Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-five hostages
bsp;Fulu, Baicheng, a quick battle has just ended.
Qianye rose into the air and looked around the city, taking in every detail. For a strong man of his level, both combat and mental abilities are far superior to ordinary people. After seeing it once, he can memorize all the nearby terrain in his mind. When the battle begins, you no longer need to observe the terrain, you can use it as if you were at home.
After seeing the terrain and defense layout, Qianye landed next to Song Zining and asked, "What are we doing now?"
"Sleep." Song Zining said without hesitation.
The dark race only attacks tentatively and will retreat once frustrated. But as the imperial army's offensive begins in full swing, they will soon understand the criticality of time, and will find ways to mobilize heavy troops to destroy this place at all costs.
As long as Baicheng remains, the Yongye transport fleet retreating from the landing site will always be under threat. The dark race cannot endure it no matter what, and will definitely fight to the death. The next day or two are the real tough times.
Qianye went through the entire battle plan in his mind and asked: "How about the outer space?"
Song Zining said: "The information we have received so far is that the outer space fleet will be led by the First Fleet of the Imperial Guard, and the right minister has returned to the floating land to participate in the battle there."
Qianye frowned slightly and said, "The Right Prime Minister is participating in the ground battle? Which part is he responsible for?"
Song Zining knew the meaning of Qianye's question very well and replied: "There is no need to worry. This time, the right minister will not be responsible for specific battle command, but will manage the empire's logistics supplies to the floating continent."
Qianye felt a little relieved, but he still felt a vague shadow in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was. Maybe it's because of Lin Shuai? The recent Maelstrom secret treasures and combat plans were all made by him, and everything seemed to be normal, but if you think about it carefully, the news about him has been relayed several times, but no one has seen him in person?
At this moment, Qianye suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye. Without thinking, he was behind the man in a flash and picked him up.
The man was wearing the uniform of an ordinary mercenary. After being turned around, Qianye was startled: "Is that you?"
This guy dressed as a soldier is actually the nineteenth princess.
Qianye's face suddenly darkened. The purpose of Princess Nineteen's visit was unknown and her identity was sensitive. It was best for her to stay in the Hall of Heroes, where she was safe and easy to control. But I didn't expect that she would be so powerful that she could sneak into the Hall of Valor and sneak into Baicheng.
But at this moment, the tug-of-war on the ground has begun, and Dark Fire's floating fleet has already entered outer space, responsible for locking the void route and preventing the troops from being cut off. At this time, it was no longer possible to bring back the war patrol for the Nineteenth Princess alone.
The Nineteenth Princess did not panic at all about being caught, so she made a cute face and said lively: "You finally caught me."
"If you don't stay in the Hall of Heroes, what are you doing here?" Qianye asked coldly.
"This is the interesting part! I have the blood of Da Qin Ji's family in my body, and I am also successful in cultivation. How can I avoid fighting?!" Nineteen said confidently and boldly.
Qianye looked at Song Zining. Even if Carol was not aware of such a big event, how could Song Zining make any omissions? Sure enough, Qianye saw a familiar change in Song Zining's eyes. His expression remained motionless, but Qianye somehow understood what he meant: hostage.
The current emperor of the Qin Dynasty has mediocre qualifications, but the princes and princesses he has produced still continue the imperial family’s strong bloodline and talents. Especially those whose maternal lineage is outstanding are not inferior to those of the former emperor’s legitimate daughters Hai Mi and Gaoyi. The Nineteenth Princess is slightly worse, and the disadvantage is not obvious in the maternal line. However, in this generation, there are only three or five princes and princesses who are stronger than her.
Such a young and potential princess ran to Baicheng. As long as the news is released, no matter what the marshals and generals commanding Fulu think, they must do their best to rescue this place. Otherwise, it would be okay if the Nineteenth Princess died in the battle. If it falls into the hands of the dark race, then the crime of missing the opportunity will definitely not be light.
As for how the news of the Nineteenth Princess in Baicheng spread, and how it was confirmed, there is no need to worry. Now that she is here, the matter cannot be airtight. Sooner or later, the military will learn about the Nineteenth Princess. Princess whereabouts. But now, it was impossible for the empire to take her back alone. They could only follow the original plan and forcibly open the passage through the floating continent.
It’s just that no matter who goes to the big battlefield, they have to live up to their destiny. This method only reduces some apparent human interference factors.
Qianye couldn't help but take a closer look at the Nineteenth Princess. Her little face was full of expectation and curiosity, and she didn't seem to understand that she was actually a hostage in disguise.
Qianye secretly sighed in his heart. This underage little princess grew up in a deep palace in the interior of the empire. She had not really seen the cruelty of war, and was sent directly to the most dangerous battlefield.
Qianye put Jiujiu in front of Song Zining and said, "Give her a place."
Nineteen immediately quit and shouted: "I want to follow you!"
"Why are you following me? Are you holding me back?" Qianye waved his hands and walked away without any courtesy.
Song Zining grabbed the Nineteenth Princess and said with a smile: "What's the point of following him? Just follow me."
"Follow you? What are you doing?"
Song Zining took Princess Nineteen and took off directly into the air. Then his eyes moved slightly. Sure enough, Nineteen was able to stay aloft on her own. She should be a warrior.
Even though seventeen or eight thoughts passed through Song Zining's mind, they didn't show any of them on his face. The two arrived at a commanding height in the city, where three mercenaries were already stationed.
Song Zining looked around, picked up a sniper rifle, handed it to the Nineteenth Princess, and said, "You are here, responsible for sniping the other party's officers."
Seeing the huge sniper rifle, Princess Nineteen's eyes lit up, like a child who got a new toy, with a smile on her face. Judging from her quick inspection and familiarity with the various parts of the firearm, she was extremely skillful.
After settling the Nineteenth Princess, Song Zining watched for a while before leaving. No matter what her purpose is, she cannot follow Qianye. When the battle really gets fierce, Qianye will definitely be besieged by Yongye's strong men, and his side is the most dangerous position.
The Dark Fire mercenaries in the city are all taking the time to rest or eat. They are all veterans, and they know that the next battle will become more and more difficult and cruel. If they don't eat enough, they don't know if they will have a chance to eat next time.
The sky is getting darker and the night is gradually lowering.
In the fortifications of the outer defense line, there was an elderly mercenary sitting. The leather combat uniform on his body had long been worn to a shiny shine. The Force pistol on his waist was also an antique that had been used for many years. He was sitting with his back against the wall, his eyes slightly closed, and he was dozing.
An officer walked into the fortification and glanced at the old mercenary, but he refrained from having an attack. He signaled other soldiers to be more vigilant while letting the old mercenary continue to rest.
The officer suddenly became inexplicably anxious and couldn't help but look at the old mercenary one more time. At this moment, the old mercenary suddenly opened his eyes, and those strange eyes with vertical pupils immediately made the officer shudder.
As if the old mercenary did not see his superior standing in front of him, he jumped up, rushed to the shooting hole of the fortification, sniffed hard for a few times, then turned back sharply and shouted: "I smell the stink of a werewolf" Taste! ”
Before he finished speaking, a huge claw stretched out from the shooting hole and grabbed the old mercenary's neck.
The old mercenary reacted very quickly and lowered his head sharply. The werewolf's claws scratched his helmet, setting off a shower of sparks. Fortunately, the old mercenary's neck bones were strong enough and were not broken in the violent impact.
The werewolf grabbed his helmet and wanted to crush the old mercenary's head and helmet together. The old mercenary kicked the wall hard and used the force to jump back. There was only one helmet left in the werewolf's claws.
The old mercenary escaped death and immediately pulled out the huge antique Force pistol from his waist. Charging, aiming and shooting were completed in an instant, and a shot hit the werewolf's arm in the shooting hole.
The huge roar echoed in the fortifications, almost deafening the ears of several nearby recruits. The muzzle of the Force pistol spurted out a long stream of Force flames, and a large amount of flesh and blood exploded from the werewolf's thick arm. The entire arm was actually blown off in the middle!
The half-severed arm flew across the entire fortification and fell to the other end. Its claws were still gripping the helmet, and it had crushed the helmet into a ball of scrap metal.
The werewolf's hysterical roar of pain could be heard outside the fortification. Even the most ferocious werewolf would find the pain of a broken arm unbearable.
The loud gunshots and werewolf roars were more effective than any other alarm. In an instant, the entire defense line was boiling. All the soldiers who were still resting or eating grabbed their weapons and rushed to their fighting positions. One after another, illumination bombs shot up into the sky and slowly landed, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire front edge of the position.
In an instant, the Dark Fire mercenaries saw werewolves all over the mountains and plains!
The werewolves running silently under the cover of darkness were caught off guard. Many of them had no time to close their eyes and were hit by the white light of the flare. They screamed, covered their eyes and fell to the ground, and then rolled in pain. Some of the weakest werewolves even had blood streaming from their eyes. Only a truly strong werewolf who rubs his eyes can continue to charge.
In the blink of an eye, the werewolf's stormtrooper form was in disarray, and its speed dropped sharply, giving the defensive troops precious time.
The white light emitted by the flare actually contains a strong force of dawn, which is very lethal to werewolves with extremely keen dark vision. If one accidentally looks directly at the white light, it may cause blindness for a short time at least, or may cause blindness at worst. Cause permanent damage, even blind eyes.
Each of these flares is valuable. Even the imperial military has a small inventory and is generally only deployed on fortress-level fronts. Song Zining spent a lot of money to buy it back during the preparations for the war, and it was indeed effective in the first battle. The dark race on the opposite side may not have expected to encounter this thing, and the werewolf vanguard army's charge was directly wasted in half.
The first werewolves to touch the White City defenses were Shadow Wolves and some particularly powerful warriors. Their racial talent is good at hiding in darkness. They originally wanted to sneak up on the defense line, kill the sentries in a sneak attack, and then attack by force. But he didn't expect that the old mercenary's perception was extremely sharp, and he immediately noticed the werewolf's approach.
At this time, hundreds of elite werewolf warriors responsible for the sneak attack had rushed into the defensive position and began to fight hand-to-hand with the mercenaries. A tall werewolf tore a mercenary's arm directly from his body, then became violent and roared to the sky.
However, in such an opening, three mercenaries shot from behind at the same time, inserting bayonets deeply into the werewolf's body. The three mercenaries' attacks were very vicious, targeting the vital points of the spine, waist and ribs. No matter how strong the werewolf was, he couldn't withstand such damage and struggled and fell slowly.
The same scene was staged at different positions on the defense line. These elite werewolves were individually powerful, but after rushing into the defense line, they faced an absolute disadvantage in numbers.
The mercenaries in the Neutral Land are all veterans of small-scale battles. They cooperate with each other tacitly and strike decisively and ruthlessly. A few of them can knock down a strong werewolf in a circle. However, the large werewolf force that was originally scheduled to respond immediately was blocked by the flares and was a few steps slow for a while. With just such a small time difference, the hundreds of werewolf elites who broke into White City were completely wiped out.
However, the following werewolf warriors are still all over the mountains and plains, as if there is no end.