemed to penetrate the wall, staring at the direction Russell was leaving. But in the end, she still didn't make a move, allowing Russell to safely retreat to the dark front.
She faintly felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at her. Once she made a move, that existence would also make a move. Since the war, Bai Aotu has remained motionless here. She is the highest fighting force in the fortress of the White Clan, recharging her energy to wait for the commander on the bloodship battleship to appear.
The battle of the strong is the decisive end of the battlefield.
Bai Bump clenched his fists and then released them, let them go and clenched them again, and finally sat back on the wooden chair, his eyes gradually drooping. She had to wait, and could only wait.
The fighting along the walls of the fortress is still going on, the blood has gathered into countless streams, covering the gravel ground, more and more soldiers fell, and the corpses began to pile up.
Qianye could no longer remember how many lives he had reaped, and Dongyue, who had been using his arms like a finger, was getting heavier and heavier, and it was getting more and more difficult to swing. More often, he stuck Dongyue into the ground and used the blood-sucking blade to kill the dark warrior instead. Qianye would use Dongyue only when he encountered a strong opponent.
A werewolf jumped up high, and threw himself on Qianye's body, the huge impact directly knocked him down. One person and one wolf rolled on the ground a few times before Qianye pushed the werewolf away from his body and stood up.
When the werewolf was only an arm's length away, the blood-sucking blade in Qianye's hand pierced his heart. As for the process of rolling on the ground, the werewolf's huge body also blocked several shots from the dark front for him.
It's just that the blood spattered by the werewolf sprayed Qianye's face, and his vision was completely red. Qianye wiped his face vigorously, and the surrounding became clear again.
Before he knew it, there were only three white clan fighters fighting nearby. When he first joined this front, there was a reinforcement company here.
A burning metal frame fell down, and Qianye took a step back. But he kicked something on his foot and almost tripped him. Qianye looked down and saw that it was the corpse of a werewolf. The rather rare brown-red hair made him feel familiar, as if he had just died by his hands not long ago.
At Qianye's feet, there was more than just a corpse. The corpses of the dark race and the white warriors overlapped each other, almost covering the entire battlefield!
Qianye suddenly couldn't help coughing a few times, and there was a sweet smell in his throat. It was a sign of exhaustion and fatigue, and he hadn't felt that way in a long time.
The original force has not yet been exhausted, and the physical strength is overdrawn first, because most of the people Qianye killed were ordinary darkness fighters, and later he almost supported this line of defense with his own strength.
Combat seems to be mechanically one kill, and then another target. Qianye knew that he couldn't retreat. As long as he took a step back, the tide-like army of darkness would open a gap and drive straight in, until it broke down a large section of the defense line. If he wanted to block the gap, he would need to pay more lives and pay a higher price.
Just as it was happening repeatedly in other parts of the fort's inner defense line in this long and hard battle.
Qianye smiled wryly, exhaled lightly, and casually put down another cannon fodder soldier who rushed up, then turned his head and looked around, looking at the surrounding battle situation. The position here is too close to the defense line of the strong white clan in the inner circle of the fortress, and the vitality plunder must not be used.
In fact, the giant blood ship in the air was like a huge shadow hanging over his head, Qianye didn't even dare to activate the blood-sucking blade. Only occasionally relying on the cover of close combat to absorb a little blood, but this is tantamount to a drop in the bucket, and it cannot meet the needs of entering the state of boiling blood.
What he can rely on now, apart from the resilience of the super blood physique itself, are only a few military stimulants left.
On the front on the west side of the fortress, the White Dragon Armor just swooped down from a high place and killed two dark viscounts in one fell swoop. He then floated into the air and flew back to the command tower. The blood was still dripping. By this time, the white man had no mobile power, and even he himself had to go into the battlefield.
The White Dragon Armor paused slightly when it stepped onto the roof of the tower, turned its gaze to the giant blood ship in the sky, then lowered its head to overlook the battlefield on the ground, and looked at the defense line where Qianye was.
After staring for a moment, he waved his hand to call for his personal guards, pointed to Qianye's direction, and said, "You three, bring a small team over there to support."
The guards responded and rushed downstairs, there were not many soldiers left on the roof, and there were very few people.
Someone next to him hesitated and said: "Second Young Master, you still need to keep some people by your side."
Bai Longjia was still looking at Qianye in the distance, and asked noncommittally, "I just reported from below, is he that Qianye from the Zhao Clan?"
"His self-reported name is indeed Qianye, but the emblem on his body seems to be... Respect Tang Li."
Bai Longjia was stunned for a moment, and glanced at his personal guard commander, who was also confused when he saw him. The Zhao Clan war zone does not border the Yanmo Gobi, so it was a strange thing for Qianye to appear here. If he came from the nearby Jingtang Li Clan Misty Forest war zone, it would make sense.
On the battlefield below, after a brief respite, the Dark Warrior launched another wave of attacks. Bai Longjia was no longer distracted, and regained control of the battle situation.
As soon as Qianye inserted a powerful military stimulant into his thigh, there was a screaming charge from the opposite side. He couldn't help muttering a few foul words, pulled himself together, beheaded several soldiers in a row, and rushed forward again. The dark warriors forced back.
"General Qianye, here we come!"
Qianye looked back and saw that there were only three people in the so-called reinforcements who could be called fighting strength, and all of them were wounded, the rest were ordinary soldiers. However, the costumes of these three men were different from those of other fighters. They were obviously the high-ranking officer costumes of angels with broken wings, but with the family crest of the White Man, they should be the personal guards of the White Dragon Armor.
Seeing them, Qianye immediately understood that the current battle situation of the White Clan might be very bad. Even the personal guards were sent out, which showed that there was indeed no one in the hands of the White Dragon Armor. But with the background of the White Clan, why hasn't reinforcements arrived yet after this battle has been fought? No matter how secret the hole card in the second hand is, it's time to show it. If the other strongholds of the White Clan were attacked at the same time, how large is the scale of the Dark Race's landing this time
These thoughts just turned in his mind, Qianye didn't ask any more questions, pointed forward, and shouted: "Come with me, everyone, go fuck that bastard again!"
At the time of life and death, the phrase "Follow me" is the most morale-boosting, and the nearby white clan soldiers responded loudly, and followed Qianye into the enemy's formation, killing fiercely.
The dark race is also afraid and exhausted. Around Qianye, blood rained all over the sky, and countless broken limbs and flesh flew everywhere. At this moment, in the eyes of the dark warriors, Qianye is simply more terrifying than the most ferocious war beast. They were finally afraid, and retreated like a tide. Even if a blood officer desperately yelled to supervise the battle, it was useless, and instead exposed his position.
Qianye pulled out the Twin Flowers, not afraid of expending his original force, and shot half of the blood officer's head away, finally forcing back another wave of offensive from the dark race.
He turned around and retreated inside the outer wall of the fortress, randomly found a place where he could barely get down, leaned against the half of the surviving wall, and finally took a breath.
At this moment, amidst the clattering sound from the side, a twisted but not completely collapsed metal frame tilted to the ground at another angle, and Bai Kongzhao came out from behind, only more than ten meters away from Qianye.