On the battlefield, except for a handful of top experts, few people noticed the changes in the moon above their heads. Some powerful vampires felt something in their hearts and looked at the full moon in the sky in unison.
The warriors of the dark race gathered silently, waiting for new orders. They suddenly found that the battle formation seemed to be extremely thin. Looking left and right, there seemed to be a lot of warriors, but they were inexplicably panicked. Some smart people soon discovered
Something strange happened, the number of officers in the army, especially the strong ones, was much less, and even a few could not be found in some formations.
Strong men are the backbone of an army. Everyone knows how far a cannon fodder unit without strong men can go. Now that the number of strong men in the army has suddenly decreased by half, the army is immediately shaken.
Some survivors who had withdrawn from the front line looked back at the second line of defense strewn with corpses, and suddenly had a chilling thought: Did they all die there?
On the battleship, Count Nerubian appeared again, but this time he was walking with a limp and half of his body was covered in blood. His voice was weak and hoarse, and he said, "Sir, I'm back."
"How are the casualties?"
"We lost about one-third of our troops. After several battles, the casualties on the human side should be around 4,000."
"Twenty thousand warriors were replaced by four thousand humans?"
Count Spider Demon said: "Sir, most of our casualties are cannon fodder. It is normal for the battle loss rate to be high."
Pratt snorted, his eyes were sharp, and he glared at Earl Nerubian. The Earl quickly lowered his head to show his humility and did not dare to look at Pratt.
However, Pratt had long seen the dissatisfaction hidden under the earl's respectful and reasonable appearance. He kept his emotions and asked lightly: "So now, what is your suggestion?"
This is a question with a trap. Count Nerubian thought about it for a while, then gritted his teeth and said: "Sir, it doesn't matter how many cannon fodders die, but too many of our powerful men with titles have died in battle! This is the skeleton of your legion.
!Sir, even the Marquis of Red Fang died in the battle. If you hadn’t taken action personally, I’m afraid no one would have been able to stop Qianye.”
The corners of Pratt's eyes twitched slightly, he raised his head, glanced at the full moon in the sky, and said slowly: "If this is the case, then... withdraw the troops."
"What?" Count Nerubian couldn't believe his ears.
"Retreat." Platt repeated the order.
"You can't retreat! Sir, if you retreat like this, all the credit will be taken away by Lord Russell. And by then, he will probably blame you for the failure in the first battle! We still have troops.
, just keep on the offensive, even if it’s a symbolic offensive.”
Pratt's eyes were deep and he said: "That will only happen if Russell can defeat him."
At this point, Count Nerubian knew that Pratt had made up his mind, and he did not dare to say anything anymore, so he had to accept the order and retreat.
The retreat horn sounded, and the dark race army slowly withdrew from the battlefield. The gate of Baicheng opened wide, and a troop of nearly a thousand people poured out from inside, and began to quickly clean up the battlefield.
The mercenaries did not have much time. The window period for this battle was less than an hour, and a large black floating ship appeared in the distance.
Several Yongye warships lined up in front, confronting Baicheng from a distance, covering the landing of the transport ship behind. As countless soldiers walked out of the transport ship, a new battle was about to begin.
Suddenly, a faint coercion came from the distance, and a huge warship broke through the clouds and slowly flew towards the battlefield.
This battleship has a clear demonic style, and its size is at least that of a Duke-class ship. Its appearance immediately boosted the morale of the soldiers, and cheers rang out.
Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Why did he bring his ship here? Is he looking for death?"
No matter what type of giant battleship it is, it will be difficult to move close to the ground. Especially when the two armies are fighting in a large battlefield, and the enemy and ourselves are intertwined, the requirement for air strike firepower is precision, not power. If the terrain of the battle is special, the battleship will be even more difficult to move.
Always pay attention to your fighting height.
The role of giant battleships on the battlefield is to deter and prevent them from being cut off. If they are used to directly participate in battles, unless they plan to level both their own and enemy troops on the ground, they must be careful of the opponent's strong men gathering to force them.
Board the ship.
Moreover, the Hall of Heroes is parked outside the void at this moment. If the demon-born Duke really joins the battle with a ship, then Qianye can control the Hall of Heroes to pounce down and prey on the prey that is brought to his mouth.
However, the Duke's ship hovered several hundred meters above the ground and made no further movements. It seemed to be just guarding the formation.
Transport ships arrived one after another. Countless dark warriors stepped out of the ship, surging like a tide. The dark army did not attack immediately, but began to build various fortresses and fortifications in place. This action
, which is similar to Song Zining’s deployment when he attacked Baicheng.
Subsequent transport ships also unloaded many large construction machinery. Then a particularly strong transport ship came and actually erected a small power tower directly in the fortress.
Baicheng tentatively fired two waves of long-range force cannons. The range was obviously unable to reach the fortress. However, the dark race reacted immediately, and the strong ones intercepted most of the cannonballs, and the remaining ones were also intercepted.
Hit the middle ground.
Judging from the speed and intensity of this wave of interceptions, it can be seen that it is basically impossible for Baicheng to interfere with the opponent's encampment. He simply saves his artillery fire and seizes the time to rest.
Preparations for the dark army went on all night, and at dawn, a fortress of comparable size appeared opposite the White City. Behind the fortress were endless barracks, and no one knew how many soldiers had gathered.
At the top of Baicheng City, Song Zining put down his high-powered telescope and said with a solemn expression, "I'm afraid this battle will be difficult to win."
Qianye said calmly: "I knew it would be difficult to fight from the beginning. When will the reinforcements arrive?"
Song Zining shook his head and said: "No matter when the reinforcements come, I'm afraid we have to get through this hurdle first."
Qianye nodded slowly and said: "As always, leave the Duke to me."
Song Zining frowned slightly and said, "Qianye, now is not the time to show off, are you sure?"
"My blood energy accumulation is already on the verge of breaking through. If I don't care about the consequences, I can advance to the next level at any time. Although there is still a gap between me and him at that time, it is not impossible to fight."
"It's not time to go all out, let's fight a few games first. Hey, I have set up here for a long time. If you want to take my position, you can't do it without paying the price. It depends on how determined they can be."
In the Duke's ship, Russell was sitting on the central throne, resting his chin on his hand and looking down.
In front of the throne, stood two strong werewolves and a spider demon count. They were all injured, with blood stains constantly seeping out from under the bandages. Their breath was weak, and they looked like they were barely able to even stand. This was because they were being tortured.
Duke Platt stayed behind to handle the so-called handover of the coalition officers.
Russell's figure was thin, and his pair of deep eagle eyes were like lightning flashing, and he said slowly: "So, Pratt just left like this, and didn't leave any troops behind?"
Count Spider Demon hurriedly said: "That's not the case. Lord Pratt's troops have suffered heavy losses and are in urgent need of rest. Lord Pratt wants to reorganize at the rear and wait until the combat strength is restored before joining the war..."
Before he finished speaking, the demon-born Duke on the throne snorted and flicked his fingers. When the spider demon Earl heard the fingering sound, his eyes suddenly popped out and he grabbed his own throat with both hands, but he couldn't say a word.
. He struggled desperately and revealed his spider body, but finally fell down, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Russell's eyes fell on the two werewolf viscounts and said: "I just killed a coward who ran away from the battlefield. Why, do you have any objections?"
The werewolves were too busy saying they didn't dare.
In fact, the earl is already considered a big shot in Yongye society, and can be said to be a true noble of the upper class. In normal times, no matter how arrogant and powerful Russell is, he cannot kill an earl at will. But the two werewolf viscounts know it very well.
, this is a battlefield, as long as there is a reputation for escaping from the battlefield, he will be killed.
In fact, here, the power of Deputy Duke Pratt of the Spider Demon was not much worse than that of Russell, but he was greedy for power and rushed forward. He attacked first before the real leader Russell's army arrived. Unexpectedly, he encountered the enemy under the White City.
They suffered a bloody blow, not only did they lose their troops and all their heavy equipment, but more importantly, the backbone of the powerful knights suffered heavy casualties and were truly injured.
Although he was defeated and fled, Russell could still file a serious complaint based on this. Although it was not an escape before the battle, it was perfectly normal for the fight between two duke-level figures to involve several viscounts and other small figures.
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The werewolves were not Pratt's subordinates, and they had no intention of seeking justice for the Earl of Nerubian. Seeing their submission, Russell nodded, slowed down and said, "Go and inform Pratt, no matter where he is now."
, let him return immediately and lead all the troops! This idiot can't see the situation clearly at this time. If you can't win this battle, you will basically die here."
After the two werewolf viscounts were taken down, a demon marquis in the command hall asked: "Is the situation really this urgent?"
Now all those left behind are his confidants. Russell said: "Outer space has been lost. The remaining mobile fleet only dares to protect the most important nodes and has no courage to fight the human fleet again. And on the ground battlefield, those wastes are also
Retreating steadily, the three-pronged human army
There are two lines of advance with a clear target here. Once they are reunited, this place will never be taken back. Nearby is the largest aerospace take-off and landing base in the entire floating continent. Without this base, our army can withdraw.
Once it’s done it’s considered very good.”
Another demon Earl said: "When did the human race become so powerful? Haven't they been suppressed and beaten by us before?"
"They brought in many strong people from the mainland, real strong people."
Someone with a sharp mind suddenly thought: "Aren't they afraid of leaving empty space in the homeland when they mobilize their troops like this?"
Russell said coldly: "How about the mainland of Great Qin? The parliament has its own arrangements. But our battlefield is here. The fact is that the strong humans have already arrived, so don't take any chances."
The confidants looked at each other and asked respectfully: "Who is leading the two groups you just mentioned? How come we can't stop them?"
Russell said slowly: "It's Hai Mi all the way, and Zhao Jundu all the way."
Needless to say, Zhao Jundu has a great reputation, but the real high-level demons were all shocked when they heard Hai Mi's name.
Seeing that the morale of the army seemed to be a little unstable, Russell said: "The Parliament has sent two Dukes, Sen and Doyle, to intercept it. It should be okay."
I didn’t have the confidence to say this, and the people below me naturally had even less confidence. The Demon Marquis couldn’t help but said: “It’s not enough to stop Hai Mi with just two dukes, right? According to Great Qin’s military usage habits, her army
There will be at least one powerful deputy who is close to the level of a god general, and the emperor's blood in that woman is so frighteningly rich that she was able to hunt down the Marquis even though she was not a god general back then. Why doesn't the council send more people, even if
It would be nice to have one more deputy duke."
Russell smiled bitterly and said: "How could the parliament not think of this level? The question is, who is willing to go? The mobile fleet has lost control of outer space. Even a Duke-class ship may not be able to escape the human race.
The strangling of the Guards Fleet. So in those two directions, there is actually no way out."
Only then did everyone suddenly realize and understand why two dukes of ordinary strength were sent to carry out such an important task.
Among the great aristocrats of the Evernight World, unspoken rules exist especially among the middle and lower classes. Rank only represents a person's level of power, and the real combat power, background, and identity of strong men of the same rank may be vastly different.
This time the mission is too dangerous. Ordinary dukes will still obey the orders of the Eternal Night Council. However, if they are the head of a certain well-known clan or a core member of a famous family, even the council cannot use them as cannon fodder.
"There is another not-so-good news. I heard that Gaoyi has also arrived in Fulu. Maybe one day we will meet her." Russell said slowly.
This time, the demons were even more shocked than before. The human race has a limited lifespan, so there are always a number of famous god generals in Great Qin. And the members of the imperial family have attracted much attention from Yong Ye Fang even if they have few activities at ordinary times. They are
Like many famous families in Yongye, most of them only appear during national wars. In the eyes of the dark powerful, they naturally receive the same attention as the famous families of the four major races.
Russell raised his voice: "So, if you don't want to be thrown into the frontal battlefield, you must win this battle! Send the order, assemble the team, and prepare to attack!"