Seeing that the momentum was not right, Ge Shitu took over the conversation and said: "Why bother to say more? Now that I am here, and we join forces, do you think we can still rush through here?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the corners of the mouth of the figure on Hai Mi's mask seemed to be slightly curved, revealing a sneer. She said lightly: "Originally, I was only 30% sure, but you appeared too slowly, and the demon idiot has been severely wounded by my three arrows.
It’s a great achievement to have only seven or eight in strength left. What’s strange to me is that that idiot has never seen me. We had fought against each other before, so why did you stay there for so long and take action so late?”
Sen's expression immediately changed. Until Ge Shitu appeared on his own, he didn't notice anyone next to him. It was obvious that Ge Shitu deliberately concealed his traces.
Ge Shitu said angrily: "You were just a little girl back then, how can you be the same as you are now?"
"Isn't this little girl holding on for a long time in front of you?"
Ge Shitu knew that explaining this kind of thing would only get darker and darker, so he opened his hands, blood-red light flashed on his fingertips, and shouted: "It's useless to talk more, just beat him!"
However, as soon as he opened his hands, he suddenly saw another arrow on the long bow in Hai Mi's hand. This arrow was completely black and seemed to be able to absorb all light. Only from the contrast of the changes in the surrounding environment could he realize the existence of this arrow.
exist.
Ge Shitu's hair stood on end and he exclaimed: "The seventh arrow!"
Before the cry ended, the black arrow had already shot out! The moment it left the string, it had already appeared behind Ge Shi Tu.
Ge Shitu yelled, made a very complicated turn, and rushed away, not caring about the forest and the towering pass of the tens of thousands of troops below.
Sen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the situation would take such a turn for the worse.
Hai Mi took off her mask, revealing an almost indescribable face. She looked to be no more than twenty years old, and the past years had not left any trace on her face. However, this beautiful face was very pale at the moment.
It was unclear whether she had been hiding under the mask for too long or whether she had suffered any injuries. However, from the corners of her eyes, two lines of blood were flowing down. The sad beauty also showed that her condition at the moment was not good.
She turned to look at Sen and said, "Do you know why I took off my mask?"
Sen's face was solemn. No matter how much he thought about it, he knew that it could never be a romantic reason. He was on full alert and asked, "Why?"
"I just said that I was only 30% sure of hitting you, but after I shot you, it became 60% sure."
Sen became more vigilant and said: "Then what?"
"Then? If I work hard, it will become 100%!" The smile on Hai Mi's face disappeared and he slowly drew out another arrow.
Sen was shocked!
Even though she knew that the seventh arrow that Hai Mi had just shot must have paid a heavy price, and she only had two arrows left, Sen didn't want to test how powerful these two arrows were.
Even if he ran away, he didn't want to risk his life here.
"Wait a minute!" Sen quickly raised his hands, wanting to say something.
But how could Hai Mi pay attention to him? The long bow was gradually full.
Seeing that something was not going well, Sen no longer dared to bargain, so he turned around and left. Finally, Hai Mi did not actually shoot the arrow.
Ge Shitu and Sen evacuated one after another, and one can imagine the morale of the dark race troops below. The Imperial Vanguard stopped the attack at the right time, so the Yongye defense line suddenly became busy, and the garrison troops evacuated in stages.
The empire does not interfere, nor does it intend to pursue. The most urgent goal of the Eastern Route Army is to complete the meeting, not to kill the dark army. The army on the opposite side is fully organized, but it is missing its commander. If you are greedy for this little military merit, it will arouse
The other party is desperate, and I don’t know how long it will be dragged on.
Hai Mi stood with his bow in hand until Yong Ye's troops had retreated in pieces. Fang said, "Let's go." Then he turned around and flew into the battleship.
Before returning, she put on the mask again so that no one could see her happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.
The Imperial Eastern Route Army set off again, rolling through the defense line and advancing rapidly along the edge of the floating continent.
The middle lane is another story.
Zhao Jundu divided his troops into several waves and attacked alternately, always taking the lead in each battle. Therefore, the morale of the army was extremely high, everyone died, and they marched straight towards Baicheng like a broken bamboo.
Since Zhao Jundu went to war, the empire naturally paid more attention to it. Duke Wei personally took charge of the middle route army as a pillar. When Duke Doyle appeared, Duke Wei naturally took over and fought with him from the ground to the void.
Without the support of duke-level experts, how could Yongye's army withstand the assault of the Imperial Middle Army, which was dominated by the Zhao Clan's private army? Every line of defense was penetrated, and the entire central area of the Floating Continent was cut into pieces. If it weren't for the misty forest,
This natural barrier and the defense line of the dark race may not be destroyed to what extent.
In a series of assault battles, Zhao Jundu showed another side that had been hidden by his strong personal force in the past: in terms of talent for commanding on the spot, he was no worse than the empire's first-line generals. He had an almost intuitive sense of the weaknesses of the Yongye defense line.
With his keenness, he can often collapse the opponent's defense with one strike.
On the other hand, most of the Yongye warriors now know that the Floating Continent is over. Everyone is thinking about how to escape. They are not interested in fighting, and their determination to defend is not firm.
However, a few counselors vaguely felt that Zhao Jundu's use of troops this time was already a bit radical. He led the army to fight without any regard for the strength of the troops, and regardless of the surrounding situation, he just marched his troops straight forward without making any detours or detours.
Fortunately, Zhao Xuanji is still in charge of the overall situation of the unfallen city at the rear, and various supplies of materials are constantly being sent, giving priority to replenishing the army in the middle. However, Zhao Jundu's troops are invincible, making all his plans and suggestions useless.
In addition, there were two teams drawn from the guards of Zhao Xuanji and Zhao Weihuang to sweep Zhao Jundu's left and right sides to protect his flanks.
As a result, Fulu Middle Road almost became the domain of the Zhao clan, while the East Road was dominated by the imperial family, and the remaining aristocratic families, including even the Qingyang Zhang family, all crowded into the West Road.
This is a rather strange pattern. People who are interested have tried to figure it out over and over again, but they can't grasp anything. It just feels like there are too many people in the imperial family and the Zhao clan.
Although the imperial family and the Imperial Guard have always been the vanguard in the national war, the Battle of Floating Continent does not seem to have reached this level. Moreover, most of the royal reserved territories are located in Qin Continent, and the Changsheng King who is now in charge of Qin Continent is old. Once the empire
After losing the King of Heaven, Yong Ye took the opportunity to attack the mainland. He still had to rely on the imperial family to support the overall situation. He invested too much in the Floating Continent. How to adjust the situation on the mainland?
In Baicheng, in just one day, the entire city has been changed beyond recognition. There are not a few tall buildings in the city, and all obvious targets have been completely destroyed by the Evernight Heavy Artillery.
The city was completely in ruins. The ground was covered with corpses, and the foundation and soil were no longer visible. Thick smoke was still filling the air, but the firelight was much weaker. There were not many things left to burn in the city.
From the beginning of the attack, Romil was almost crazy and threw all the heavy artillery shells into the city. This indiscriminate bombing was indeed effective. At least most of Song Zining's carefully prepared heavy artillery group was destroyed. Fortunately, the shells were all hit.
It's almost done, Qianye and Song Zining don't feel distressed either.
They didn't care about feeling distressed. As soon as the bombardment ended, the dark army attacked. In one day, Romil's army launched eight attacks. Although they were all beaten back, there was fighting in every corner of the city.
traces of the past.
In the ruins of a house, Qianye stood against the wall, smoking silently. This was a rare enjoyment on the battlefield at this moment.
Song Zining, covered in dust, emerged from nowhere, sat down on the ground in front of Qianye, and shouted: "I'm so exhausted! Where did these guys get so much cannon fodder? Aren't they heartbroken?"
"How many more of us are there?"
"We'll talk about it later. Give me a cigarette first. I've already finished smoking it by then."
Qianye touched his body and found that there was no one left, so he handed the remaining half to him. Song Zining didn't care much, took it and took a deep breath, and then said with satisfaction: "I don't know why.
Whenever there is a war, I want to smoke..."
After smoking, Song Zining retreated in a flash and said: "We have about ten thousand people left. But there are only a few hundred people in the reserve team that has not been used. Their attack is so crazy, it is simply impossible."
normal."
"Only ten thousand?" Qianye knew that the casualties must be heavy, but after hearing the specific numbers, there was still an unexpected heaviness.
Song Zining seemed to be thinking from a different perspective, "By the time this battle is over, Dark Fire will probably go bankrupt."
This time, Qianye and Song Zining brought a total of 40,000 troops from a neutral place. Except for nearly 10,000 people who stayed behind in the fleet, the rest were thrown into the battlefield of Baicheng. In just one day, more than half of the entire army was killed or injured, which shows that the battle situation was tragic.
If in a neutral place, regardless of whether it is offensive or defensive, if the battle damage reaches this level, the army will basically collapse.
In the melee with flames of war burning everywhere, even Qianye and Song Zining were unable to care about the ordinary mercenaries. They had no time to care about the powerful knights of the dark race who were like ants eating elephants.
However, Qianye still had an unreal feeling when he thought that more than 10,000 soldiers died fighting on such a small piece of land.
Song Zining knew what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't think so much, this is war. More than 10,000 people died here, and three or four times as many as us on the other side, not counting all kinds of spiders."
, servants of the warg."
The biggest headache for Yong Ye Fang is that the reproduction rate of the human race is much faster than that of most dark races, and is slower than the reproduction rate of the servant soldiers. However, the servant soldiers cannot be trained into high-level warriors or even powerful knights. Although the human race is only partially able to awaken the force of dawn,
But after training, you can basically use weapons. In this way, at the level of real warriors, the individual combat power of the human race is relatively weak, but the intergenerational replenishment speed is much faster.
Therefore, in battle, as long as the human race has fewer casualties than the dark race warriors, it is usually acceptable. So far in the White City defense battle, the dark warriors have suffered several times more casualties than the mercenaries. No matter where they are placed, the results can be said to be brilliant.
.
But Qianye's frown did not relax.
On the battleship in the distance, Romil looked at the battle report with the number of casualties in front of him, and dark clouds seemed to be slowly gathering above his head. After a long time, he said: "In other words, we lost 50,000 soldiers in just one day of fighting?"
A count said cautiously: "It also contains missing numbers."
"Trash!!" With a snap, the battle report hit the earl in the face.