In the western part of the Emerald Sea, the originally unstable situation completely boiled over after the arrival of groups of floating warships.
The floating battleship landed on the vast grassland, and fully armed human warriors jumped out from it. Generally speaking, the equipment of these warriors is more sophisticated than that of the Darkfire mercenaries. Many of the styles look very suitable for small battle formations, but the clothing styles
The colors are different and look a bit messy.
These are the private soldiers of various aristocratic families. They were originally stationed in Liao City of Zheng State, but now they have been transferred to the west.
A bearded general looked into the distance, and he could still see rising smoke pillars on the horizon. He waved his hand behind him and said: "You, take dozens of people, go over and have a look."
The adjutant took the order, led the family soldiers into the off-road vehicle, and drove forward. Several off-road vehicles rushed out from other directions in the same direction.
The bearded officer sighed and said, "You have to take credit for this nonsense!"
Several off-road vehicles gradually approached, and a group of werewolves suddenly appeared in front of them, running in this direction. Several private soldiers instinctively grasped the heavy machine guns on the reconnaissance vehicles, and without hesitation began to fire wildly. In a blink of an eye, they knocked down those running behind them.
The werewolf at the front.
"Stop! Don't shoot!" a werewolf soldier shouted, but the private army ignored him.
The soldier immediately jumped off his off-road vehicle, knocked away the private soldier operating the heavy machine gun, then turned the muzzle of the gun and started shooting at the off-road vehicles on the left and right. The heavy machine gun bullets hit the ground beside the vehicle, splashing
The raised dust fell all over the car, frightening the private soldiers and turning their guns this way.
Seeing this, the werewolf soldier stopped his heavy machine gun and shouted loudly: "Those are our tribesmen! They are Lord Qianye's people! Do you outsiders want to betray Lord Qianye?"
"Joke! When did Lord Qianye turn into a werewolf? Are we outsiders?" Some private soldiers laughed, but the heavy machine guns in their hands still stopped.
A private army veteran with a fierce face pointed his gun at the werewolf and said: "I don't care so much, if you point your gun at us again, I will kill you now! No matter what Mr. Qianye does, he will not
Protect a wild dog like you who points your gun at your own people!"
The werewolf warrior put down his heavy machine gun and said coldly: "If you massacre our people again, you won't be able to stay here for long. Don't forget, you also have a wife and children in the rear, don't let them receive your body!"
As the two sides were confronting each other, a private soldier suddenly shouted: "Werewolves! So many werewolves!!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw dust flying on the distant skyline. The dust gathered into billowing dust dragons, rushing towards the sky and covering the earth. In the smoke, countless werewolf warriors were roaring and running towards us!
This time, the expression of the werewolf warrior also changed, and he shouted loudly: "Those are Duke Gale's people! We must stop them!"
"You're crazy! With just a few of us, how can we stop you?"
The fierce veteran said: "What he said is right. If we don't stop them here, those brothers in the rear have just landed and haven't gathered yet. No one will be able to survive if they are rushed by them!"
At this time, an officer jumped out from the inside of the vehicle and said: "Who is the youngest here? Come forward and drive back to report the news. The others will defend on the spot and fight to the end! Who will fall into the hands of these wolves?"
Don’t even think about leaving a whole body!”
Having said this, he turned to look at the werewolf warrior and said, "Sorry, I'm not talking about you."
The werewolf warrior said: "It doesn't matter. If I fall into their hands, I will be eaten as well."
The officer was a little surprised. At this moment, following his order, the soldiers had already started to take action. He looked around with his gun in hand, chose a position and lay on the ground, pointed the muzzle of the gun forward, and said: "I thought
Werewolves don’t eat their own kind.”
"I heard that this is the case in the upper continent. But here, sometimes if you don't eat your own kind, you have to die."
The officer wanted to follow the conversation and casually ask him if he had ever eaten the same kind of food, but when the words came to his lips, he paused and still no words came out.
But the werewolf warrior guessed what he meant and said: "The vast majority of werewolves would rather die on the battlefield or die alone in the mountains than to touch their own kind. I am the same way."
At this time, the veteran said: "If I can survive this battle, I don't mind having more werewolf friends."
The werewolf warrior laughed and said, "I already have many human comrades."
But the officer shook his head and said: "Let's talk about it in the next life, none of us will survive." His expression was very calm, as if he was saying that the taste of the marching rations was not to our liking.
Everyone fell silent, and dozens of soldiers formed a defensive line of skirmishers, quietly waiting for the arrival of the werewolf army.
A flash of orange appeared in the dust dragon, and then more and more oranges appeared, forming a torrent. Countless werewolves wearing orange armor rushed out of the dust dragon and killed the aerospace ship that was still landing not far away.
The lookout posts of the floating fleet were obviously the first to see the enemy situation, and they were already panicking. Several ships were lowered to half height and were wandering in the air. They were obviously at a loss and didn't know whether they should continue to land. And there were already people on the ground.
The ship's troops rushed forward desperately, trying to establish a line of defense outside the temporary landing site.
But any commander with a little experience would be deeply disappointed when they see the size of the incoming werewolf army.
At the forefront, even though they had long been prepared to die, the veteran saw clearly the enemy in front of him, and still swallowed his saliva and said: "There are so many of them!"
The officer said: "More or less, we will all die anyway."
The veteran muttered: "This is not the first time, but I am still afraid."
The officer said: "Me too."
The veteran was a little surprised, "I thought you were never afraid."
"I just don't say it. That's why I am already a major and you are only a second lieutenant."
"Isn't it because of cultivation?"
"...So you are still a second lieutenant."
The orange torrent rushed closer, and the werewolves' footsteps shook the ground. The soldiers lying on the ground could hardly hold their guns. They were not in a hurry to attack, and waited patiently until the werewolves entered the absolute shooting range before firing desperately.
Everyone no longer scrimped on the force and ammunition, and poured out bullets as hard as they could. However, their firepower was too weak compared to the werewolf army opposite them, and it was so weak that they could not slow down their charge.
The officer's face showed determination. He stood up and fired the last shot from the flat-end hand cannon. The moment the force cannon popped out of the chamber, his face turned pale and he couldn't even stand steady, but his right hand had already reached to his waist to feel for himself.
military-style dagger.
The cannonball flew into the werewolf team and exploded with a bang. The instant roar almost covered up all the sounds in the world. The exploded soil rushed up hundreds of meters. Within a hundred meters, countless werewolves were blown away by the cannon. The momentum of the entire army
They're all stuck!
The officer was dumbfounded. He had no idea that one of his shots would have such a terrifying effect. Even if it was a hand cannon, even a salvo of dozens of heavy cannons would probably not have such results.
He looked blankly at the opposite side, then at his own hand cannon, unable to figure it out.
At this moment, the second earth-shaking explosion began, and the shock wave once again covered a hundred meters, lifting countless orange werewolves into the sky. The charging werewolf army received another heavy blow.
A huge shadow passed over the officer's head. When he looked up, he saw an unimaginable giant ship appearing above the battlefield. The thousand-meter-long huge ship was almost like a floating city.
"Hall of Heroes!" I don't know who called out. Qianye's Hall of Heroes had shocked the world as early as the Battle of Floating Land. Its extraordinarily huge hull and appearance like a giant beast in the void have become a symbol that everyone talks about. Although
I have never seen it with my own eyes, but as soon as it appeared, someone recognized this legendary battleship.
Only then did the officer realize that the two earth-shattering explosions just now had nothing to do with his hand cannon, but were actually the bombardment of the main cannon of the Hall of Valor.
The Hall of Valor slowly descended in height, and numerous naval guns on the sides opened fire, weaving a terrifying fire net, creating a death zone in front of the werewolf army.
Although Duke Gale's werewolves have a large number, their equipment is primitive after all. They may be stronger than the original werewolves of the Emerald Sea, but they are not much stronger. This primitive form of troops lacks strategic nodes and is comparable to the Empire's division in the Hall of Valor.
Facing the fleet's firepower, all they could do was be slaughtered.
No matter how brave a warrior is, he is not willing to die needlessly. Duke Gale's werewolf army finally stopped charging in the face of heavy casualties. Many warriors looked at the death zone ahead, and their eyes began to show fear.
The Hall of Valor slowed down the pace of naval gunfire until it stopped. Only then did the warriors with good eyesight see what seemed to be a person standing on the head of the Hall of Valor.
Under the banner of the Werewolf Central Army, more than a dozen strong werewolves were all attracted by that figure. They stretched their necks and wanted to see what was going on. However, the smoke finally dissipated, and there was nothing on the dragon ship's skull, and there was no more half.
Personal silhouette.
"Where is that man?" asked the impatient werewolf chief.
A soft voice suddenly sounded in the ears of all the strong werewolves: "I am here."
They turned around in shock and saw Qianye standing behind them, only a few meters away.
"You!..." Before many powerful werewolves could exclaim, they suddenly felt unbearable heat, and their bodies became as painful as being burned by fire. Their vision turned dark red, and all the scenery was distorted.
, like a doomsday hell. They wanted to struggle, but their bodies were indescribably heavy. Even running was a luxury, and the weak ones were even pressed to the ground.
In the heavy pressure, there is also an aura that makes them tremble. It comes from the depth of blood and the instinctive fear of those strong men who are close to the source of darkness. This kind of fear makes the werewolf's body soft and full of fighting strength.
At most, he can perform 60-70%.
"How is that possible?" Before the werewolves could digest their shock, countless criss-crossing lines of blood appeared in front of their eyes.
The banner of the werewolf army slowly fell.
All the werewolf warriors did not continue to charge after the bombardment of the Hall of Valor stopped. Instead, they focused their eyes blankly on the Chinese army's banner, waiting for the next order. However, it was not until the flag collapsed that they discovered that there was a scene where the Chinese army was.
There was only one person standing prominently in the 100-meter-wide open space.
The strong werewolves who commanded the troops all turned into corpses in an instant.
On the battlefield, the wind suddenly picked up, and a deep coercion enveloped the entire place. A loud voice said: "Your Excellency Qianye, are you not afraid of damaging the reputation of your son of darkness by treating the warriors of the tribe like this?"
Qianye said calmly: "They offended me, and this is what they deserve. Besides, if I don't punish them, you won't show up, right, Duke Gale."
A whirlwind appeared in front of Qianye, and a tall and thin old werewolf walked out of the wind. His eyes were deep, and the wrinkles on his face were full of traces etched by the years. The old man walked up to Qianye and said: "Then I will appear now