The sunset sinks in the west, the red glow fills the sky, and the snow-capped peaks are lonely and cold.

The sky was getting darker, and the rumbling of the cannon was quieting.

As usual, the turn of day and night is the time when humans and the undead switch offense and defense.

In the midst of the stumbling, a skeleton soldier made of multiple bones crawled out of the corner where he was hiding. Lucky enough to escape the hunt of humans during the day, he began to follow the pre-set orders, looking for targets and preparing to harass the enemy.

As the most rubbish skeleton miscellaneous soldier, it is not even qualified to be cannon fodder in the decisive battle, it does not seek to cause much damage, as long as it makes humans waste some firepower and disturbs their rest, it will complete the mission.

Unfortunately, the skeleton was a little out of the way, and wandered around the wilderness for a while without finding its target.

It wasn't until midnight that a faint mechanical sound came from a distance, and the skeleton immediately trotted to meet it.

As they got closer, the skeleton realized that something seemed different this time. It looked suspiciously at the rumbling torrent of steel not far away, a little bewildered.

The order seems to be to attack a human outpost, not a large force with no end in sight. But...... Whatever, it's a living person anyway, just kill it.

The skeleton soldier raised his bone spurs, clicked his mouth, and charged alone at the mechanized legion in front.

There was no need to open fire, and the orc wolf cavalry roaming on both sides of the mechanized legion split the immetrical skeleton in half with a single sword. The wolf had no interest in the rotten bones for an unknown amount of time, and after confirming that the target was dead, he ran away with a wrinkled nose.

What the skeleton saw was the main mechanized assault cluster of the Westward Advance Army, which was marching rapidly at night.

Unlike the graduates of the Longxiang Army Reserve Military Academy, this army is the real main force of the Longxiang Army. Both the quality of personnel and weapons and equipment are a grade higher than that of military academy parades.

Chen Hao sat in his heavy mecha, supported by an air-cushion suspension transport vehicle.

This kind of air cushion transporter combines the characteristics of anti-gravity floating ships and hovercraft, with a stable load and no road conditions, and can be equipped on a large scale at a moderate price.

Although the power of the individual tactical armor machine is good, it is not suitable for long-distance attacks. Sent to the front line by a transport vehicle, and then at full power during the war, it can maintain the best condition and better endurance.

Chen Hao also had five heavily armed soldiers in the same costume by his side. Their mechs were covered with scars of different shades, and there were many modifications based on the characteristics of the user, loaded with multiple functional modules, which could tell the difference from Chen Hao's standard mecha at a glance.

All the servicemen are veterans of more than three years, and have seen blood, slashed undead and other monsters countless times.

Even if he just sat silently in the car and closed his eyes to recuperate, there seemed to be a fiery killing intent brewing in the air.

This is a sword that has been accumulated to the peak and is being unsheathed, and the target is none other than the undead floating city of Tarramas in front of him.

Chen Hao clenched his fists, straightened his waist, and looked ahead to make himself look a little more energetic.

"Boy, relax, it's not time to be nervous." The veteran next to him patted him on the shoulder, and the collision of the heavy mecha was sonorous and powerful, but it was very relieving the pressure before the battle.

"It's not time for us to play, all you have to do is take the time to rest, recharge your batteries, and don't hold us back when the time comes."

This spurred a very competitive teenager, who was one of the best graduates of this class, and thought that he would definitely be able to advance to the epic level in the future, and he would have a better future than these veterans who had fought for three years and were only excellent. How is it possible to pull the hind legs?

He was unconvinced: "Hmph, don't underestimate me!" I fought against Senior Colonel Chen Qing and only lost. This kind of battle can't be hard for me. ”

"Cut, can the competition on the martial arts field be compared with the battlefield of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood? You rookie! The veteran said disdainfully.

The leader of this heavy mecha team played a round and said, "Okay, okay!" Don't frighten the little ones. In this battle, we unexpectedly and suddenly accelerated, and we have already taken the lead. As long as you do your job well, it is not difficult to win steadily. ”

The veteran smiled and said, "Our boss uses this trick every time." At the beginning, he said: I can't go in. As a result, after rubbing a few times, he suddenly exerted his strength......"

Saying that, he also made a move, which caused several people to laugh. Only Chen Hao sat precariously and stared ahead, pretending that he didn't understand.

In sight, even if it is obscured by nightfall, the movement of the huge mechanized swarm march is amazing enough. Thousands of hoverover trucks carrying heavy war machines raced across the vast plateau.

"Main Battle Tanks, Siege Tanks, Magnet Tanks, and Immortals、......, have all been upgraded. Those giant war machines that can't be hidden by the night are the Colossus! Taller than Gundam. And the enemy is ahead! ”

In front of Chen Hao's line of sight, the night commando team composed of Valeera's dark elves, Mayisena's night elves, Lilian's forsaken, Tess's werewolves and other nocturnal races served as the vanguard of the main army, and had already advanced to the defense line of the natural disaster before the main army opened.

Who said that the westward group army did not have the ability to fight at night? Equipped with advanced equipment, the nocturnal race is more professional than the Scourge in the dark of night, ambushing all the way to the backstabbing path, quietly assassinating the undead frontline commander, and then heading straight for the rear of the Scourge.

The remaining low-level undead didn't know how to report the news even if they found out that the main mechanized cluster of humans who followed up later, and they would only crash into it like moths to the flames and crash into it to their deaths.

In fact, the Blood Legion headquarters received news of the human counter-night attack just after nightfall. But they only regarded it as a normal tactical counterattack, and only sent some corresponding assault troops to fight-for-tat.

The fighting at night was dangerous and tragic, and Sarein's strength increased dramatically under the abundant blood supply of Tianzhu, and his individual combat power was even higher. The home battle also had the cooperation of the undead miscellaneous soldiers, and several night raid teams were quickly wiped out by the Salein regiment.

The night raiding troops had a good communication mechanism, and immediately after the natural disaster counterattack, they immediately abandoned the shelter of the battlefield and instead concentrated their forces to ambush the Sarein counterattack force.

It was only at this time that the night attack corps of the westward group army was completely exposed, and the scale far exceeded the estimate of the natural disaster.

The officer on duty didn't care about what would happen to disturbing the Queen's rest, and hurried to the top of Tarramas to report it.

It was already two o'clock in the morning. All the arrangements for the Scourge during the night had been carried out, and the staff officers hurried back to the command center and spent more than half an hour searching for the various units. Then there was another debate, and I barely managed to come up with a plausible battle plan, and by the time the order was given to the departments, two hours had passed.

After receiving the order, it took another two hours for the Blood Legion units to redeploy into place. And by this time, the sky has already been clouded, the night is about to pass, and the day is coming.

Overnight, the steel torrent of the westward advancing army burst out with the speed expected of the mechanized legion, crossing the distance that would have taken five or six days to pass, and the front of the army reached the lair of the blood legion.

The real main battle is about to begin.