Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-Four Bloodstained Emerald Sea

bsp;The results of the battle shocked the entire Emerald Sea, and the chiefs and priests of each tribe gathered together to discuss the threat from the Grand Corridor. Whether it is gunboats, fire nets or Phalanx formations, they are all new things that they have never seen before, and even the most knowledgeable werewolves have only heard of them.

In this case, the discussion naturally yielded no results, and most of the meeting was spent cursing and yelling. Many chiefs and high priests gather together, and it often takes ten days and a half to come up with a result. This is also the rhythm that the werewolves of the tribe are accustomed to.

The tribe used to divide the year into two stages, sowing and harvesting, and hunting and resting. No matter what the name is, its essence can be distinguished by the presence of food and the absence of food. Tribal werewolves are also used to doing two things a year, one thing per season.

However, before the chiefs and priests could fully vent their shock into anger, Eskar, the Earl of Garter who had been labeled as a wolf traitor, had already shown decisiveness that was completely different from the traditional one and led the army. More than ten werewolf tribes have swept across the outskirts of the Emerald Sea, and the number is increasing at a rate of two to three tribes every day.

The earl-level chiefs of two large tribes were jointly killed by Aiska and Xu Jingxuan when they tried to challenge Aiska. Eskar originally had outstanding combat prowess, and his sniping ability was a rare master among the werewolves of Yonglu. Qianye also gave him many high-grade weapons, which completely made up for his shortcomings in close combat. His men would not escape death.

Under such a threat, the chief and the priests had to put aside their traditions, reached an agreement at an unprecedented speed, assembled an army of more than 200,000, and pressed towards the Grand Corridor.

However, Eskar did not dare to make a big move, so he led his troops to gather up the forward line that had rushed too far forward, and merged with the 50,000 reorganized troops that had just arrived from behind to form an army of nearly 100,000 people, which was built on the spot. Build fortifications and stick to confrontation.

When the fortifications and firepower of the humans are combined with the bravery of the werewolves, they suddenly have amazing power. The Emerald Seawolves made several large-scale attacks, but apart from throwing down tens of thousands of corpses, they failed to defend the defense line of the Grand Corridor. One attack did not even reach the front of the defense line and was beaten back by a hail of bullets.

The two sides began to confront each other, and reinforcements arrived one after another. Soon, more than 300,000 troops were gathered on the side of the Emerald Sea, and Eskar's troops were close to 200,000.

As soon as the army gathered on the scene, the chiefs of the Emerald Sea Tribe could no longer control their temper, and a decisive battle broke out.

The huge numerical advantage finally offset the firepower of the Grand Corridor. The Emerald Sea Wolves rushed to the defense line and entered the familiar hand-to-hand combat. However, the resilience of the combined front between humans and werewolves still far exceeded the expectations of the Emerald Sea Werewolves. The human warriors who were supposed to collapse had no way out, and because of the desperate fight of their werewolf comrades around them, they were also aroused to their **** passion and began to fight regardless of life and death.

The **** battle lasted from afternoon to dusk. In the center of the battlefield and in the air, strong men from both sides were also fighting desperately. Because of the participation of Xu Jingxuan and the mercenary generals, the Great Corridor had an advantage in the battle between strong men. Eskar was even more determined to die. He was stabbed with more than ten knives and killed two earl chiefs alone.

As night fell, the exhausted two sides finally sounded the retreat horn. The Emerald Sea Werewolves returned to their starting position, while the Werewolves in the Grand Corridor still stood on the line of defense.

The area between the two armies has been filled with corpses, human beings, but most of them are werewolves. Nearly one hundred thousand werewolves were turned into corpses during the battle, and tens of thousands more were seriously injured and unable to move. In the reality of the werewolf tribe, patent medicines are scarce, and herbal medicines are not delivered to the battlefield in time, so they cannot receive treatment and can only wait in pain. The coming of death.

The results of the **** battle seemed evenly matched. However, the casualties of the Emerald Sea far exceeded that of the opponent. Nearly 100,000 people were seriously injured and died, making the comparison of the combat power of the two sides become 200,000 vs. 150,000. The numerical advantage of the Emerald Sea was no longer as good as As huge as it was at first, the Great Cloister still has the advantage of a fortification.

The chiefs and priests began to quarrel, arguing over whether to attack further or wait for reinforcements.

At this moment, the werewolves of the Grand Corridor made a surprising move. They sent teams of warriors to clean the battlefield and transport the wounded back to their own positions, regardless of whether the wounded belonged to the Grand Corridor or the Emerald Sea.

Can these wounded people still be treated? The chiefs and priests were shocked and soon discovered that the morale of their own soldiers was declining rapidly. The chiefs and priests did not lack wise people, and they immediately decided to launch a strong attack under the cover of night. Night is the world of werewolves, and the human warriors on the Grand Corridor side will be even more weakened at night.

That night, the **** battle broke out again and continued until dawn.

Whether it is the Emerald Sea or the Great Corridor, the scale and cruelty of this **** battle exceed the memories of all werewolves. Even in the pioneering days of our ancestors, which are passed down by word of mouth, there was no such battle.

From daytime to dawn, more than 300,000 werewolves died on this land, and more than half of the 20,000 human warriors who accompanied them on the expedition were also killed or injured. There are only 100,000 surviving werewolves on the Emerald Sea side, and the Grand Corridor coalition forces on the opposite side still have 80,000 standing. Both sides were exhausted, and even the strong ones were crumbling.

When dawn arrives, the morning light gradually illuminates the earth. As the morning light came, there was also a faint earthquake in the earth. The vibrations came from the direction of the Emerald Sea, clear and rhythmic.

The werewolves in the large corridor stood up one by one, looking into the distance silently. Regardless of the half-bandaged wound, Eskar pushed the human medic away and struggled to stand up. He strode through the crowd and walked to the front of the defense line. His eyebrows were furrowed, and there was deep worry in his eyes, as well as a well-hidden fear.

In the direction of the Emerald Sea, billowing smoke and dust swept over. A huge thing rushed out of the smoke and dust, like a giant war beast that strayed into the land.

It was a war elephant tens of meters high, covered with armor made of white bones. Countless giant beast tusks and horns were embedded in the bone armor, turning the war elephant into a terrifying mobile fortress.

After the war elephant, there is a mighty army with no end as far as the eye can see. Countless werewolf warriors came running, their footsteps shaking the earth, but they still could not cover up the steps of the war elephant that were like ancient war drums.

The werewolves in the Emerald Sea suddenly roared like a landslide and tsunami. Many warriors transformed into werewolf fighting forms on the spot, looking up to the sky and howling.

The ancient war elephant has existed for hundreds of years and has always occupied an important chapter in the history of the werewolves of Yonglu. This is the first time it has appeared in nearly thirty years.

This is the mount of the Bone Duke, and it is also the symbol of the Bone Duke. In the eyes of the Emerald Sea Wolf, the Duke is a symbol of terror and death, irresistible and irresistible. And this memory lasted for at least three hundred years.

Eskar's mane stood on end, and the fear in his eyes was swept away. He also let out a long roar, spit out **** spit, and laughed, "I didn't expect that one day, we... Even a small person can defeat the Duke of Bones! Even if he dies here, it’s worth it!”

Xu Jingxuan walked up to him and smiled bitterly, "I don't want to die yet. My youngest son is only one year old, and I want to see him again."

Aska said: "Sooner or later the cub will go to the battlefield, won't it?"

"Yes, maybe one day in the future, he will die in the hands of the Duke of Bones." Xu Jingxuan said, gradually straightening his chest, and the initial fear was gone.

He glanced at Eskar and said: "I never thought that one day I would fight side by side with a werewolf."

"I never thought that I would become comrades with my former enemies."

When Xu Jingxuan was about to say something, his whole body suddenly trembled, his face instantly turned pale, and several wounds on his body burst due to high muscle tension, and the blood mist dyed the armor red again.

Aiska's reaction was even more intense. The bones in his body were rattling, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain on his back. It was extremely difficult to straighten his body. Reluctantly, he still tried to raise his head. Even if his bones were shattered here, he no longer wanted to face the mountain in front of him in a prostrate posture.

The sky became dark, as if it was going to be dark again. Irresistible pressure quietly enveloped the entire place. The werewolves of the Emerald Sea knelt on the ground and loudly praised the reputation of the Duke of Bones. Most of the werewolves on the side of the large corridor also knelt down, fear gripping them tightly, and even they themselves did not know whether the murmurs in their mouths were curses or begging for forgiveness.

Hundreds of years of accumulated prestige and irresistible power in the field of terror suppressed the entire scene in an instant, causing the previous **** battle between Eskar and the Great Corridor Werewolf to be wiped out in an instant.

This is the king of the Emerald Sea for hundreds of years, the Duke of Bones. His existence makes all werewolf struggles meaningless. Generations of werewolves who had been driven into the Great Corridor could only rush towards the Kingdom of Zheng, smashing their bodies into pieces against the human race's steel fortress with simple pieces of wood and iron, and they did not dare to turn back and fight towards the Emerald Sea.

However, at this moment, a dazzling ray of morning light suddenly broke through the darkness of the sky, and a huge warship seemed to leap out of the void and fly towards the battlefield.

In the eyes of werewolves and human warriors, this huge battleship that had never been seen before was burning with light and fire. It cut through the domain of the Duke of Bones with incredible grace and came to dominate the battlefield.

This is the real King's Landing. Compared with this hundreds of meters floating warship, the Bone War Elephant looks like a big toy. Those sharp tusks and giant spines cannot threaten the warship in the air at all. , but its seemingly ferocious bone armor can hardly withstand the bombardment of the battleship's main gun.

The real strong men on both sides have seen that the light and fire surrounding the battleship are just illusions. They are the fierce collision and friction between the forces of both sides when the Duke of Bones' domain is torn apart. The fighting in such a large area cannot be fierce, but it looks like the battleship easily tore the Bone Duke's territory apart.

Whether it is easy or difficult, at least in the domain battle, the Duke of Bones has already lost one game first.

Seeing the vague yet familiar figure on the bow of the battleship, the warriors in the Great Corridor burst into cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami. Many werewolves got rid of their previous extreme fear and fell to the ground shouting 'my king'.

Qianye stood on the bow of the battleship, overlooking the battlefield below. From his angle, he could see a three-story bone palace built on the back of the giant white bone elephant. The style was gorgeous, but the color was too bleak, and there was an aura of decay and decay from the inside out.

The door to the top floor of the palace opened, and the Bone Duke walked to the terrace and looked up at the battleships in the sky. Although a beast bone mask covered most of his face, hatred, anger and suspicion could still be seen in his eyes.

The Duke of Bones’ hoarse and strange voice sounded like ocean waves, waves spreading across the entire battlefield: “How can such an ignorant young man dare to come to the Emerald Sea to provoke me with your little ability? On the totem pole of my altar If there is just one decoration missing, let me fill it with you!”