Monarch of Evernight: 152 Final Defense

bsp;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.

Their bodies have become numb, and their spirits have gradually become numb. They instinctively slash and fight when they see the enemy. It's like being trapped in a nightmare, with no idea when it will end. Even if the outcome of waking up from the dream is to die in battle, it is still 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 as the dark races rushed in front of them and turned into corpses.

The ground was covered with corpses, and there was almost no place to step. From time to time, huge spider demons can be seen stuck in the narrow passages of the fortress, making it difficult to move.

At this time, there will be imperial warriors, regardless of their own safety, jumping directly on the back of the spider demon, using a battle ax to cut off the spine of the spider demon, or they will be killed by the spider demon or other dark races.

The fortress is like a black hole, constantly devouring soldiers 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 opened fire on friendly forces and forced a way out of the battlefield.

The dark race's central army quickly divided into two troops, flanked them from the front and rear, and quickly suppressed this small force. However, after such a turmoil, the will to fight was low, and the dark race's offensive was difficult to continue, and the clarion call for retreat finally sounded.

When the dark race retreated, many imperial warriors still stood there blankly, waiting for the arrival of the next wave of enemies.

Zhao Jundu appeared at the head of the fortress, and the black fire around him was as strong as substance. The black fire will shoot out a few sparks from time to time, which will burn brightly if they fall 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 after the disaster.

As he walked, he slowly restrained the black fire on his body. Finally, all the terrifying black flames were absorbed into his body. Only then did 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 and worked individually. One 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 of the rubble.

As soon as the imperial troops left, fire began to erupt from the fortress, and the raging flames immediately engulfed everything. Those things that could not be taken away were all burned. The corpses of the empire and the Evernight warriors were mixed together and turned into ashes together.

On the way back, several generals followed Zhao Jundu and were reporting on the results of the battlefield they had just cleaned.

"Sir, according to rough statistics, our casualties are 6,000, while rough statistics of the dark race's casualties are about 40,000. The casualty ratio of both sides is one to six, which can be said to be a brilliant record."

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 my family when I go back."

This sentence silenced everyone.

The fighting environment in the new world is particularly cruel. 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 generals are closely related to each other and are true disciples. Nowadays, the casualties are so heavy that eight out of ten are eliminated. It is conceivable that when you return to your hometown, you 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 State, the senior generals, and even the ministers of the empire and the heads of aristocratic families.

He said slowly: "As I just said, life is not easy for us, and it is even harder for the dark race. At this point in the war, it has reached its most cruel moment. Both sides are bleeding, and it will continue to happen. Bleeding! If we retreat now, all our previous efforts will be in vain. All our sacrifices will become meaningless. Now, the only way out is to fight the dark race and let them see our determination. To our faith until despair!”

There was a commotion in the crowd below, with people talking and discussing in low voices.

After a while, an aristocratic elder stood up and asked: "What is the specific strategy?"

Song Zining pointed to his feet and said solemnly: "We are here to fight a fortress offensive and defensive battle with the dark race."

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 have no maneuvering advantage now, 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."

"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 someone thinks that he is more suitable than me, he might as well stand up. I You should give way to others.”

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 stick here and not retreat. If you lose, you must also know what the crime should be. If you have any enemies to recommend, tell me Say it."

The man's face turned red and he could neither stand nor sit. Just as he was about to say a few words about the situation, Duke Wei snorted loudly and said: "You are a clown, and you don't even know it!"

The man knew that he had offended the public and sat down dejectedly.

In fact, everyone knows that King Dingxuan cannot take it, and Ye Tong, who Song Zining can't predict, is really a rare and powerful enemy. Two princes were injured in her hands, and all the generals were defeated. Countless people came. To hold on to the fortress, the position of head coach is actually similar to carrying a coffin into battle.

And if this formation fails, the guilt will be huge. Song Zining continued to sit still, but nothing happened. After all, his previous record was brilliant, which was enough to make up for the merit. Those who take over halfway will not have such good things.

Furthermore, Song Zining has already become one of the top secret warlocks in the empire. He can't even count Nighteye. Who dares to 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, but after King Dingxuan failed, they all lost their voices. Only the Tianji Warlocks themselves understand the danger of the Tianji trajectory in front of the peak experts.

Everyone discussed it over and over again, but no one had a better strategy. In addition, the Empire's aerospace ship production capacity had reached its limit. It was extremely difficult to maintain transportation between the gate and the base, and there were no more mobile fleets to deploy. In this case, holding on to the fortress and fighting an offensive and defensive battle would at least have some advantages.

The final strategy was decided upon, and Song Zining had already prepared the required materials and discussed them together for approval. Now that the strategy has been set, no one will be ignorant of the importance and make trouble with materials. Therefore, all the resources Song Zining requested were successfully approved.

After the military meeting, many heads and elders of aristocratic families left immediately. If you stay in the new world for a moment longer, you will be at risk for a moment longer. They hold high positions and hold important positions. At this critical juncture, if something goes wrong, it will be a heavy loss. It is not that they are greedy for life and 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 overwhelming.

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 lofty 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 at this moment. The empire would rather pay such a heavy price to prevent the dark race from approaching the Black Fire Sky Pit, or at least, to maintain the empire's right to enter. This shows that the secrets 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 establish a series of fortress groups that echo each other. With the help of the cover of the fortress groups, the empire's small-scale troops can maneuver , waiting for a counterattack. This way, instead of just being beaten, there is still hope for the battle.

At this time, we 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 cold air, which quickly extinguished the fire.

Yeye Tong, surrounded by a group of dark powerhouses, set foot on the land originally guarded by Zhao Jundu.