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Looking at his own tank convoy, one after another was destroyed, a general of the Lu family said with a worried face.

"What about our fighter group, I remember there are three more fighter groups, what about them?"

Zhao Dashan stood in front of the display screen and said expressionlessly.

"Headmaster, the fighter brigade has been intercepted by those dark mages, and they have set up a magical barrier on the perimeter, and once our fighters get close, they will be set on fire by all kinds of magic."

Wilt, the commander of the Royal Guard, smiled bitterly.

"That's it!"

When Zhao Dashan heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out again.

Looking at the spider demons and trolls on the display screen, the murderous aura was revealed for the first time in the black and bright pupils.

"Wilt, you will command the next battle!"

Zhao Dashan said.

"Headmaster, you, you're ready to ......"

Wilt was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and said with joy in his eyes.

"Ready to do it yourself?"

Zhao Dashan didn't speak, just nodded.

"Great, with the headmaster's action, we will definitely be able to completely defeat those dark races!"

Some generals said excitedly.

"Yes, the headmaster is out of the horse, and he can definitely win the battle!"

Many generals echoed and were full of confidence in Zhao Dashan.

Looking at the excited generals, Zhao Dashan shook his head and said, "Don't be too optimistic, the most powerful force of the dark race has not yet appeared, we must prepare for the worst." ”

"Yes, Headmaster."

Everyone nodded.

"They all obey Wilt's command, and they must not retreat until the last moment."

Zhao Dashan said, casting a phantom shift, the void was distorted, and in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Dashan's figure slowly disappeared.

A building a kilometer from the battlefield.

On the top floor, a huge conference room.

This is the temporary headquarters of the Dark Alliance, and in front of the circular conference table, there are a number of leaders of the dark race.

Goblin Chief, Kobold Chief, Minotaur Patriarch...... The Great Dark Elves, the Blood Elf Elder, the Vampire Prince, the Wolf King, the Beamon Orcs, the Great Necromancer, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Alliance, the Blood Knights, and General Willy.

As for the troll leader, and the spider demon leader, because of their huge size, they didn't show up in the conference room, but these two guys were also there.

It's just that the others are sitting, but these two guys are standing.

The body that is more than 30 meters high, like two small hills, stands outside the window, which is very shocking.

In the center of the conference room table, there is a stand with a magic crystal ball on the stand.

The magic escapes, presenting a real-time picture of the battlefield ahead.

"Willy, what do you mean, are our people really being artillery!"

The patriarch of the Goblin Clan, a stout goblin with gray hair, stood up, spittle, and fired at Willy, who was sitting in the first place.

"That's right, before the war, the Dark Council had a rule, this time to attack the human world, all the dark races are equal, advance and retreat together, but now, you take a special look, it is the soldiers of several of our races who are charging into battle, and the war has been fought until now, and it is also the ...... of our races that have suffered the greatest casualties."

The kobold patriarch stood up, a pair of dog's eyes full of fierce light, staring fiercely at the power, and roaring loudly.

"Whatever you want to say, don't be crooked, just be there."

In the first place, Willy was dressed in blood armor and sat majestically.

Unlike ordinary blood knights who are two meters five, three meters, or even three meters five or four meters tall at every turn, Willy, as the leader of the blood knights, is one meter eight tall and not stout.

There was not a trace of blood on his body, and his pupils were not blood-red, but pure black, black and bright like jewels.

At first glance, this guy looks like an ordinary human.

However, no one would despise him because of his appearance.

Because, the blood knight who can retract and release blood and qi freely and control the change of body shape has almost reached the realm of returning to the basics, and is the strongest of the strong.

"I, we ......"

Facing Willy's black eyes as bright as stars, the goblin and the other three patriarchs all trembled in their hearts, and they were a little lacking in confidence, so they lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at them.

"Say, what do you want to do, don't say, I didn't give you a chance, give you three seconds."

Willie chuckled and held up three fingers.

"Three, two......"

Goblins, kobolds, minotaurs, and the patriarchs of the three clans looked at each other, and no one dared to squeak, and finally the eldest goblin patriarch raised his head.

Since the beginning of the war, his goblin clan has suffered the largest casualties, and millions of troops have attacked the human world, and so far, there are less than 100,000 left, and nearly ninety percent of them have been killed in battle.

What he brought out this time were all the young men of the clan.

If the fight continues like this, the young and strong people in the clan will die, and the goblin clan will not be far from extinction.

Thinking of this, the goblin patriarch raised his head, looked at Willy, trembled his lips, and said, "Your Excellency Willy, we don't mean anything else, but now, the soldiers of our race have been fighting for a long time.

As you can see, the defense of the human palace is very strong, and the soldiers of our tribe can almost ignore the ability to fight alone, and even if it is a crowd tactic, it will not pose any threat, and it will be useless to fight.

So, is it possible for the soldiers of our tribes to be removed and replaced with soldiers of a more combat-ready race? ”

"Yes."

Willy smiled and said.

"You, you, what did you say?"

The goblin patriarch was stunned and a little surprised.

The kobold patriarch next to him, the minotaur patriarch, was also surprised.

"I said yes, what, do you still want your clan's soldiers to continue fighting?"

Willie laughed.

"No, no, no, of course not."

The Goblin Patriarch hurriedly said.

Willy didn't pay attention to these inferior races, he turned his head and said to one of the blood knights beside him, "Pass my order to allow the soldiers of goblins, pig-heads, kobolds, and minotaurs to retreat." ”

"Yes, Chief!"

The Blood Knight took the order.

Seeing the guards leave, Willy looked at the end of the long table, where sat a black-robed man, a figure shrouded in a wide black robe, and said, "Brutus, it's time for you to get out." ”

"Yes, honorable Lord Willy."

The black-robed man named Brutus stood up and bowed slightly to Willy, and the next second, a burst of black mist suddenly surged from his body.

These black fogs are full of decay, erosion, death, fear, and so on.

Obviously, this is a necromancer, and he is also the top existence among necromancers, the only great necromancer in the Dark Continent.

The black mist swirled, slowly enveloping the Great Necromancer Brutus.

Bang!

With a soft sound, the black fog dissipated, and Brutus disappeared in an instant, reappearing, already standing on the battlefield in front.

Looking at the battlefield full of blood, corpses and death, and corpses, Brutus smiled and began to chant the mantra.

"Wake up, my army of the dead."

Brutus waved his staff in his hand, and black mist flew up like a tide, falling towards the corpses on the battlefield. (To be continued.) )