The sky doesn't know when it gets dark

The vision became dim, and both sides of the battle could only rely on the type and color of the service to distinguish between friend and foe.

There was no dirt on the ground anymore, and there were corpses everywhere, and if you accidentally tripped over those corpses in such an environment, it was likely that trampling from your companions and attacks from enemies would follow.

The soldiers on both sides were tired, the intensity of the battle was decreasing, and it was no longer the same as the fierce exchange of fire that had begun, and they tried their best to kill the enemy.

The mammoths on the field had basically lost their combat effectiveness, and Beamon, who was about to enter the battlefield, was surrounded by giants, and he was now covered in arrows, javelins, and throwing axes.

The pain and wounds on his body made Beamon even more violent, and the ground near him was littered with broken corpses, and the giants who slaughtered the mammoths became the targets of Beamon's slaughter at this time.

The giants cautiously surrounded Beamon, trying to avoid a head-on battle with Beamon, and trying to use long-range output on the periphery to consume Beamon's physical strength.

On the battlefield behind them, the soldiers of the Baltic Empire have an overall advantage, and the number of jackals and werewolves is less than five hundred, they are surrounded by layers, and there is no way to break through.

As time passed, the companions around him kept falling, and everyone could feel how close death was, as if they could already taste the taste of defeat.

Unlike on the ground, the battlefield in the sky was dominated by the air force of the Attila Empire, and through the clouds they saw the problems faced by their own side on the ground, and some of the soldiers began to lower their altitude to support below.

On the ground, the enemies of the Attila Empire have been waiting for them, and countless ballistas and bed crossbows have been successfully adjusted.

The commander of the army, looking coldly at the enemy who was lowering his altitude, held a sword in one hand and a horn made of ivory in the other.

The slightly dull sound of the horn echoed throughout the battlefield, and the soldiers who had already taken up their positions were making final preparations to check whether there were still problems with the equipment they were operating and whether they could be used normally.

Enemy reinforcements of dragons and wyverns are still lowering their altitude, and it is clear that they intend to use the Dragon's Breath attack to alleviate the gnolls' plight.

Now the formation of the Baltic Empire tends to be dense, and in the face of the dragon's breath, it will be difficult to achieve all-round defense, and it will suffer huge losses.

When the height of those dragons and wyverns was reduced to about three hundred meters, they could clearly see what a surprise the Baltic Empire had prepared for them on the ground.

The commander of the army blew the horn again, it was the sound of the attack, and it sounded so cheerful at all times

The sound of the bowstring vibrating in unison, like the footsteps of hundreds of mammoths charging, shook the entire ground, and countless black shadows came out of the ground and burst towards the dragon and the flying dragon.

It looked like it was going back in time, and the meteorites that fell from the sky returned to the sky again, and the giants who were surrounding Beamon all subconsciously turned their heads and watched these stone balls with red light and tail flames bombarding the panicked dragons and flying dragons.

The flying dragons that couldn't dodge were blasted in the air, countless pieces of flesh and blood fell from the sky, and the dragons that were defending around were also hit hard, and they hit Xuan'er and fell from the sky.

It looks like a festive night, with those beautiful fireworks blooming in the sky, and people can't forget such a scene for a long time.

Wyverns and dragons that weren't hit were flapping their wings desperately, raising their altitude, dodging attacks from below, and spitting dragon breath into the ground as they climbed higher.

There is no way to inflict any damage from a spit attack from this height, and both Wyverns and Dragons are aware of this, but they still have to do it, and vent their anger by doing so.

After confirming that the dragons and wyverns were out of range, the soldiers wielding the bed crossbows and ballistas began to quickly reload their ammunition and reorient themselves.

Not far away, the chaotic white-knuckle battles had now been replaced by clear-flagged legion battles, and the heavy infantry in the front row of the Baltic Empire was compressing the enemy's space through the array of guns.

The reason for this is that it is easier for magic or such engineering equipment to carry out the attack of coverage, and it is more effective to kill through magic and tools than to fight between people.

The soldiers of the Attila Empire had seen the bed crossbows and ballistas aimed at them, cursing and frantically waving their weapons in the hope of breaking through the enemy's defensive lines.

This kind of effort and desperation seemed to be of little significance, and their behavior was as if they were constantly lapping the waves on the shore, and no amount of force could break the reef in front of them.

The stone balls rolled forward like retained balls, creating paths full of blood and debris, and soldiers screaming like pieces of flesh that had been strung together.

If they could, no one would want to face these terrible, specially invented weapons on the battlefield, and the first salvo alone caused twenty casualties to these soldiers of the Attila Empire, and more than twenty more were incapacitated, falling to the ground rolling and wailing.

The soldiers of the Baltic Empire showed no mercy, and their iron boots trampled on the bodies of those poor creatures, and the hard bones were directly crushed, and even more terrible wails came from under their feet.

No one paid attention to the fate of these doomed people, and the soldiers of the Baltic Empire were quickly waving their weapons and killing as fast as they could.

Just before the bed crossbow and ballista were fired, two more giants were killed by Beamon, and the threat from the behemoth made them lose any intention of playing tricks on their enemies.

Even the terrible giant was killed by Beamon so easily, and they couldn't even do a decent resistance, and if they faced this Beamon, it would be an unimaginably bad situation.

The Gnoll Man was in the center of the group, and he already had a few arrows on his shoulder, which did not cause him any damage, but it was enough to show that his identity had been exposed to the eyes of the enemy, and he was being cared for by the enemy.

Hogg underestimated his reputation in the Baltic Empire, and being able to obtain such a position in the Attila Empire and gain the favor of Attila as a gnoll as a gnoll, with these not excellent races and not excellent bloodlines, is not a role that can be ignored in any case.

Moreover, the wolf pack tactics invented by Hogg many years ago, which is suitable for races such as werewolves and gnolls, are still circulating in the armies of the Baltic Empire, and every time this tactic is mentioned, people can't help but think of Hogg, who invented this tactic, this is not an ordinary gnolls.

Hogg was low-key enough on the battlefield, but the orders he issued still became his flaws, and the elderly gnoll who could issue orders could draw conclusions with a little imagination.

However, after he was protected, the soldiers of the Baltic Empire were no longer attacking him, and the current situation was no longer necessary, the number of gnolls and werewolves around him was constantly decreasing, and with or without the gnoll Hogg to command, the final result would not change much.

The battle of the Attila Empire did not become a protracted battle, and the victory and defeat were already decided in just a few months, but in fact, the Baltic Empire was able to gain an advantage in a short period of time, based on a long period of effort.

From the beginning to the present, there have been at least 50,000 soldiers buried in this land, in addition to the damage that occurred when the siege began, most of the soldiers still died in the underground waterways built by the Attila Empire, especially in the back they led the snake out of the hole, after the main force of the Baltic Empire penetrated into the underground waterways, the means of blasting the underground waterways caused heavy damage to the imperial army.

From the beginning of this war to the present, the only thing that can be compared to this loss is the one on the battlefield of Upland, which was wiped out by a trap designed by Sigoaney.

It is conceivable that after the end of this war, it will take a long time for the pain caused by the war to gradually disappear, and the war-averse ideology will become the mainstream of the entire empire.

When there is no need to fight for survival, no one will use their lives to fight and fight, and the empire seems to be particularly competitive now, but this kind of competition is actually a competition with a bottom line, not a life-and-death competition.

However, war weariness is, to some extent, also needed by the Empire, and after winning this war, it will take a short time for the Empire to digest the various dividends brought by the war.

At the same time, the temporary halt of conquest and expansion can provide a more relaxed diplomatic environment for the entire empire, and there is no need to worry too much about those countries in the south, because they are wary of the threat of the empire, and target the various commodities of the empire.

Countries that do not communicate with the outside world will gradually be eliminated by the whole history over time, and only through non-stop communication and competition can we keep making progress and avoid the whole country becoming dead and a pool of stagnant water.

Alice didn't want the Baltic Empire to be isolated from the rest of the world, and that was definitely not a wise thing to do, as she followed in her political philosophy, where more friends meant fewer enemies, and more support when fighting enemies.

Of course, these things are all problems that need to be faced only after this victory, and now the army of the Baltic Empire is only a kick in the face of victory.

No one wants to taste defeat at this time, and the victory that is already within reach must be even more cautious, the enemy is the Attila Empire, it is the Attila Empire that has been creating miracles in the past, in the past they were able to create miracles in a desperate situation, so there is no reason why they can't create it now.

The sky battlefield, which had finally moved back to some of the situation, fell into a disadvantage again when those dragons and flying dragons returned.

The air force composed of griffins, horned eagles, and giant eagles still failed to break through the enemy's defenses despite the fact that they had been reduced to 50 percent.

These beasts were already fighting desperately against their enemies, and they didn't want their status in the empire to be lowered because of their declining performance on the battlefield, not only for themselves, but for their entire race in the empire.

However, the reality is so cruel, and with the transformation of cheap constructs like gargoyles, the value of the existence of these troops, who eat a lot of meat every day and need to be carefully cared for, is constantly questioned.

If their performance is not comparable to that of the cheap, mass-produced gargoyles, and the gains on the battlefield are not commensurate with the effort, then it is conceivable that they will be marginalized as the war ends.

The credit of the past is always the credit of the past

The number of griffons and horned eagles was dwindling, but they had seen hope of victory in the battle against the Thunderbirds.

Those Thunderbirds had been fighting for a long time, and their bodies were already overwhelmed, and now they were driving their bodies to fight with a strong will.

In this way, it is as if the resurrection of a terminally ill and dying patient seems to have hope of salvation, but in fact the bell of death can already be heard.

Persist and persist, as long as you hold on until those Thunderbirds, who have no physical strength and no magic power, and cannot continue to maintain this lightning defense line, that is when they will fight back.

Both the Wyvern and the Dragon have their own Wyverns and Dragons to contain them, and as long as the Thunderbird problem can be solved, this air battle in Atila City can completely lay the end.

Obviously, the Attila Empire also found its own problems, the predicament they faced, they did not try to change the outcome of the ground, they did not care about the Beamon who had fallen into the siege of giants, had become out of breath, and was no longer terrible.

Gritting his teeth, he let the two of them break away from the battlefield and go to clean up the griffons and Hippogriffs, who suffered heavy casualties in the dragon's wreath.

Instead of retreating, the griffons and eagles were aroused by the dragon's ferocity, and instead of breaching the Thunderbird's defenses, they surrounded the dragon and attacked, like moths to fire.