The Gangele River looks very deep under the dull night, and even the waves are like surging out from the abyss and hell. The sound of the river is not a rumbling sound, all the turbulence is hidden under the water surface, and there are only the sound of rustling water waves and the sound of the cold wind blowing.

Although it is already February, the weather is still cold. On desolate land like the aliens, the cold wind seems even more bone-blazing. When the mecha walked out of the other side of the river, the water dripping traces of water had not even dripped, and it had frozen into a thin layer of ice on the steel shell.

The ice shell at the joints shattered as the mecha moved, fell to the ground, and was stepped into the soil, but the large ice layer was still frozen. Although the ice layer was not thick, it also brought a considerable load to the mecha. After all the mechas quietly left the river, the heating system was temporarily turned on.

The heating system immediately melted all the ice shells and evaporated quickly. For a moment, a large amount of water vapor appeared in the entire forest by the river, rising in the darkness. However, with the blowing of the cold wind, the steam had not yet left the woods, and had dissipated in the wind. Leng Shang looked around, compared with the satellite map and was watching the terrain, and finally confirmed that this place was indeed not a place suitable for ambushing.

"Now the analysts of the Military Commission are in trouble. When I go back, I will see if I can tell them a good deal!" Leng Shang gritted his teeth and looked at the scene in front of him. The forest opposite the Gangele River was simply not many tall trees.

The people from the Analytical Section of the Military Commission also swear that on such a river beach, there must be thick trees that have grown for many years. After years of screening and nourishing the flooding of Gangeer River, the rainforest trees that remain on the river bank must be thick as round tables. But when you come here, what's the matter?

There are a few melons and two dates growing in a crooked manner, not to mention that they are as thick as a round tabletop, some may not be as thick as a single person. Of course, it is definitely enough to hide a few people in such a forest, but how can I hide a mecha that is more than 20 meters high? Leng Shang couldn't help but have a headache.

The drone had already flew over this large forest in advance, transmitting the night vision to Leng Shang's light screen. It has to be said that this forest is really useless. You can also vaguely see the thick tree stumps cut by the river, hidden in the accumulated mud and sand. On these stumps, there are some trees that have grown up and grown on the huge stumps, and some trees that have fallen around and are tilted due to the impact of the water flow.

Because they are destroyed by water flow every year and soaked for a long time, these independent trees are often not high, and the coverage height is further reduced due to skew. The trees that survive on huge tree roots are of varying quality and are relatively scattered in parts. After all, not all roots can survive again.

"Tsk!" Leng Shang couldn't help but say: "The aliens are really a model for fishing in the dry pond. Such a large tree has been cut down. Needless to say, they all went to build houses and build war equipment, and a group of mentally retarded! Without these trees, the flood plain of the Gangele River will continue to spread outside. In a short time, the river will become five thousand meters wide! What should we do now?"

Qiu Shao said: "It seems that we can only use the plan I mentioned before."

Leng Shang had no choice: "What other choice?"

At this time, in the central territory, Hei Tong looked at his subordinates' rewards and couldn't help but frown: "Now it's everywhere that the Aiken tribe intends to produce the blood of the heavenly way? Many races are starting to move. Fortunately, the Aiken tribe submitted a self-verified confession as soon as possible and asked us to investigate. Although the result has not yet come out, it has at least blocked the mouths of many races. Who is this method?"

The old man in black robe standing behind Hei Tong said, "Can it be him?"

So far, the old man still doesn't know who Guan Jue is, or even his name. Moreover, Guan Jue's appearance was disguised, and it was useless to say that he was given to Hei Tong. Therefore, when talking, they could only use "him" instead.

When I heard about the incident outside, the old man thought of this venomous snake-like man, but Hei Tong shook his head: "It's not yet confirmed that there must be other entanglements of interests. We cannot judge if we don't understand some of the truth. But since the Aiken tribe has such a problem, the other party uses a race that cannot be dealt with as bait, it can only mean that they may have made complete preparations, especially to guard against us, the race that involves the most central interests of the blood of the Heavenly Dao. I guess we won't get any useful news for the time being, but we should still make some precautions as soon as possible."

The old man asked: "Do you want to control all the production workshops in our hands? If the Aiken tribe is really suspected of controlling the refining method of the blood of the heaven, then other races will always be moved. At that time, all the alien races want to get a piece of the pie, and the workshop is the focus of their penetration."

Hei Tong smiled: "Do you think there is nothing you can do if you hide the workshop? The other party's methods are clever. Gao Ming is clever to make a public news that is not up to the public. Regardless of whether the Aiken tribe has a formula for the blood of heaven or not, they have already fallen into doubt. With such doubts, there will be a race who thinks that the Aiken tribe has actually secretly earned its own interests behind the scenes. In such an environment, the hearts of any race are black, and everyone is a villain, even if you

They are gentlemen, and in their eyes, you are also villains. What is the difference? I'm afraid the Aiken tribe itself knows this, so they will let us intervene in the investigation as soon as possible. What they want is not absolute innocence, but our innocence. Let's intervene and see if there is really something wrong with them. Of course, I don't think so. At that time, our core races will naturally trust them. As for the suspicion of other races, what's the importance of having our trust?"

The old man couldn't help but open his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. Such intrigue, open and secret struggle between major forces, was still out of reach for him a month ago. Now that he suddenly got involved, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed, and his mind felt completely useless.

But this is not the case. After thinking for a while, Hei Tong said, "I suspect that the Aiken tribe must have other actions behind it. Regardless of whether it is related to the blood of the Heavenly Dao, a race that is so smart and good at calculating will never be able to pin life and death on other races. If you are not careful in the alien territory, it will be doomed. The Aiken tribe must have countless retreat options. At this time, such a situation cannot be groundless. It can be able to calculate the Aiken tribe and our race. Even if you want to use conspiracy, you will never frame it out of thin air. That would seem too fake! Since there are other calculations behind the Aiken tribe, it is hard to say. Or with the Heavenly Dao.

Blood has nothing to do with it. They may use such things as an excuse to attract the attention of all races and secretly execute their other plans. Or simply related to the Blood of Heaven. They are the formula for the Blood of Heaven... No, they must have found an ally, obtained the Blood of Heaven, and prepared to operate secretly. Although they don’t know what their purpose is, nor do they know what the purpose of the race that spreads this news. In short, the chaos of Blood of Heaven has just begun. It’s just that these races are too naive and only see the benefits that can be grasped in their hands, while ignoring those invisible and more powerful things!”

The old man then began to slowly clarify the route and said, "Is it possible that he put the formula to another race? After all, the formula we control is absolutely confidential. At least for now, even among the Night Clan, except for the two of us, no alien race can obtain a complete formula to achieve production. If the Aiken clan really finds an ally who controls the formula, according to their cleverness, if they cannot occupy the market at the same time as us, they will definitely not cooperate so urgently and are eager to deal with this public opinion."

Hei Tong admitted: "It is very likely, no wonder there were many back doors in the Aiken contract when he signed the contract. I couldn't understand these back doors at the time, but since the Aiken tribe did this, it would not harm us at all, so I deliberately gave them a favor. Anyway, the Night tribe is the Night tribe, and I am me. Now it seems that these back doors are for the Aiken tribe to escape from crime in the future. When they cooperate, they are also plotting against their allies! If something really happens in the future, the Aiken tribe can turn the blame off and remove them clean. I have to say that this is really a clever method! Perhaps in their opinion, I have only one purpose of doing this, and I want to use this war and the interests of the blood of the heavenly way to control the control of the Night tribe, haha!"

The old man's mind began to get confused again. Whether it was the Aiken's calculation, the ally of the Aiken, or the Black Pupil and the Night Clan, the complex calculation relationship between him gave him a headache. He couldn't help but ask: "What is the purpose of the race who is walking behind the news?"

"Who knows?" Hei Tong smiled slightly: "All situations are possible! It may be that the ally of the Aiken tribe found another race before looking for the Aiken tribe, but it did not cooperate successfully. Now he is jealous and cannot afford to offend these two races, so he can only do things behind the scenes. Or he has secretly learned about this matter and wants to threaten the Aiken tribe and share some benefits. Or it is in our interest alliance that wants to borrow such things to put pressure on us and gain more benefits. If it doesn't work, turn around and threaten Ai.

The Ken tribe will gain benefits from there. In short, as long as it is reasonable, it may be true without knowing the specific information. But it doesn't matter. The most important thing is that the emergence of this rumor has allowed us to determine the background of the Aiken tribe. Even if other races are not so smart, according to their rather than killing the wrong person, they will continue to stare at the Aiken tribe in the future. And behind this matter, there is a deeper mastermind behind it. Haha! Now the alien territory is not as messy as it is, I'm afraid this is his purpose, right?"

When the old man heard this, he thought of it, and couldn't help but shudder. This man had just passed by the border for a month and took out such a thing, which made the entire alien territory tragic. If it were just his casual actions and such an effect was produced by chance, it would be understandable. But if that person really had manipulated all this behind his back and had already prepared the development trajectory of everything, it would have been terrible...

"Boom!" The artillery fire exploded in the night sky, and the dark night suddenly lit up the sky.

The attack of the Western Army began. Even the Centaur tribe had already prepared, and there were a large number of soldiers in the entire garrison site. However, when facing the attack of the Western Army, they still felt more desperate. There was no other reason, just because of the current situation and the momentum of the Imperial Army.

Since the war began in early February, the imperial army has been unstoppable and has almost pushed over. The western races are focusing on their own interests, and even the large races of the eastern races are preparing for how to minimize losses and retreat. Only these exiled races are left here to stay in the mantis arm as a chariot.

It was really a mantis arm to chariot. They faced the power of the entire empire. However, the direct forces of the central and western races in the eastern region have now retreated, leaving only the defenders of their troops stationed, and they had to stay here to resist the empire's attack. Faced with such an isolated situation, the empire's heroic army ahead of them, and no race dared to say that they could win this battle.

But they would never be able to retreat secretly when they saw the imperial soldiers coming. If the western race knew about it, all of these soldiers would have to be sent to the mines and workshops to work as hard labor, and they would probably end up exhausting. Or they would simply be transformed into suicide squads and forced to rush to the battlefield to trade their lives for life.

For their own lives, many garrisons choose to stop. Send the original suicide squads of the garrisons to the battlefield and die a group of them first means that they have fought to the death. Then, after a little confrontation with the empire, they will start to retreat without waiting for the empire to attack the garrisons near the garrisons. As long as they show such a situation, there will be some remarks after returning to the west. However, so far, there are not many who can successfully escape, but few garrisons know about this fact.

They only saw other garrisons using such strategies to fight against the empire and flee, but they didn't know that after the empire had been fooled twice, they would organize teams, first dragging foreign masters to other places, and then using ambush to attack front and back. It was just that few aliens who were ambushed could escape the battlefield, and the eastern region's garrisons were not so dense, and under the pressure of the empire, they did not have an effective way of communication with each other, so the message was transmitted too slowly. Often, before the news was reached, the empire had already captured the next garrison.

Therefore, when the imperial artillery fire was remembered, the suicide squad was released. At the back of the garrison site, under the cover of artillery fire and fighting sounds, senior and main combatants were organized to quickly retreat from the rear, and the front was handed over to the masters for temporary resistance.

The true realm and master level masters of the alien race have gone to the battlefield to fight against the masters and mechas of the empire. The most miserable ones are those masters. Many races cannot fly, and they can only rely on their legs to deal with the masters who can fly and a large number of mechas. It is simply miserable and can't even run away.

On the entire battlefield, they are the real cannon fodder. But the masters are not worth much money in alien races. For any race, there are always a few masters with a large number and a strong bloodline, even a race can have thousands of masters.

For alien races, the master is the standard for adult masters, and unlike humans, they need to understand the laws before they can be promoted. This situation has led to the battle of these masters becoming more crazy. They all know that only by delaying as much as possible can the team retreat safely and their own tribes get rid of the harsh consequences.

The battle began to heat up from the beginning, but the apparent intensity did not make the Western Army blind. They were already too familiar with it, and these stationed troops used the same trick. Under such a crazy attack, the alien race did not discover that the conventional troops of the empire did not come on the field, but only fought with mechas.

Faced with these suicide squads, there is no tactics at all. The mechas are directly crushed by them, which is the best choice. Moreover, they cannot have many. If there are 600,000 troops stationed at the garrison point, it is already awesome to have 20,000 or 30,000 suicide squads, and there is no need to consider excessive combat losses.

Sure enough, not long after, the suicide squad was exhausted. The troops of the Western Frontier Army entered the garrison site in an orderly manner under the cover of mechas, leaving some people to sort out a large amount of supplies thrown here by the alien race, and the pioneer troops continued to pretend to pursue them casually behind the alien race.

The aliens fled in front, as excited as the garrison sites that were pursued before, and felt that when they were trapped somewhere, the Imperial Army would give up chasing. For this team, they had to face the Gangele River and the vast and long style Luoqiao on the river.

The style Luo Bridge, according to the local dialect of nearby races, means a high, long and hard bridge. Correspondingly, the Gangeer River means a vast and long river. According to legend, this bridge is built under the design of human engineers in ancient times. It has a history of nearly 20,000 years, and it still stands firmly on the Gangeer River.

The alien races ran to the river and saw the Style Luo Bridge, and were all overjoyed. However, the centaurs were not inexperienced races. They became good at fighting and had a very online sense of crisis. Standing by the bridge, they first sent scouts to see if there was any danger on the other side.

Not long after, the Centaur tribe, who received no dangerous rewards in front of him, led the team to rush across the Style Luo Bridge, but saw that the convoy suddenly rushed out from the opposite side of the bridge, and many men in black robes.

Master O?
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