In the eyes of the fortress defenders, they only feel that there is an endless stream of dark races, like locusts passing through, with no end in sight.
Their bodies have become numb, and their minds have gradually become numb. They instinctively slash and fight when they see the enemy. It is as if they are trapped in a nightmare, and they don't know when it will end. Even if they wake up from the dream and die in battle.
, is also a kind of relief.
Fighting and death have become the entire world for everyone alive.
They watched countless familiar faces fall before their eyes, and their bodies gradually became cold. They watched each dark race rush in front of them, and then turned into corpses.
The ground was covered with corpses, and there was almost no place to step on. From time to time, huge spider demons could be seen stuck in the narrow passages of the fortress, making it difficult to move.
Whenever this happens, there will be imperial warriors risking their own lives, jumping directly on the back of the spider demon, cutting off the spine of the spider demon with a battle ax, or they will be killed by the spider demon or other dark races.
The fortress is like a black hole, constantly devouring warriors from both sides.
I don't know how long it took, but a commotion suddenly broke out in the dark race's military formation. A group of vampire warriors actually opened fire on friendly forces and forced a way out of the battlefield in an attempt to leave the battlefield.
The dark race's central army quickly divided into two troops, flanked the front and rear, and quickly suppressed this small force. However, after such a commotion, the will to fight was low, and the dark race's offensive could not continue, and finally sounded
The horn of retreat.
When the dark race retreated, many imperial warriors still stood there blankly, waiting for the next wave of enemies to arrive.
Zhao Jundu appeared at the top of the fortress. The black fire around him was so rich that it seemed to be real. The black fire would shoot out a few sparks from time to time, which would burn brightly when it landed on the corpses or blood stains of the dark race.
All imperial soldiers stayed far away, and no one dared to be touched by the black fire.
Zhao Jundu walked through the fortress, inspecting the battlefield where he had survived the disaster.
As he walked, he slowly restrained the black fire on his body, and finally all the terrifying black flames were absorbed into his body. Only then did all his generals dare to approach.
A general said: "Sir, there are less than a thousand soldiers left. Are there no reinforcements yet?"
"Reinforcements can't come." Zhao Jundu looked around and said, "Clean the battlefield and then we withdraw."
"What?" The generals could hardly believe their ears. They had never heard the word "retreat" from Zhao Jundu.
"Clean the battlefield in one hour, and then we retreat." Zhao Jundu repeated it again.
The generals immediately dispersed, each busy with their own business. The hour was too tight and there was no room for any delay.
An hour later, the imperial soldiers began to evacuate the fortress. The entire army only had two trucks, and they could only barely move.
All the floating battleships, most of the military equipment, as well as all the forts, naval guns and power towers were destroyed in the battle just now. These two vehicles were assembled from parts dug out from the rubble.
As soon as the Imperial troops left, fire began to erupt in the fortress, and the raging flames immediately engulfed everything. Those things that could not be taken away were all burned. The corpses of the Imperial and Evernight warriors were mixed together and turned into ashes.
On the way back, several generals followed Zhao Jundu and were reporting on the results of the battlefield they had just cleaned.
"Sir, rough statistics show that our casualties are 6,000, while rough statistics of the dark race's casualties are nearly 40,000. The casualty ratio of both sides is one to six, which can be said to be a brilliant victory."
Another general sighed and said: "We originally had eight thousand brothers, but now there are only more than a thousand left. Such a victory, alas!"
"What? Are you questioning my command?"
"Of course not. I was just thinking about how I would explain it to the people in the family when I go back."
This sentence silenced everyone.
The fighting environment in the new world is extremely cruel, and many regular legions in the empire cannot meet the requirements, so a large number of elite private armies of aristocratic families appear.
Many of the troops led by the generals are all close relatives and are true disciples. Now the casualties are so heavy that eight out of ten of them are dead. It is conceivable that when they return home, they will face the scene of mourning every family.
Zhao Jundu had been silent, but then Fang said: "We are not easy to explain, and the dark race is even harder to explain."
Several generals knew this, but they were not happy.
At this moment, in the conference hall of the main base of the empire, Song Zining stood in front of the large map, facing the dark mass below of the Duke of the Kingdom, the senior generals and even the ministers of the empire, heads of aristocratic families and elders.
He said slowly: "As I just said, life is not easy for us, and the life of the dark race is even harder. At this point in the war, it has reached the most cruel moment. Both sides are bleeding, and they will continue to bleed! If
If we retreat now, all our previous efforts will be in vain. All sacrifices will become meaningless. Now, the only way out is to fight the dark race and let them see our determination and our will.
Faith until despair!”
There was a commotion in the crowd below, with people talking and discussing in low voices.
After a while, an elder from an aristocratic family stood up and asked, "What is the specific strategy?"
Song Zining pointed to his feet and said in a deep voice: "We are here to fight a fortress offensive and defensive battle with the dark race."
Suddenly there was another bang from below.
Before I could think about it carefully, someone shouted loudly: "In this case, wouldn't we give up our mobility advantage and use our own shortcomings to compete with the enemy's strong points?"
Song Zining said calmly: "We no longer have the advantage of maneuverability, and we cannot predict the enemy's advance."
The man was startled and said: "Could it be that you also..."
Song Zining nodded and said: "I can't count Ye Tong. Many people should already know about this matter."
"That's unreasonable! As a coach, you can't predict the enemy's plan first, so why are you still sitting in this position?!"
Song Zining's expression remained unchanged and he said: "The position of coach is indeed a bit reluctant for me now. It is only for the sake of the empire that I have to sit here. If anyone thinks that he is more suitable than me, he might as well stand up and I will step in.
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The man said loudly: "In such a huge empire, there are thousands of talents, but I can't find anyone better than you? I have several candidates to recommend."
Song Zining said calmly: "This is the time when the three armies are serving their lives. No matter who is the commander-in-chief, they must hold on here and not retreat. If we lose, I believe you also know what the crime will be. If you have any enemies you want to recommend, please tell me.
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The man's face turned red and he could neither stand nor sit. Just as he was about to explain a few words, Duke Wei snorted loudly and said: "You clown, you still don't know it!"
Knowing that he had offended the public, the man sat down dejectedly.
In fact, everyone knows that King Dingxuan cannot take down Ye Tong, who Song Zining can't predict. She is a rare and powerful enemy. She has injured two princes in her hands, and all the generals have been defeated.
To be honest, if you want to hold on to the fortress, the position of commander is actually similar to carrying a coffin into battle.
And if this formation fails, the blame will be huge. Song Zining continued to sit, but nothing happened. After all, his previous record was brilliant, which was enough to make up for the merit. Those who took over halfway would not have such good things.
Furthermore, Song Zining has now become one of the top secret warlocks in the empire. He can't even count Nighteye. Who can say that he can definitely count him?
When Song Zining was first compared to Lin Xitang, there were a lot of gossips among the young geniuses of some Tianji sects in the empire. However, after King Dingxuan failed, they all lost their voices. Only the Tianji warlocks themselves understood that at the peak of power,
The dangerous trajectory of the secret in front of us.
Everyone discussed and discussed, but no better strategy was found. In addition, the Empire's aerospace ship production capacity has reached its limit. It is extremely difficult to maintain transportation between the gate and the base, and there are no more mobile fleets to deploy. In this case
, if you stick to the fortress and fight an offensive and defensive battle, you can at least have some advantages.
The final strategy was decided. Song Zining had already prepared the required materials and discussed and approved them together. Now that the strategy was decided, no one was confused about the importance and made trouble with materials. Therefore, all the resources Song Zining asked for were successfully approved.
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After the military meeting ended, many heads and elders of aristocratic families left immediately. If they stayed in the new world for a moment longer, they would be at risk for a moment longer. They held high positions and held important positions. At this critical moment, if something happened, it would be a heavy loss. It was not because of greed.
Afraid of death.
Song Zining held this military meeting at the base and fortress to let them see with their own eyes the cruelty and tragedy of the frontline war.
At this moment, both those who stayed at the base and those who rushed to the empire felt heavy in their hearts.
They know that once the brutal fortress offensive and defensive battle begins, although the empire can still have a certain advantage, the initial casualty and loss ratio will never return. Even the battle loss ratio in the past was so overwhelming that people were a little breathless.
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The war has reached this point, and many people are ready to accept any outcome.
From now on, a heart-stopping list of the dead will be sent back to the empire every day. People will gradually get used to looking for the names of their loved ones on it.
However, there is a question that always lingers in people's minds: is it worth paying such a high price?
The real high-level officials of the empire, the high-ranking kings and the empire, as well as people in important positions like Song Zining, obviously knew something, but they all kept silent.
Where exactly the passage in the center of the Black Sun Valley leads and what is inside is still a mystery. The empire would rather pay such a heavy price to prevent the dark race from approaching the Black Fire Skyhole, or at least, to maintain the empire's right to enter. It can be seen that
The secret hidden inside must be earth-shattering.
The only good news is that Song Zining still uses his troops wisely. He does not plan to defend blindly, but will build a series of fortress groups to echo each other. With the cover of the fortress groups, the empire's small-scale troops can maneuver and wait for attacks.
Counterattack. This way you won’t just be beaten, and there will be hope for the war.
At this time, one can only believe in Song Zining's decisiveness and talent in military strategy.
On the front line, over the blazing flames in the fortress, gusts of wind suddenly arose, accompanied by an astonishing chill, which quickly extinguished the fire.
Nighteye, surrounded by a group of dark powerhouses, set foot on the land originally guarded by Zhao Jundu.