——A tragic war, the twilight of mankind. In the blood and fire of this life-and-death battle, Xie Ning, your painstakingly sharpened sword will finally... When will it be unsheathed? In the despair of those who think they have lost their lover.
In these days, Su Su, is the hope you are pursuing with all your heart... already shaken...
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The sky in Daling City seems to always be blood-colored, reflecting the blood-colored waves of the surging river, and also reflecting the... red snow on the desolate snowy ground.
It has been more than two years. This majestic city that stood not far behind the Daling River, which was known as the Bloody River a long time ago, is now full of traces of war, dilapidated, and has become a huge military camp.
It is the largest and most important support point of the Empire's Daling River Defense Line, and is also the location of the headquarters of the Empire's Daling River Defense Line.
It was noon in early spring, and the stubborn grass was already sprouting new green shoots in the white fields around Daling City. However, Daling City was in solemn silence, seeming a little silent.
There are not many pedestrians on the street, and the sound of cars is extremely rare - magic crystal has been regarded as an important strategic material and has been prohibited from being used by civilian vehicles by the empire. Now, most of the vehicles owned by the residents of the Daling River Empire may be stolen by the empire.
They were requisitioned by the team, or parked at home collecting dust.
What's more, there are not many empire residents in Daling River - the empire has moved all the families of the Far North Legion to the inland, but Daling City has become the home of the Far North Legion, the Imperial Guards and other major legions.
Where to stay.
Therefore, the sounds that can occasionally be heard throughout the Daling River can only be the orderly but tired footsteps of the mobilizing troops.
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Yes, tired. According to the sixth bloody battle of Daling River, three months have passed. Every soldier in Daling City, every soldier in the empire, and everyone in the empire. Even all human beings seem to have fallen into a trap.
In a state of exhaustion and exhaustion.
In this life-and-death battle of blood and fire, no one can be spared.
To the west, the alliance, the tribe, and the merchant alliance are fighting life and death with the barbarians on the grasslands in the central part of the southern continent. The stubborn chiefs seem to have lost all their glory and reserve, but they are turning to their traditions again and again.
Allies, the Chinese Empire is frantically asking for help - the chiefs are not those weak alliance members. They will not cause trouble to their centuries-old staunch allies until the most critical moment.
To the east, the Chinese Empire was also asking for help from the Southern Continent again and again. It almost drained the last of its own blood.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth battles were three arduous battles. The imperial troops were tightly guarded by the barbarians on the other side, and in futile attacks again and again, although they shared a lot of pressure for the west, they also failed to do so.
...gradually manifested a kind of paleness and weakness after losing a lot of blood.
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The factories at the rear of the Chinese Empire are gradually filled with old people, women, and children. After batches of young and even middle-aged men are simply trained, they are sent to the front line. They become the front line magic soldiers and magic warriors.
They were all plundered from the oldest to the youngest and filled into the Demon War Legion.
However, the Daling River seemed like a bottomless pit devouring life. Groups of soldiers were sent to the front line. But there, the Chinese Empire could only maintain a force slightly inferior to that of the opposite side.
Supporting the defense line of the Daling River. Time and time again, necessary but futile attacks were launched on the other side.
And the Daling River is already flowing with... countless amounts of blood.
From magic soldiers, to magic warriors, to officers, to generals, and even...
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Southwest of Daling City, the former enemy headquarters and underground command center.
"Absurd! Extremely ridiculous!" An extremely angry voice sounded there.
"Mr. Yang Guogong, please calm down, calm down." A young man's voice followed closely behind him, but he said comfortingly.
"How can I calm down? Ah? Tell me how you want me to calm down? The troops on the front line have changed. They say they are the Far North Army and the Guards Army, but actually? They are the remnants of the Far North Army and the Guards Army.
In addition, the major armies in the interior of the empire and even their reserves are a hodgepodge. The army has been reorganized three times!"
Yang Qi walked around anxiously in a hall of the underground command center.
"If we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat ourselves without the barbarians! Now the entire empire's military force is basically concentrated on the front line, and the front line force has also reached an extremely dangerous critical point. But they are still looking forward to it.
We attack!"
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"The empire has been extremely kind to them. How many good men died in that damn river just to cooperate with them?"
"And what about them? They retreated again and again at first, but now that idiot de Gaulle finally knows how to delegate power to the two smarter guys, the battle line is finally stabilized, and there should finally be some improvement in the west? As a result, after three battles,
Three times we claimed to have achieved more or less brilliant victories, but in fact we made no progress at all."
He threw the gloves in his hand hard on the sand table and said angrily.
"There is no other way. The barbarians have occupied the entire western continent and the northern part of the southern continent. The stalemate continues, allowing the barbarians to breathe and accumulate strength. The day they launch another offensive will be the beginning of the complete destruction of mankind."
The young man who looked at him with a helpless smile said.
"Then we can't just count on us to attack. How many people do we have left? How many people are there from the barbarians on the opposite side? We still have to take the initiative to attack. If this continues, by the time they make a breakthrough, we will all be dead!"
Yang Qi said angrily.
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"They just want us to contain..."
The young man whispered, but it aroused Old Duke Yang's anger even more.
"Containment? That's nice to say. If you don't attack where you stand, the barbarians will be afraid. They won't dare to reinforce to the west. After all, we don't need to use our lives to buy them a greater chance of victory, but we still have human lives to exchange for them.
Is it? Their military strength is always superior, so they can’t think of a way on their own?”
"When we are losing ground, we need to contain them. When we stabilize the front, we need to contain them. Now we know that we lost too much before. If we continue to be in this stalemate, we will end the game. If we are desperate and want to counterattack, we still need to contain them!"
"But we have been using weak attacks to contain the strong for so long, how can we still contain them? They shit, and they want the empire to wipe their butts. But the empire's blood is almost drained, and there is no paper to wipe it! They have to wipe their own butts.
It’s not clean anymore!”
Yang Qi roared angrily all the way.
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"Although they always have the superior force, there is always Longer on the opposite side. They hope that we will contain them, and they also hope to increase their chances of winning. Even if it is just a little bit, they may achieve a breakthrough. We really can't continue to waste like this, old man
My Lord, the whole battle is a chess game. Our side is attacking the strong with the weak and losing too much blood. It is impossible to make a breakthrough. If they continue to be so half-dead, this war will be in trouble."
The young man still smiled bitterly and explained in detail.
"Lon Er is a god? Didn't they also have two talented generals? They will always crush the past with superior force?"
Yang Qi finally calmed down a little and said angrily.
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"My lord, the war is not a one-on-one battle. If it weren't for me, Xingyao, I would have crushed your sky. If I had ten people, I would have defeated eight of you."
The young man looked helpless.
"The problem is that we have been using eight to fight ten, and we have fought countless times! They are using ten to fight eight, but they always hope that we will drag away one more from the eight opposite them - even if it is ten
You're such a pig, you've been doing this for so long, so you should overturn the other side?"
Yang Qi suddenly became angry again and said a series of words.
"In short, I don't agree. They can do whatever they like. If they want us to attack again, don't even think about it!"
"If it hadn't been for that His Highness, we would have attacked? Thank God if we could have defended!"
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"It's because of His Highness that the Allies think we still have some strength left." The young man smiled bitterly again.
"It's because of their idea that I call it ridiculous! Do you really think that His Highness is a god? Even if he is a god, if he continues to fight like this, he will be tortured to death by the opponent."
Yang Qi's face was filled with anger.
"Speaking of it...what a pity. The fourth battle was originally the best opportunity, but it failed..."
The young man's eyes dropped, and he suddenly said quietly.
"Yes. Your Highness. But that was something that no one expected. Who knew that His Highness would suddenly appear in the army during the fourth battle, and be so... magical?"
"Now that we have missed the opportunity, what we should consider more is, what should we do now? Should we really respond to the Allies' request and launch the seventh battle again? We have far exceeded the limit of what we can bear!"
"The reason why we can still hold on is, firstly, because of the unyielding blood of my good Chinese man, and secondly, because we are lucky enough to have that His Highness! But our blood has almost run out, and that His Highness is not a god, nor is he a god.
If you protect it well, it can even be easily killed by a demon."
Yang Qi also sighed, but slowly reiterated.
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"Okay, old man, let's not discuss this anymore."
The third prince of the empire and the former deputy chief of staff of the enemy's general headquarters, Xia Xia, finally ended his wry smile today and also ended the discussion with Yang Qi, the former enemy's commander-in-chief, that had been discussed all morning.
"Anyway, they are on the plane coming over. When they arrive, we can discuss it carefully?"
"By the way, sir, I have something to do when I go out at noon. Please give me permission."
He suddenly seemed to remember something again, but he said seriously.
"The war is fierce and dangerous. Although the front line has temporarily calmed down again, the barbarian assassinations have been rampant. Where are you going?"
Yang Qi looked at him immediately, but said hesitantly.
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"I'm going to see that His Highness."
Xia Tian smiled.
"Do you need me to accompany you?"
Yang Qi suddenly had a look of understanding on his face. He thought about it and then asked.
"No need, I'll just call General Tang. The barbarians hate His Highness to the core, and they won't have much thought to attack me, the deputy chief of staff, until they succeed."
Summer shrugged.
"That's fine. It's still the rest period after the war anyway, so there won't be any emergency military situation... Then you go."
Yang Qi pondered, but waved to Xia Tian. (To be continued...)